Ping'an Town is divided into two districts: the inner and the outer districts.

Among them, the inner area is occupied by the forces of the White Sea and is inaccessible to ordinary people.

In the outer area, the management system is loose.

"Ping'an" is indeed a good name with a good meaning.

The main thing is that there are special environments that are not popular with zombies......

Therefore, no matter which direction they pass, they will choose to rush to the market to replenish their supplies and rest and adjust.

At least one night in this town.

As long as you have enough valuable items in your hands, you can trade weapons, buy dry food, and even get a few barrels of low-quality fuel.

In addition, there are quite a few wanderers who have been here for a long time, making certain trades in a way that can be harvested without experiencing danger.

Most of them are women.

You and I are willing to take what we need.

It brings a lot of fun and attraction to the people who come and go......

The fact that he could live in Ping'an Town without paying a price alone was that Bai Hai was one of the few survivor leaders with a long-term vision.

Although they had not met, the king still had some appreciation for him.

Li Erhong's hungry stomach gurgled and craned her neck to sneak a glimpse at the food at a nearby stall.

"How many of you, do you have items to trade, or are you just here to stay overnight?" He swallowed and asked, pondering.

If Wang Tu and the others were temporary supplies, they would inevitably go get some food, he planned to ...... Look for an opportunity to follow along.

However, you don't dare.

Someone on the other side has a gun, and he can't speak in Ping'an Town, in case he gets angry, it's a big deal.

Thinking about it, he glanced at it quickly.

This guy who is as strong as a cow gives people a strong deterrent.

"Everything." Wang Tu smiled and said, "Let's take a look around first." ”

"Okay, I'll take you to the stall over there to have a look......" Li Erhong sighed deeply and said solemnly.

The main street is littered with garbage, and it stinks.

There were also a few people arguing.

Under the leadership of Li Erhong, the group bypassed the central area of the market and walked to the east.

Soon, I came to a house made up of two layers of steel plates.

The "merchant" is a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a scar on his face, who looks very fierce.

His "shelf" is just a black canvas, laid flat on the ground.

Rice, flour, and bulk white sugar with packaging are the goods.

"Brother Ba, I'm not busy today!" Li Erhong greeted from afar.

"What are you doing here?"

The scar man was sitting, holding a story club magazine with a yellowed cover and a hot girl in his hand, without raising his head, and said indifferently to Li Erhong.

"Dare to do the same as before, bring some useless garbage over, be careful that Lao Tzu breaks your legs!"

Li Erhong looked embarrassed, his fists were clenched, but he still laughed, and hurriedly said: "How dare you, how dare you, this time I will help you introduce the guests......

"Oh, there's a guest!" The scar man reluctantly put down the things in his hand and squinted at them.

This didn't matter, and after looking at a few unfamiliar faces, he sat up much more upright in an instant.

Wang Tu, automobile soldiers, and vigorous soldiers have all undergone professional training, have been on the battlefield for a long time, and their words and deeds are extraordinary.

It can be said that when I went to that station, my movements, posture, and eyes, all had a different momentum.

Moreover, their clothes were relatively new, and they were still bulging under their clothes, and they were obviously carrying weapons.

Although the scar man likes to bully the soft, he is also afraid of hardness, and his vision is not bad.

At a glance, he knew that he couldn't be provoked.

And I know that people like each other are generally big customers.

As a result, his attitude towards speaking became much softer.

By the way, I opened the chatterbox.

"Hello for the first time!"

"Where are you from, haven't you met, and you're from Jiangdong before? Maybe it's a fellow ......."

"I have a full range of goods in my hands, a century-old store, ancestral quality, and a 100% reliable reputation......"

"Hey, I'm so young, I'm much older than you, can I call you brother?"

……

With his position, Scar Man recognized at a glance that the team was led by Wang Tu.

Choose to be the first to talk to him.

Wang Tu listened to the other party's bragging very patiently, and then smiled slightly and said, "Yes." ”

"Haha, little brother, it's nice to meet ......" The scar man's thick eyebrows moved, and he laughed heartily, quite happy.

Standing up, he patted the ashes indiscriminately, and pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket.

"Brother, would you like one? Hanako! ”

Wang Tu didn't answer.

He saw it, and there was only one left in the box.

"Hey, this cigarette can't be finished now, it's really discontinued...... Huazi, I'll cough something else! ”

"It's good not to smoke, it's good for your health." The scar man muttered and took what little treasure he had left.

He scratched his scalp and got down to business.

"That...... Reminder, we have a rule here! ”

"Huh?"

"You also know that money has become waste paper, so only bartering is accepted."

"I know that." Wang Tu looked as usual, took out his own cigarette and gave him one.

", brother," the scar man called out exaggeratedly, and took it with both hands, his eyes still fixed on the almost full box of cigarettes of the king disciple, and he could hardly move away.

It was a really good cigarette, and in the past, few people could afford to smoke it.

"You can change your cigarettes! You can exchange for food! Switch! ”

Scar Man emphasized.

What was placed on the surface, Wang Tu couldn't look at it at all, shook his head and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"What do you want?"

"I've got weapons, food, clothes, all here."

"Where?" Wang Tu said with great interest.

Scar Man hesitated, "Are you sure you want to change?" Everything else is in the warehouse, if you need it, I can collect the stall first and show you around. ”

"Just ......"

Wang Tu figured out the other party's small abacus and waved his hand behind him.

The car soldier took a few steps forward, took out five prepared pistol bullets and threw them on the ground, and said coldly: "This is the deposit." ”

A touch of gold and bronze was reflected in his eyes, and the scar man's eyes were straight.

Pick it up, it feels cold and smooth to the touch.

It's not like the inferior goods produced by small workshops can be compared.

"Deal!" The scar man looked excited and said decisively.

Since the outbreak of the virus, guns are actually not rare, killing zombies, keeping them safe, and occupying territory, they are the biggest help.

But without bullets, guns are useless burning sticks, so ammunition is a hard currency that every faction needs and is extremely sought-after.

Bows and crossbows, earthen spears, someone can make them, but in the face of immortal things, the power is easy to be reduced.

The conventional bullet process is far more complex than the earthen gun, and it cannot be produced without perfect industrial machinery and equipment.

Take the arsenal in Xinghuo Town as an example, since its establishment, with the great help of the Red Alert engineers, it has reached the scale of mass production.

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