I’m the City Lord of the Last Days

After clarifying the long-term goal, Song Xingcheng cheered up again, and her little head, which was down and drooping, was raised up again, and she followed He Qianshan towards the shop.

As for the zombies, the man screaming loudly before did not attract the zombies, which is enough to show that there are not many zombies left in the supermarket.

Han Qinmin had been walking behind He Qianshan and Song Xingcheng, with a serious expression, but his eyes were erratic. He felt that he might have seen something extraordinary.

Song Xingcheng made a big mistake and almost included himself in it. Not only did the boss not give a single harsh criticism, but he also tried to comfort him in different ways? ? ?

Han Qinmin couldn\'t help thinking that what the executives of the He Group were most afraid of after they made a mistake was to report to the big boss for self-criticism. The boss is usually indifferent and ruthless enough, and when he reprimands people, his mouth is so vicious that it makes people want to hide in their mother\'s womb.

Well, Young Master Song is not a subordinate, but the boss wasn\'t so tolerant and kind to his friends before, right? Tsk, then what attitude should he treat the young master of the Song family?

Three words instantly appeared in Han Qinmin\'s mind, whose brain had broken through the sky: Boss lady!

Then he was surprised by himself, what happened? Is his head broken? Feeling deeply that he was making a mistake thinking about it, Han Qinmin quickly forcibly withdrew his brain, with a more serious expression.

Only his erratic gaze but not daring to fall, not daring to fall but still glancing at He Qianshan and Song Xingcheng from time to time revealed a little bit of abnormality.

It didn\'t take long for the three of them to find a clothing store, and each of them chose suitable clothes and stuffed them into the shopping cart.

When he searched near the fitting room, He Qianshan vaguely heard movement in the fitting room, and then found the survivors hiding in the fitting room. There are still quite a few people, clerks plus customers, add up to eighteen people hiding in four small fitting rooms.

Song Xingcheng slid back a few steps almost the moment he saw the person, leaning against a row of wardrobes against the wall, round

The round eyes looked vigilantly at the survivor who came out of the fitting room.

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of grass ropes for ten years, Song Xingcheng can\'t accept that someone he doesn\'t trust is too close to him.

He has realized that to him with a gun in his hand, zombies are not the scariest thing, but humans are. He didn\'t want to be shorter than "Song Xingcheng" in the novel.

He Qianshan glanced at Song Xingcheng, with a sense of comfort in his quiet eyes, then turned to the survivors who came out of the fitting room, and briefly introduced the current situation:

"The zombies in the supermarket have basically been cleaned up. If you are careful, you can leave the supermarket smoothly."

"Then, what about outside?"

The husband of a frightened husband and wife who hugged each other asked one more question.

He Qianshan glanced at the other party, but did not answer, but continued to pick up suitable clothes on his own. The couple looked at each other with ugly faces, not knowing that they were being angered.

The scene fell silent for a moment. A middle-aged man holding his daughter looked at the child in his arms, then at the young wife and young son next to him, and suddenly asked He Qianshan:

"Sir, my name is Tian Qiufeng. I am a retired military soldier with eight years of service experience. I can use firearms proficiently. I am willing to follow you and completely obey orders! My wife Xiaozhen is a nurse with solid nursing skills. Both of us are willing to follow you , there is only one request, hoping to take care of our children."

Tian Qiufeng\'s words caught He Qianshan\'s attention. His eyes fell on Tian Qiufeng, and he looked him up and down. Tian Qiufeng was probably in his thirties, and his figure was still lean and strong. He didn\'t seem to lack daily exercise.

To be an eight-year old soldier, his professional ability should be very good. He Qianshan was a little interested, so he signaled to Han Qinmin: "Arrange it."

Han Qinmin nodded in response, and then beckoned for Tian Qiufeng\'s family to follow him.

Han Qinmin was a retired special soldier, and he had his own way of greeting people of his kind to verify the news. In addition, he also simply tested Chetian Qiufeng\'s shooting ability.

Although his boss didn\'t say it clearly, Han Qinmin and Zheng Nianhao, who had been by He Qianshan\'s side all the time, knew in their hearts that their boss seemed to have a way to get guns and weapons.

In the last days, it is not enough to have weapons, there must be loyal people who use them.

Tian Qiufeng was lucky. He recommended himself to the boss early on. If his status is good and his strength is good, he has a good chance of being reused.

After Han Qinmin tested Tian Qiufeng\'s shooting ability, he took Tian Qiufeng\'s family to the storage area.

To be safe, Tian Qiufeng\'s wife and children were handed over to Zheng Nianhao to take care of him, and Tian Qiufeng, who passed the test of Han Qinmin, was brought to He Qianshan again.

He Qianshan trusted Han Qinmin\'s vision, directly took out a rifle and handed the pistol to Tian Qiufeng, and then arranged for him to collect supplies.

Employers do not suspect, suspects do not. He Qianshan understands that there is a certain danger in spreading guns, but this danger is only a small problem compared to the threat of zombies.

The most important thing is that only He Qianshan can provide magazines. As long as the supply of magazines is blocked, the threat posed by the spread guns is limited.

He Qianshan\'s harvesting speed of weapons is not slow. Basically, every shop can pick up three to five items, and supermarkets can even see faintly flashing system items when walking, ranging from guns, magazines to A lot of medical supplies have been accumulated, most of which are stored in the system backpack.

The system backpack does not occupy real space and has no actual weight. Currently, the level 1 system backpack has a storage capacity of 100. He Qianshan puts more than 30 various firearms and more than 40 various types of magazines.

The actual backpack used to cover the system backpack also contained more than a dozen magazines. In short, the weapon resources in his hands were sufficient.

Tian Qiufeng took the gun excitedly, determined to be worthy of He Qianshan\'s trust.

Most of the other survivors in the clothing store didn\'t have the courage to leave. They realized that He Qianshan and his party would not forcefully drive others away, so they simply stayed and wandered in the store.

This is a pain for Song Xingcheng, he is now very nervous about strangers approaching, every time he senses someone approaching, he will immediately turn around, face the approaching person, and never show his back to strangers.

Although Song Xingcheng put on a vigilant expression unwilling to communicate, the survivors who were eager to know the news from the outside world did not let him go easily, and tried to find out the news from him in every possible way.

Seeing Song Xingcheng\'s sour face, He Qianshan directly led him away from the clothing store, leaving behind Han Qinmin with a paralyzed face, letting others ask questions without affecting his speed of collecting supplies at all.

After an hour of intensive collection, almost all the valuable materials in the supermarket and surrounding shops were collected, and the five large trucks and one refrigerated truck in the storage area were full again. He Qianshan signaled to leave the team and return.

"The transportation task has been completed. Those who want to leave and go home stand on the left. Those who are willing to stay and drive the truck to the designated location to help unload the goods. Those who want to be escorted stand on the right."

Zheng Nianhao got He Qianshan\'s approval, raised his eyes, and helped carry it for a while.

17 survivors of supplies in the afternoon said.

The 14 employees and 3 customers kept thinking about which reward to choose after learning the content of the reward. At this time, when they heard that the task was finally over and the reward began to be paid, they were immediately excited and made a choice quickly.

In the end, 14 people expressed their desire to leave directly with their guns.

He Qianshan easily took out 14 pistols from his backpack like a treasure bag, and after briefly explaining how to use them, he signaled them to leave.

The three people who chose to stay were all old employees of the supermarket, including Manager Ma, Zhao Zhenhai who stood up first, and a middle-aged female employee.

The 14 people who received the guns each took a piece of supplies and left in a hurry. When He Qianshan and his party were about to leave, the other survivors hiding in the warehouse couldn\'t hold back anymore, jumped out to stop them, and blocked them in front of the truck. Walk.

"The things in this supermarket don\'t belong to your family. Anyone who sees them has a share. You have moved so much, shouldn\'t you give us guns as compensation?"

The man who had mocked Song Xingcheng before hurriedly rushed to the front, yelling loudly, holding a sharp knife in his hand and aiming at the tires of the truck, he would not make it easier for He Qianshan and his party if a picture did not meet his requirements look like.

This man finally jumped out in front of people instead of hiding in a corner with a sly look, and Song Xingcheng finally saw his face clearly. It really had a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, crooked eyes and slanted mouth.

"That\'s right, you have moved away too much, you are too domineering, and you simply don\'t leave a way for others to survive."

"We are also employees of the supermarket, why don\'t we give us points if we have guns?"

"We really can\'t do anything, pity us, we don\'t even dare to go out of the warehouse without guns."

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The other people following the man also echoed, some with a righteous expression, some with a guilty conscience, and some with a sad face.

Manager Ma was dumbfounded when he saw this, and he was so anxious that he shouted loudly:

"The whole supermarket is owned by Mr. He. What\'s the matter with you when he moves his own stuff? Hurry up and get out of the way, don\'t stand here and embarrass me!"

Most of the troublemakers were supermarket employees, and Manager Ma deeply felt that what they did made him feel ashamed.

The troublemakers actually knew the truth in their hearts, but they had no other choice. They wanted to go home, but they dared not leave the supermarket without a gun in their hands. So when the men secretly joined forces to encourage them, they were all moved and expressed that they would follow along to put pressure on them. At this moment, even if he dodged his eyes, his body still firmly blocked the way, preventing He Qianshan and his party from leaving.

He Qianshan stopped the excited Manager Ma with a gesture, and his dark eyes swept across the barriers one by one.

The eight survivors on the road, except for the leading man, all avoided his sight.

"Heh." With a sneer, He Qianshan raised his hand and aimed the gun at the leading man.

The man was startled, but he had already anticipated such a possibility before, so he forced his mouth and said: "You shoot! You dare not shoot! If I do something wrong, I won\'t let you go!"

He yelled loudly, but actually facing the threat from the muzzle of the gun, the man was so frightened that his whole body was trembling. The more this is the case, the angrier he feels in his heart. These rich people are just born to good parents. What\'s the big deal? If he can seize the opportunity of this drastic change in the situation, with a gun in his hand, he will definitely be able to make a splash!

Thinking of this, the man held back and didn\'t back down, but was about to continue yelling, but when he opened his mouth, there was a "bang", and He Qianshan on the opposite side shot.