The person known as Brother Lang is none other than Lang Liang, who escaped from a large number of zombies in S City before. Compared with five years ago, except for the fat that has not diminished back then, Lang Liang is now much haggard, with a clear scum beard on his face, and a more violent look in his eyes.

He took out a dagger from his arms and gestured unceremoniously in his hand, "After so much, when are you going to pay your protection fee!" ”

"No, Brother Lang, didn't we make it clear just now?" Huang Yan had a smile on his face and said to Lang Liang.

"Clearly? What to say clearly! Tell you, don't be sloppy with Lao Tzu. You give Zhang Xiaoquan protection money, that's your business. I only know that I haven't received your share this month! ”

Speaking of this, everyone understands that if they can't get the protection money given to Lang Liang, this matter will probably not be good today. But where can they still take out so much food to honor Lang Liang, you must know that now they have nothing else to fill their stomachs except for a few dry bread with moldy white flowers.

And they don't have much of this kind of bread left, plus this level of bread Langliang can't look down on it at all. Jiang Jinjiu and the others looked at each other, their faces flushed with bitterness. In the H City base over the years, although there is no need to be afraid, the food is not as good as when they used to work outside. For now, I can only organize people and go out to do another vote.

"What a daze, hand over the food quickly." Lang Liang urged.

Although the rich area does not have to be as dirty and messy as the shantytown, it is only better than the shantytown. If you want to gain a foothold in the rich area, you must eat and drink well for the local snakes here.

Lang Liang's uncle is a manager of the rich area, and with this relationship, no one dares to offend Lang Liang in the rich area, plus the Langliang civilized society is a mixed underworld, and it is even more ruthless to collect protection fees in the rich area.

Someone didn't give Lang Liang protection money before, and the next day, the other party's family died on the street. When someone reported the situation to the guards, but it was quickly suppressed from above, the matter was over. But everyone knows very well in their hearts that the mastermind behind this is Lang Liang.

Even, there is a saying in the rich area: I would rather be hungry than not give Lang Liang protection money.

After all, people can't die after starving for a while and a half, but if you offend Lang Liang, you will definitely die the next day.

Huang Yan, who had already made a decision in his heart, smiled at Lang Liang and said, "Brother Lang, do you see if you can give a grace day?" There is really no food available today. If you don't dislike it, take the bread first, and we'll make up for it tomorrow." ”

While talking, Huang Yan, Jiang Jinjiu and the others, pieced together, took out a dozen moldy breads and handed them to Lang Liang.

Lang Liang didn't raise his eyes, waved his hand, knocked all the bread to the ground, and unceremoniously stepped on the bread, breaking and trampling it one by one.

"This kind of pig and dog don't eat anything, and dare to prevaricate me! I just don't want to live anymore! ”

A slap was slapped on Huang Yan's face, Huang Yan's face instantly swollen, and the five fingers on his face were clearly visible.

Jun Wei was a short-tempered person, and when he saw that Lang Liang not only insulted people, but also spoiled their food, without saying a word, he picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and slashed at Lang Liang.

This kind of mob trouble, he is not uncommon. Since he dared to slap Huang Yan so arrogantly, he naturally had the ability to be arrogant, and Lang Liang had already taken precautions, and he dodged to avoid the kitchen knife waved by Jun Wei.