Hearing Hou Zheng's heartfelt exclamation, Zhang Qian immediately realized a problem, the old bastard was afraid that he would have to smear oil on the soles of his feet again. But this time, no one wanted to run, and he wasn't worried that Wang Dalin would make a trick again.

The self-management zone is not a safe zone, and the management office here is at best a tax and regulatory department, and as long as there are no problems in terms of finances and general principles, no one is afraid to report it. No power is a bad thing, but everything has two sides, we are all eyes and ears, and we can no longer bear the responsibility and obligation of mouth and hand.

“…… You may have misunderstood, if you want to be busy, you should go to the door after receiving the appointment, and it is much easier to go without taking office for a day than now. I'm really worried that the self-management area will be made yellow by them, and I will look at it for another two years, and when the child is older, my eldest grandson will resign and find a job here to support the elderly. ”

was warned so bluntly by his boss, Hou Zheng felt that he had to correct his name. In the past, I habitually felt the danger, others had thighs to hug, and I relied on the welfare of my daughter-in-law's heroic mother to get in, and I couldn't bear so many storms, so I could only choose to dodge.

But being timid and having no background doesn't mean that you're stupid. Although the self-regulatory zone is just getting started, it is already showing a noticeable difference. Rich or not, put it aside, just strictly following the rules is enough to make yourself excited.

Seeing the future and changing the day are completely two modes of life, the former can control their own destiny to a certain extent, and plan their life in the next few years, more than ten years, or even a lifetime in advance.

The latter is to live one day at a time, except for a very small number of people who stand tallest, no one knows what the charter will be tomorrow or next year, and they can only live one day at a time. I can't actively participate in it, and I can't plan my life.

"Do you think they can do it well?" Zhang Qian basically didn't have any expectations for Hou Zheng, but after hearing this confession, he couldn't help but stare at it carefully, as if he wanted to get to know someone again.

Everyone has been working in the same system for so many years, even if they haven't worked together before, they have heard a little bit of who is what virtue is. When he learned that the squadron leader of the security team in the self-management area was this well-known bastard, he was relieved.

When the eyes and ears don't need combat power, the more cowardly, the better, if you really stuff a captain with a tough personality, it's not easy to get along with. The security team got into trouble, and he, the director of the management department, had to help wipe his ass, and the security team made meritorious contributions, but he didn't necessarily have much to share with himself.

"I don't know what it will look like in the future, but if they can stick to the current set of things, I don't think it will be worse than the alliance......"

Hou Zheng is also not very at ease with Zhang Qian, how can a person who can even sell his boss for credit be unguarded, so he can't say it too explicitly, so as not to be caught in pigtails.

“…… Let's go to the market! Zhang Qian didn't continue to discuss the future of the self-management area, and left with his head down after a simple order.

Hou Zheng's worries sound reasonable, but they are unlikely. If the Living Yama King was from the district, Director Han would definitely not follow. Han Wenshan also knows in his heart that he is one of Sun Feihu's comrades-in-arms at the top level, or one of Sun Feihu's backstage.

This person is from the former Northwest Alliance, and he joined the Revival Alliance very early, and was Sun Feihu's subordinate when he served in the army. It is said that it was because a few of their recruits did not listen to the command and drilled in the building that they attracted scattered zombies, and they went off in a panic, which caused Sun Feihu's hand to be injured.

But Sun Feihu did not report the matter, and he retired because of his disability, in exchange for their bright future. Whether this is the case or not, except for a few parties, no one can intercede, but the people who have been trying to protect him at the top are indeed a few soldiers under him back then, and there will be no love for no reason in the world.

Since Han Wenshan and Sun Feihu are so close, they will not fundamentally oppose the self-management zone, which is not something that can be decided by someone's likes and dislikes, but the collective interests of the group. Sun Feihu, including construction companies, is part of this group.

The next reasoning is very simple, Han Wenshan obviously has a good personal relationship with Wang Dalin, and he is willing to follow the living Hades to the self-management area, not that he can't find fault, but it is unlikely that he wants to make a black hand.

Of course, Zhang Qian would not be so naïve as to think that Wang Dalin was the same as the official residents who came to buy bargains during the holidays, even if he really wanted to buy anything, he didn't have to show up in person, and it was enough to send a subordinate. For example, the young man named Lin Hu, the chief of the internal security department, is clearly a bodyguard.

Zhang Qian only walked around the market for more than ten minutes, then walked out of the self-management area with a bag similar to Lin Hu, and went straight to Xiushan Apartment, asking to see Sun Feihu by name.

In these more than ten minutes, Han Wenshan's worries became a reality, and there were indeed more than one stall selling homemade pistols and bullets in the market. Supposedly, the vigilantes should have discovered these special goods before anyone who happened to hang out here, but no one had ever mentioned them until today.

It's not that the vigilantes are negligent in their work, but they are swayed by habitual thinking, and naturally think that homemade pistols are not worth paying attention to. First of all, this kind of firearm is a legal commodity, and it is not only allowed to be sold, but also to carry it with you.

Secondly, the reliability of homemade pistols has always been poor, in addition to being easy to carry, the power is even inferior to crossbow arrows, the range is very close, and the accuracy is very poor. The homeless can use it as a starting point when fighting each other at close range, and there is no real threat to the vigilantes.

But this pistol was obviously different, and after testing a few rounds in the ruins of the building, Zhang Qian immediately realized that the security team was in serious trouble. It has an effective range of more than 30 meters, and its accuracy is good, and it is extremely powerful, and it is unlikely to be completely resisted with the degree of defense of police stab-proof clothing and body armor currently issued by the security forces.

In other words, it will not take too long for the absolute superiority of the security forces in terms of weapons to shrink dramatically. Any homeless person with such a pistol may kill the security guards with a single shot within a few tens of meters.

If we add in the serious disproportionate number of vigilantes and homeless people, the two squadrons of less than 100 vigilantes at present will not even be able to maintain the scene in the event of a medium-to-large-scale riot in the self-control zone.

Why did such a powerful weapon suddenly appear in the self-management area, Zhang Qian's first thought was Hong Tao. This one will cause a chain reaction wherever he goes, and the energy is bottomless.

It has been so many years since so many displaced people in the north, east, and south of the security zone failed to solve the equipment, materials, and technical problems of manufacturing guns, but the self-management zone has only been established for a month, and there are already finished products with relatively reliable performance, and it is difficult not to think about it.

Han Wenshan, who reported to his superiors, had already done it for himself, and his channels were faster and more direct. Now Zhang Qian wants to figure out why Hong Tao wants to build this kind of high-power pistol, does he really want to rely on force to dominate the self-management area, it seems to make no sense.

If you can't figure it out, find someone who might understand. There are not many such people, and after thinking about it, I finally thought of Sun Feihu.

This big brother not only has a deep friendship with him, but also has a lot of connections in the high-level of the alliance, and also has inexplicable connections with Ping An Transportation Company and Hong Tao in private.

"Director Zhang, congratulations, congratulations...... Come on, come on, sit down and have a hot cup of tea. As soon as this heavy snow comes, the difficult days begin, and I don't know if there will be a snow disaster this year. Don't be like the previous two years, crushing the house and collapsing the house, and covering people to death. ”

Sun Feihu did not invite Zhang Qian upstairs, and chose the place to meet in the café on the first floor. But as soon as it came up, in addition to congratulating on the promotion, it was the weather, and there was nothing serious, this was to wait for Zhang Qian to speak first.

Although the personal relationship between the two is good, one is a citizen and the other is an official, and some things are best not to be heard by outsiders, including Mrs. Xiushan. It is estimated that there are outsiders here, and Zhang Qian will not say anything too secret, so it is not a deliberate attempt to drive people away.

"Look at this ......" Zhang Qian was not polite, took out a cloth bag and handed it over.

"Hey, what should I do, and bother you to go all the way. I also have two here, just upstairs, the workmanship is not said, but unfortunately there is no magazine, can only be singled. Are you scared? Hahahaha......"

Sun Feihu knew what was inside while opening the bag, and smiled heartily. Although he and Zhang Qian have a good personal relationship, the two belong to different classes after all. In the past, in the safe zone, the security officers flaunted their might, and the homeless people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and it was a good thing to see them afraid, which was called class feelings.