Sun Meng watched Wu Han turn off the radio station and then fell into deep thought. She rubbed her cute chin and said in surprise:

"You two have been talking about a lot of useless nonsense, is that over?"

Hearing the sound, Wu Han spread his hands helplessly, then shrugged and said:

"This is also impossible. Everyone has no support in their hearts, and they dare not explain the details to strangers. Who is not afraid of suddenly rushing in to rob when they go to bed at night? Do you think it is still the same world as before? Oh! No, it will never be. Whoever has the fist in the current world is big and hard enough, so if you have the intention to harm others, we can ignore it, and you must not be without the intention to guard against others. Mengmeng, remember my words, if you want to live, you must remember this iron rule. If you forget it, the death period will come."

When Wu Han, who was on the Peach Blossom Land, the fat-headed and big-eared Zhao Manxiong, who was really like a bear, hesitated and pondered in front of the radio station for a long time and did not move. While rubbing the nose of the hook, he gently tapped the table with his fingers, and put on a thought of a thinker.

After years of divorce from his ex-wife, Zhao Manxiong just married a young wife three years older than his non-mainstream only daughter. His life was very enjoyable. The scrap purchase station run in Guangzhou was also good. However, some time ago, Zhao Manxiong was involved in the trouble of buying stolen goods. He caused an official crime for no reason. As the saying goes: If you don’t enter the official family, you won’t go to hell after death. Zhao Manxiong naturally didn’t want to taste how the flavor of steamed buns that had been made for decades in the detention center is unique. He ran away overnight and left his young wife to return to his hometown in the countryside far away in the mountains and ridges, intending to hide for a while before talking about it.

It was exactly the old saying that the old man who lost his horse was a blessing. In advance, Zhao Manxiong never expected that it was the disaster of the starry night that made him avoid the edge of the nuclear war and saved his life by accident. All kinds of changes could only make people sigh that fate was changing.

"Boss, was that boy fooling people just now? The northeast is already cold, and we are all so cold here that we are still alive. Can we still have a living place?"

Don’t look at Zhao Manxiong’s kind-hearted appearance in normal times, and someone next to him was anxious for him. The tough guy who made Wu Han sweat coldly just now spoke again, still speaking in a standard hooligan accent.

This man who is not shocking and never stops dead, his name is Song Rong. He is also a distant relative who Zhao Manxiong can play.

In terms of seniority, Song Rong should have called Zhao Manxiong a cousin. However, Zhao Manxiong has been in the Pearl River Delta for so many years. He thought this local name was too old-fashioned and afraid that outsiders would laugh at him, so he simply asked Song Rong to change his words to the boss. God knows that Song Rong had a wrong nerve in his head and refused to do so. It is said that after graduating from high school, he squatted at home for more than two years. During that time, Song Rong watched too many Hong Kong comics and Cantonese gangster movies and CDs flowing from Hong Kong. Therefore, he strictly demanded himself wholeheartedly and was ready to devote himself to the development of the beautiful and glorious community and join the very promising profession of the young and dandy. In order to achieve this great goal, Song Rong had to pull Zhao Manxiong to call him the boss.

After Zhao Manxiong corrected it several times in succession, he saw that he could not resist the stubborn bull, so he had to go with Song Rong's temperament.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Manxiong smiled slightly at Song Rong with a bandit-like face, lit a freshly rolled earth cigarette, took two sips, and said slowly:

"Yes, it's hard to survive in the Northeast, but I always feel that what he is telling the truth."

"The truth? Boss, we can't let people shake it! I think this kid is treacherous and must be a rebellious boy..."

Song Rong is almost a three-dimensional three-dimensional projection version of the adjective of developed limbs and simple minds. When he follows Zhao Manxiong, who is still good at brainpower, he becomes more and more lazy to use his brains. He does whatever Zhao Manxiong says, and he has no opinion at all. Speaking of which, Zhao Manxiong likes Song Rong's personality very much. After all, he uses a simple minded reckless man, no matter how he looks at it, it is better than raising those guys who are not familiar with him!

After the ashes were blown off, Zhao Manxiong maintained that mysterious smile and said:

"Hahaha, it just sounds too outrageous, so it seems like the truth. If you want to make up a lie to deceive people, will you make up a lie that makes people doubt it as soon as you hear it? No, no one with a little brain will do this. I am 90% sure that the boy named Wu is telling the truth."

For the sake of convenience, Song Rong, who had a bald head, seemed to have also gotten open at this moment. He nodded, but he didn't know if he really understood or just agreed to Zhao Manxiong. After a while, Song Rong seemed to have finally turned his rigid mind. He slapped his hands suddenly and said:

"Boss, it seems like there is still 10% left?"

Hearing this, Zhao Manxiong finally couldn't help frowning again after hearing this. He glared at Song Rong fiercely for a long time, and finally he could only sigh helplessly and said:

"Well, the other party is too scheming and deliberately sells obvious flaws. Then you can't use common sense to infer it, but the probability is not high. OK, you keep calling! Remember to add the other party's communication frequency to the contact list. Don't be lazy, these people will come in handy in the future."

After saying that, Zhao Manxiong got up and left the seat, and continued to talk to Song Rong. He was worried that his IQ would drop to the same low level, which would be really embarrassing.

Outside the tent where the radio station was placed was a flashing campfire. The crowds were shuttled and accompanied by noisy speeches, which seemed to be a small village, but the light around it was a little dim. This large camp seemed to be built in a place where the sun was gone.

In the news just now, Zhao Manxiong did not tell the truth to Wu Han. Including himself, there were a total of over 100 people in this residential site located in the natural cave, of which about 60% were young and middle-aged men. In fact, the worst situation that Wu Han was deeply afraid of was also something Zhao Manxiong was afraid of. For example, this natural cave that was almost constant temperature provided a place for these survivors who escaped the nuclear strike. The water source and considerable number of fishing catches from the underground river are priceless. No matter what the reason is, Zhao Manxiong will not risk revealing his own situation to outsiders with unknown roots to know.
Chapter completed!