As soon as Martin finished speaking, Stanny took out half a box of Marlboro from his pocket and threw it to him.

"Twelve, give me two weeks first. The extra two days should be given to me. After saying that, Stanny took Yuan Shiqi back to his office.

"Holy! Okay Stanny, you're a real TMD pick! Two cigarettes should be picked too! Martin counted the cigarettes in the case, and sure enough, there were no more, no less than twelve.

The deputy stopped doing it at this time, and walked over to divide it in half. Martin impatiently gave him four cigarettes, which kind of sent him away.

Everyone else watched from the sidelines. , here cigarettes can be used for money!?

No matter how sluggish the crowd is, they understand what they are doing. If you can get into the small group around Martin, or be favored by others. For example, Alexia, and the Yuan Shiqi just now, that must be a good and harmless thing!

In this way, it can at least prove that it still has the value of being used and will not be easily slaughtered.

Lao Hong sighed helplessly, a few cigarettes can decide a person's fate, this doomsday TMD fucked up.

It's a pity that not to mention a few cigarettes, they are poor now and don't even have a fart.

Before they were taken to the van, their belongings were almost all cleaned, and their backpacks were all taken away.

Upon entering the manor, they were again searched. Mobile phones, flashlights, cigarettes, lighters and the like were looted. They can now be said to be truly nothing.

Just when Lao Hong was a little sad about this fucking apocalypse, footsteps came from a distance. Someone's coming!

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Martin's deal with Stanley didn't shy away from them at all, which made everyone feel very uncomfortable. Are they goods? Can you exchange things like this? And the most depressing thing is. You take gold, silver. Pounds, euros or something. It's a little better.

Cigarette? Can this TM work too?

But these days, all the gold, silver, diamonds, and jewelry are all waste. The real hard currency is guns, bullets, weapons, food, medicines, these things. Even if you trade bread for it! Cigarettes are absolutely unacceptable.

In fact, to put it bluntly, in addition to feeling unhappy about this matter. There is another point that makes them very uncomfortable. Why was Yuan Shiqi left behind, and the policeman was willing to pay for it. Why don't they get that treatment?

Such unfairness makes everyone feel very awkward. However, uncomfortable is uncomfortable, and no one dares to say anything.

This policeman, Martin, is not a man to be messed with at first glance, and they will never make trouble until their lives are really threatened.

As soon as Stanny and Yuan Shiqi entered the office, footsteps were heard around the corner. Seeing their immediate boss coming. Martin and his deputy hurriedly put away their cigarettes.

In fact, Lao Hong, they can't blame Martin for these policemen who attach so much importance to cigarettes, they are really going crazy. Even Director Pierre found the manor boring, let alone his men.

These days, Brooke is able to catch quite a few people every day. Pierre left behind a few beautiful women, which allowed him to regain the joy of life.

But Pierre is committed to building a fortress of the end times, fantasizing about creating a harmonious social system in the end times. So he is still very strict with his subordinates. They are not allowed to engage in sex at all.

This is very bad for this group of little cops, and there are only two things left for their daily entertainment.

Playing cards and smoking.

And most of the time. The jackpot used to play cards is even a cigarette, which is enough to prove its value in the estate.

Of course. When they play, they occasionally have a lot of fresh chips. Anyway, as long as it is valuable, it can be used by them to play cards.

As for the origin of these things, it is naturally due to the fact that the number of people in the manor is growing every day. They can be described as cheating, cheating, stealing, and doing everything to carve up what the newcomers bring. From something as valuable as a Swiss mechanical watch to a cigarette. As long as it is useful, almost all of them are filled with their own pockets.

In fact, Director Pierre would not know about what they were secretly doing, but he had deprived these little policemen of a lot of fun, and this sweetness still needed to be given to them. Otherwise, how could he control such a group of people with guns?

It's just like the normal world is. You expect these little policemen to be honest and law-abiding, but that's simply impossible. As a bureau chief, he must give his subordinates a little sweetness, so that he, the director, can sit firmly for so many years.

Once you come to the manor, that won't change anything.

Twelve cigarettes are not much, but fortunately, it is a long-term deal. In two weeks, Martin could come back to Stanny for cigarettes, so he felt that the business was not at a loss.

After the two put away their cigarettes, they hurriedly looked at the visitor.

Those two were also police officers. Among them, the policeman who led the way was even more arrogant than Martin. Looking at his high-spirited and unseen appearance, his status in the manor must be very high.

The man was tall, with brown hair and a very straight nose. He also wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which are much more advanced than Stanny's.

"Just five?" The visitor asked, staring at the men beside Martin.

"Yes, Brother Vincennes. An electrician, a sewer repairman, an architect, a cook, and a car repairer. Martin immediately replied respectfully.

Listening to Martin's answer, the officer named Vincent nodded.

Although there are not many people, the good thing is that all of them are usable talents. Electricians, in particular, were the people that Director Pierre was looking for. I didn't expect to be found by him today, and after completing this task, I can make a credit to the director in a while!

"You're doing a great job." Vincent quietly patted Martin's shoulder, "Work hard in the future, my brother can't treat you badly." ”

"Brother Vincent, don't worry! I must have been very proficient in Martin's loyalty, and it seems that he usually practices a lot.

Vincent waved his hand indifferently and asked his men to come down to verify the number of people.

Martin quietly hid Yuan Shiqi's resume. In fact, as long as Yuan Shiqi is present. He didn't need to do it at all. After the number of people is counted, he has the final say on what Yuan Shiqi does.

It's just that now Yuan Shiqi has been taken away by Stanny. He's missing one person here, and he can't match it at all. Good thing it was yesterday. The little Asian girl is not there, and now she has met Yuan Shiqi's shortage, and the number of people is right.

But there is an extra resume. So, Martin put away Yuan Shiqi's resume.

"Brother Vincent, the number is correct."

Ning Dongqing fills Yuan Shiqi's vacancy, of course, the number of people can't be wrong.

Seeing that Brother Vincent nodded, the policeman took the resumes handed over by Deputy Martin.

"Big brother, the resume is also right." The policeman didn't look at it at all, he just counted it.

"Hmm. Well done. After Vincent finished speaking, he looked at Ning Dongqing and the other minors.

Because Ning Dongqing was very beautiful, Vincent's eyes stayed on her for a few more seconds.

"Four underage, right?"

"Yes, big brother." Martin replied hurriedly.

"Okay, you should know how to do the rest of the things, I'll take the people away first." After Vincent finished speaking, he pointed to the five talents, "Which of you is an electrician?" ”

"My sir." A body shape is blessed. The middle-aged uncle with thinning hair raised his hand and replied.

"Jeff, is that?" Vincent took the resume handed over by his subordinates, read it, and asked the uncle.

"Yes, sir!" Electrician Jeff didn't dare to slack off. Immediately replied.

Even the policeman Martin was polite to this Vincent, and the electrician Jeff was not stupid, and of course replied truthfully.

"Good. Come with me, five of you. ”

In this way, the police officer named Vincent took the five talents.

Vincent left. Martin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he found out that he was trading with Stanny in private, he would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

"How many of us are left?" Martin asked his deputy.

They are now grasshoppers on a rope. Besides, the deputy had taken four cigarettes, so Martin wasn't worried about him denying him.

"There were thirty-three, five had just gone, Stanny was going to one, and now there were twenty-seven left. Four of them were children, which means a total of twenty-three people. The deputy replied without thinking.

"Well, quite a bit. There are a few more than the previous groups. Martin nodded, still looking satisfied.

"Well, knowing you're curious, I'll cut it short. Wait until tomorrow and you'll know what's going on. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Martin opened his mouth and said to Lao Hong.

"You four kids, starting tomorrow, have to go to school. Get up before eight o'clock, and if you can't get up, you will bear the consequences. I'll take you tomorrow morning. ”

After listening to Martin's words, Ning Dongqing and the other children nodded timidly.

Pierre had already mentioned this in his speech yesterday, and presumably they had caught a few teachers these days, so the school was naturally established.

"As for the rest, it's up to you to build the estate. The specific task has not been assigned yet, and it will be known until tomorrow morning. ”

Martin's words caused a lot of discussion. It is expected that children will go to school, but their own future is uncertain!

"Big brother, what are you doing, can you reveal it?" One of the foreigners asked boldly at Martin.

Martin played with the baton in his hand and strolled over to him.

"I just said, the task hasn't been assigned yet, don't you understand?" Martin's tone was unkind.

"Understood, understood!" The man didn't dare to do anything more, so he coaxed directly.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you. The construction of the manor is nothing more than to strengthen the wall, get some traps or something, and use it to resist the zombies. Otherwise, plant some food, clean up, and help everywhere. Anyway, I won't feed you to the zombies, so there's nothing to worry about. ”

Martin didn't want his men to panic, so he gave them a reassurance.

"Director Pierre said, those who can work more, and those who work more, understand?" Martin conveyed Pierre's words word for word. (To be continued......)

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