Chapter 92: Private Transaction Bazaar

Song Jinhe withdrew his hand with some displeasure when he heard this: "When did I tell you that I was wronged?" ”

Cheng Qianhuai naturally sensed that she was in a bad mood and coaxed in a low voice, but saw that she directly reached out and grabbed his ear.

The slightly cool fingertips collided with the hot earlobes, making him subconsciously shrink a little, and then greeted him.

"Cheng Qianhuai, I do everything because I am willing, and I have never pandered to you, let alone wronged.

If you have this kind of thought in your heart again, don't blame me for ignoring you in the future. ”

Seeing that she didn't look like a fake, Cheng Qianhuai had to obediently bow her head and admit her mistake.

He crouched down so that the two of them looked at each other, and obediently leaned over and kissed her gently.

"Thank you, Ahe, I'm very happy."

He paused, his ears getting hotter, and his voice lowered: "It's also comfortable." ”

Song Jinhe rubbed his nose a little embarrassed, the two of them did that kind of thing when they were in love, and now they suddenly remembered that the burning heat in their palms still hadn't been washed away by the water.

"Alright, okay, don't say any more."

Song Jinhe turned around and walked out, his back was quite a bit of a desert and fled.

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Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, and after last night's battle, Song Jinhe has a greater sense of crisis in his heart, and he always feels that he needs a few searchlights that are bright enough.

There's no chance to go out during the day, and now that night falls, it's just the right time to scavenge for some suitable items.

They are not short of food, but a lot of hard equipment is still not available in Building 3.

After thinking for a while, she didn't choose to bring too many people, after all, there were people in the building now, and there was such a big movement yesterday, so they had to be more vigilant.

"Uncle Xu, Xu Yuesheng, you two should go out with the two of us."

Song Jinhe only picked two people when he opened his mouth, and the rest stayed to garrison Building 3 in case someone took advantage of the situation.

The reason for choosing Xu Qingkang is very simple, he is proficient in transforming all kinds of objects, and he can also find a lot of things needed in time with him.

Although Xu Yuesheng didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind, fortunately, the force value was not bad, and he could really help Song Jinhe share a lot of pressure when he fought.

Both father and son are of great use.

Those who were not named were not discouraged, and they all lit up their weapons for a while, and they knew that they would not be able to relax tonight.

The four of them packed all kinds of equipment, put on their backpacks before leaving from the main entrance, and began to search aimlessly according to the originally planned route.

Most of the supplies had been destroyed by heavy rains and extreme cold, and now they had to try their luck to find searchlights of the right brightness.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai walked at the forefront to explore the way, Xu Yuesheng followed the back of the team to protect, Xu Qingkang was also old, and was protected in the middle to try his best to move forward.

The night was much more lively than the day, after all, there was no sun that could blister the skin, and everyone took advantage of this time to come out to search for supplies.

Although there is only a small gain, which is not enough to fill the stomach, it is much better than returning empty-handed.

Song Jinhe was wary of the ill-intentioned people around him, counting the time, it had been 10 days since the scorching heat had fallen, and the survivors had already realized the scarcity of water.

But at this time, those who have water are reluctant to take it out, and those who have no water are anxiously looking for water, and one conflict after another will break out.

It's just that none of this has anything to do with Building 3, they have prepared the water needed for the scorching heat in advance, although it is still a little tight, but it will not be thirsty to death.

Walking along the road, there were survivors around who kept looking back at them, Song Jinhe frowned a little impatiently, but he didn't get angry immediately.

This group of people was just thinking about whether the four of them would be able to solve it, and seeing that so many people didn't dare to rush up to find trouble, it didn't seem that the four of them were so easy to provoke.

"Sister Song, where are we going?"

Xu Yuesheng used the axe in his hand to scare away a person who was looking them up and down, and asked what Song Jinhe meant.

"If we continue walking, we will reach the city center in this direction, where the supplies have basically been looted, and even if we go, we will not find anything."

Song Jinhe took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on her forehead, the sultry temperature made her a little breathless, and it could be called sweat like rain.

"We're not looking for food, the city center has the most abundant types of supplies, and the food may have bottomed out, but the others shouldn't have been noticed by others."

Xu Yuesheng nodded abruptly, and then didn't ask any more.

They soon arrive at the Center Building, only to find that there are people trading there.

Song Jinhe was secretly surprised in his heart, when did this kind of bazaar appear in Yuncheng? Aren't the people who come to trade goods afraid of being snatched away?

She stopped and looked for a while, but found that there were more than a dozen big men with guns around, with fierce eyes and a look that was not easy to mess with.

Looking at everyone's orderly trading, Song Jinhe realized one thing, I'm afraid this bazaar is controlled by someone.

There must be a force behind the bazaar that is not easy to mess with, and he can make all the survivors in the city center fear his power, so he obediently comes to trade, and does not dare to break out into any conflict and disturb the order.

Song Jinhe secretly smacked his tongue, he could make the survivors around him so jealous but dependent, and the people behind this force should not be underestimated.

The bazaar is a fenced area with two passages, one entering and one leaving.

She was a little interested, but when she reached the entrance, she was stopped by an outstretched hand.

"Are you selling or buying?"

The questioner was a man with glasses, with old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses framed on the bridge of his low nose, and his whole face looked as if he had been flattened.

Song Jinhe raised his eyebrows: "Is there any difference?" ”

The man with glasses replied: "You need to pay a booth fee for sales, and if you buy it, you need to pay a deposit, as long as you don't disturb the order, the materials delivered when you go out will be returned to you." ”

Song Jinhe nodded, took out four boxes of biscuits from his backpack, and after taking a small wooden card engraved with numbers, the four of them walked into the trading area.

The venue is not small, about 500 square meters, and there is no shortage of people who are eager to try.

But as soon as these people attacked, they would be directly arrested, and they would be thrown out without even having a chance to resist.

Song Jinhe wandered aimlessly in front of the stall, and found that the exchanges on the surface were basically ordinary snacks or tattered clothes that I didn't know where to pick them up.

She was not interested in these things, Xu Qingkang and Xu Yuesheng, who were following her, wanted to exchange the materials she had brought over for something.

Song Jinhe saw their thoughts: "You guys should also go shopping, and let's gather at the exit when the time comes." ”

The father and son, who were allowed, chatted and left, ready to find some interesting toys or scripts for the little girl.