"Damn, I'm too lazy to tell you."

"What are you talking about? The people who manage this trading market are really smart. Why don't they make a movie? It's better to hand out two more tortillas. Doing these vain things all day long is boring!"

"Keep your voice down. If the patrol hears it, there won't be a movie later and I'll beat you to death on horseback!"

"I just said, don't let people tell the truth anymore!"

"Shut up!"

A tall, bald man standing in front of them turned his head and glared at Ah Bai.

"If you continue talking, I will sew your mouth shut!"

If he were outside the trading market, Abai would have bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

But now we are in the trading market and cannot fight. He is not weak at all.

"I can't speak yet. You are so lenient... Tsk, tsk, you think I am afraid of you just because you are muscular. If you have the ability, you can hit me, you can hit me, you can hit me~"

A Bai looked like he wanted to be beaten, which made the bald muscular man's face covered with black lines and his fists clenched.

But he endured it, leaned over and threatened: "I'm going to report you for speaking ill of the leaders of Oil City and saying that their leaders have a funny brain."

"I didn't say what you said. Do you have any evidence?" A Bai quickly denied.

The bald man said to the people around him: "Everyone heard it..."

The survivors who had long been unhappy with Ah Bai all looked at Ah Bai and said, "I heard you."

"I can also testify."

When you watch a movie, you just watch the movie. You insist on cursing and saying that it doesn’t look good. But you don’t leave if it doesn’t look good. You insist on making loud complaints and making noise, which seriously affects the people around you watching the movie.

Everyone's reaction made Ah Bai's face turn pale.

"I don't......"

As he spoke, he pushed through the crowd and walked out.

He didn't expect that his tried-and-tested trick wouldn't work this time.

With so many people testifying and complaining against me, if the patrol was really attracted, I would definitely not be able to afford it.

Over here at the trading market, Oil City is the sky.

If the patrol team really pursues the case, they will most likely be kicked out of the trading market, and their lives may even be in danger.

Here, no one can offend the trading market manager.

They hold the power of life and death.

In the absence of legal constraints, it would be easy for the patrol team to arrest someone if they really wanted to.

It just depends on whether they want to or not.

What's more, because there were so many moviegoers, in order to maintain order and avoid stampedes, Li Zhengping also sent some patrol members to maintain order here.

If that bald man really ran to find someone from the patrol, he wouldn't be able to escape.

Leave in despair.

It wasn't until he saw that no one was chasing him that A Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

When the bald man saw this noisy guy leaving, he didn't bother to argue with him.

He didn't want to ruin this rare opportunity to watch a movie.

...

Meng De, who was sent back by the east wind, gathered with Wang Ou and others today.

They stood on the edge watching the movie.

Suddenly, Wang Ou suddenly said to Meng De:

"Lao Meng, I've thought about it, let's join your Shanshan Village."

Meng De, who was watching a movie, heard this and quickly turned his head, with a surprised smile on his face.

He hit Wang Ou's chest hard and said, "Okay! You finally agreed."

Wang Ou smiled and asked, "Do you have any plans for the follow-up?"

Meng De watched the movie and said, "Let's talk about it later. Don't be in a hurry. It's hard to watch the movie once, but you may not be able to watch it again later."

"Okay." Wang Ou nodded.

.......

In the North District Jail.

Through the iron window, Zhang Chengcan saw the bustling crowd in the distance and the huge screen.

He couldn't see the screen, but he could hear the voices of the characters in the movie.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"They're actually watching a movie!"

When he came in today, he saw the scene in the trading market. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a large gathering of survivors in the apocalypse.

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Compared with them floating in the boundless sea, the trading market is paradise in his eyes!

There was envy in Zhang Chengcan's eyes, and he thought to himself: If only... I could become one of them.

Now that he is being held here, he doesn't know what the people in Oil City will do with them.

Several other foreign soldiers next door heard the sound of the movie.

Put your face against the iron window, there is a layer of electric grid outside, there is no way to escape.

Besides, they have nothing on them.

"FUCK! I can't take it anymore!"

"I want to be free, I don't want to stay here and wait to die..."

Tears behind bars.

Iron doors, iron windows, iron chains, holding on to the iron windows, I looked outside

Life outside is so beautiful. When will I return to my homeland?

Through the bars, the misery in their hearts reached its peak at this moment.

On the underground floor of the prison, in the dungeon.

The entire underground level contained Xu Zhi and Liu Hong from the northwest forces.

The last time Li Yu negotiated with Northwest, Li Yu originally wanted to return Xu Zhi and several prisoners to Northwest, but the boss of Northwest actually made a stand-in, and Li Yu took them all back to Oil City in anger.

And was imprisoned in the dungeon at the bottom.

There had never been prisoners in the Da Zhangshu base. Raising prisoners would be a waste of food. Even if he only raised one and gave him the minimum amount of food, Li Yu would not bear it. It always felt like it was too wasteful.

But for the current Da Zhangshu base, raising a few or even dozens of prisoners is not a problem.

Xu Zhide should be kept, and the northwest has not been solved. Keep Xu Zhi and the others alive, maybe it will be useful later.

Anyway, give them the minimum amount of food every day, as long as they don't starve to death.

Xu Zhi was originally old and had nothing to do while in prison.

After staring at the ceiling in a daze all day, his tolerance for mysophobia became much stronger after this period of torture.

He stared blankly at the paintings and writings all over the wall, which he scribbled on when he was bored.

He let out an old and heavy sigh:

"well......."

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