People who dare to peek are not all fools. They all know Zhou Pangpang's abilities and how much assets the Zhou family has? The strength is strong? Under the fierce and cold eyes of the little fat man, many people retreated. Of course, this is definitely not a fear of the fat man's fat body, but Tang Zi used his fists to let them understand that some people in this world are not easy to mess with.

The antonym of "smart" is "stupid". Many ignorant and fearless guys still haven't let Yang Lulu go. Just like this survival training, many senior students wanted to replace Zhou Pangpang's position. They sent a challenge letter to the fat man, wanting to ask him out and beat him up, warning him to stay away from Yang Lulu in the future. However, Zhou Pangpang also has his own wisdom. He ignored all the messy things and followed Yang Lulu wholeheartedly, making those guys who were deliberately making trouble angry, but couldn't really do anything to change the reality that had been foregone conclusion.

Yang Lulu held the knife and stared at the fat man with her eyes confused.

The little girl knew that she was a star in a public school, and she had hot and hot eyes staring at her everywhere. In Yang Lulu's opinion, the situation should have nothing to do with her personal charm. The shadow of life in peacetime still enveloped her. In Yang Lulu's subconscious, the teacher was still a terrible black demon, and her eyes emitted contemptuous and contemptuous eyes at any time and anywhere. The biggest killer move to deal with students is to "please parents" that are very pleasant. Because of parents' marriage and family, most of the people around her are hostile to them.

.Many parents warn their children to "don't hang out with that girl". Many old men and bad men always seduce themselves with gadgets such as popsicles and candies, wanting to bring the little girl back to the dark room and develop a friendship with each other naked... Well, this is almost the life of Yang Lulu. She was very scared, disgusted, and even extremely hated. Many times, Yang Lulu always feels that she should be grateful for the virus. If there were no zombies and no chaos, she might have been abandoned and became a discarded person of the glorious civilization.

Now, the many onlookers around him gathered together to a large extent because of Su Hao and others. Yang Lulu didn't think she was so beautiful. Her fierce and domineering style was enough to be discouraged by many men. Well, I admit that there was a handsome, tall, mighty and strong uncle who was indeed very arrogant. I heard that Su Hao had recently been promoted to brigade general, which made the male pursuers around him look even more crazy. Last month, as an example, there were twenty-two fights that Yang Lulu knew about. There were six unlucky guys who were beaten to death on the spot, and more than a dozen fools were beaten to waste. There was no legal checks and balances, and the moral framework was lost. People's inner madness and desire were completely aroused, and there was no difference between hitting people or injuring them.

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Next, kill the previous boxing champion on the spot. This approach is actually no different from the peace era, but the fierce winner will always break the throat of the dead on the spot, pick up the head and circle it around the field, while demonstrating his own force, and also auction the loser's head as a spoil. Once someone bids, the boss of the field will send someone to treat the head with anti-corrosion, dig out the brain, remove the flesh, brush varnish on the surface of the skull, carve the name of the dead on the top of the skull, and a series of achievements that have been achieved... This dead head with special treatment and special significance is now becoming the new favorite of wealthy civilians.

Driven by this perverted and terrible atmosphere, students in public schools do not often wear a few dead mandible jaw bones in their pockets. Some bold guys even string these bone blocks into necklaces or bracelets. It is said that this polished bone block has mysterious power, which can make the wearer stronger and generate more courage and strength.

In Yang Lulu's opinion, these statements and practices are simply farts. God knows whether those bones carry HIV? Will the souls of dead people possess from then on bring about nightmare? The world is becoming more and more terrifying. Civilization is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The violence and fierceness of the wilderness era are gradually becoming the basis of domination. Just around you, many of those classmates who are similar to themselves have become inappropriate. They like to sharpen their teeth, then wash them white, and raise their lips when they see people, showing off their two rows of sharp white teeth, looking like ghosts who specialize in eating people.

Fortunately, not all the people around me are crazy and idiots.

At least, Zhou Pangpang did a good job in this regard. He did not have the evil habit of wearing human bone necklaces, nor did he have the horror hobby of collecting dead heads. It is normal for the little fat man to look at him, and there are also the protection ingredients that most men should have for women in peacetime.

In the room more than ten meters away, there is a rat-shaped humanoid hidden. According to the biological view of the future world, this rat-shaped human is in the semi-evolutionary stage of juvenile stage. It is short and has an upright legs, and is only 1.4 or 5 meters tall. This test piece used to test students' practical ability is curled up in the corner of the house, looking through the gaps at Yang Lulu and Zhou Pangpang outside with fierce and terrifying eyes. While grinding their teeth, hesitating whether they should rush out to hunt for food or turn around and run away?

As a practical opponent of the student, the mutant creatures caught are not too strong or even weak. Although the comprehensive ability of this rat man is not as good as that of an adult, he is still broken one leg and makes movement more difficult. However, his sharp teeth and claws are its most useful weapons, enough to tear the flesh and break the throat.

Yang Lulu is a strengthening person, and her dispersed consciousness has long noticed the hidden position of the rat man. For her, dealing with such things is no different from stepping on an ant to death.

Zhou Pangpang avoided Yang Lulu's gaze.

The fat man felt very inferior. When he entered school, the higher he was, the higher he was, the higher he was. At that time, he had a wealthy father, who was an absolute rich second generation. He could eat enough every day, including canned food, fresh vegetables, and even candies, and other things. These conditions were undoubtedly the happiness that many civilians dream of, and even many students in public schools wanted to get it. Zhou Pangpang once thought that he could easily capture Yang Lulu's heart with these. But now, this fierce and domineering girl is getting taller and taller, becoming a big figure that she must look up to.

Besides, she is still a reinforcement person.

Zhou Pangpang felt his heart was ruptured and he was filled with too much frustration.

The fat man didn't know if Yang Lulu would like him? He knew that he had no advantages, could not beat him, and was not handsome. In this era when fucking stars were not as good as dogs, he was really worse than a soaking shit.

Of course, the fat man had some rather evil thoughts. He privately visited the black market and got some things like "aphrodisiac powder". According to the guy who sold medicine, these powders were amazingly powerful. Even the shrewd women of Sanzhen and Jiulie would fall down, hoping to stuff all the stick-shaped things in the world into the wet abyss.

Zhou Pangpang had many opportunities to put the medicine powder into Yang Lulu's meals and drinks, but he did not do that in the end. It was not out of fear, but the little fat man had watched an old movie "The Dream of the Bridge". He felt that true love should exist at the spiritual level, just like the heroine and the male protagonist, rather than just carnal desire.

Yang Lulu became more and more beautiful as she grew up, and she could be considered as full of glamor in public schools. But the more she did, the lower the fat man felt, and she felt that she had no chance at all.

Zhou Pangpang glanced at Yang Lulu, said nothing, walked around her, lowered his head, and continued to walk forward.

Yang Lulu was a little surprised and a little angry. She didn't like this feeling of being ignored, especially for fat people, which made her want to get angry.

So Yang Lulu speeded up and rushed to the fat man, blocked her way, and stared at him with a fierce look.

Under such fierce and angry eyes, the fat man began to tremble with guilt.

He has always been afraid of Yang Lulu, and now he is even more afraid.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yang Lulu smoothed her long hair in her ears, her eyes alert and confused: "Since yesterday, you have been in a daze. Haven't had enough sleep and started watching too many horror movies?"

The fat man felt instinctively angry at this problem, subconsciously raised his voice, and spoke very disdainful: "Horror movie? What impact does that kind of thing have on me?"

"Then why are you unenergized all day?"

Since the first question was rejected, Yang Lulu naturally used her imagination to expand the possibility to the extreme: "Say, what did you do? Looking for other women? Read pornographic comics? Or masturbate in front of you?

It is indeed surprising to say these words from a teenage girl. But it is nothing to think about it carefully. This is almost something that most men like to do in peacetime, and the common consequence of these things is that they are mentally depressed, seem dead, and have no interest in doing anything.

"How could I do those things? I'm not what you think——

Yang Lulu's words were sarcastic and mean. The little fat man's face was calm and calm. He was excited for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party would speak so without any room for anything. He screamed like a cat stepping on a soldering iron: "I, I, I am normal, it's normal-----"

"normal?"

Yang Lulu expressed serious doubts about this. She leaned close to the fat man, stared at his eyes for a few seconds before slowly standing up straight, muttering gloomy: "I really don't understand what you are thinking, do you have it?"

"Get out of here———"

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Pangpang's entire body suddenly rushed forward. He opened his eyes wide, shouted violently, and suddenly waved the hunting knife in his hand, slashing downward at a rapid and violent speed. Under the action of huge inertia, he flew past Yang Lulu like lightning.

The blade accurately hit the neck of the rat man who was attacking from behind the girl, and directly chopped off the hideous and ugly head. The blood gushed out from the broken neck and splashed the fat man's body, wet, as if he had just soaked in the blood hot spring.

The scene was thrilling. Zhou Pangpang never dreamed that in the room that was close to him, there was a humanoid hiding. This damn big mouse was very close to Yang Lulu, and he could not explain it much about the distance or speed, so he could only rush forward with a knife.

This is what a fucking man should do.

Yang Lulu was stunned, and she was just a little girl who was overly frightened and had not yet recovered from her mind.

Looking at her eyes, Zhou Pangpang wiped the knife hard on the rat man's body, and his confidence and superiority were restored again, occupying the entire brain thinking.

This made the fat man feel like a real man.

He took a deep breath, with courage and satisfaction, and no idea where he came from, he grabbed Yang Lulu's little hand, strode past the twitching rat corpse, and turned around toward the camp gate of the training area.

At this moment, the fat man's mind was full of impulsiveness and satisfaction. He forgot that Yang Lulu was a strengthening person, and he did not know that strengthening people have the ability to release consciousness and can detect the existence of the target earlier than ordinary people.

This is a secret, Yang Lulu will never tell the fat man.

The hand that Zhou Pangpang held was a little sweaty, but Yang Lulu didn't want to pull it back, she just wanted him to hold it like this

Xinyan once said that at the right time, a man should be slightly satisfied. Let him feel stronger than himself, and a small, false, and indispensable sense of superiority.

New Chengdu Base City, District A.

This is a hall of more than 50 square meters, with only sofas and coffee tables in furniture. They are all high-end goods obtained by mercenaries and hunters from abandoned cities, without any damage, and can be sold at a very high price on the market.

There are cigarettes on the coffee table, and in the small cart next to it, there are tea, coffee and alcoholic beverages for free access. These things are also valuable and are luxury goods that only rich people can enjoy.

Zhou Xiaohan sat at the top of the sofa, smiling at Xianghuan on both sides, greeting the other people, scattering smoke and offering tea.

Now Zhou Xiaohan has become one of the business tycoons with the right to speak in the New Chengdu Base City.

In the city, he opened forty-six stores of different specifications, with business scope involving food transactions, mutant biological recycling, frivolous goods exchange, weapon trading and other industries. Of course, pornography, gambling and various entertainment projects are indispensable.

Outside the city, Zhou Xiaohan set up dozens of temporary shops. Compared with the shops based on existing houses in the base city, the shops outside the city are just a tent and several tables. Although it is simple, their business scope covers everything about refugees, which are almost all involved from daily life to spiritual level.

In just a few months, Zhou Xiaohan has completed the first phase of commercial expansion. He has an armed force of 200 people and is well-equipped, including hunters and mercenaries with rich combat experience. At present, the "Zhou Group" accounts for about 11% of the commercial share in the surrounding areas of New Chengdu. In addition to normal business behavior, Zhou Xiaohan is of course too forced to buy, sell, threaten, tempt, kill, and set fire. However, compared with the wealthy consortium that often destroys people, Zhou Xiaohan's group can only be regarded as an emerging force, without much power, and all the commercial share seized is obtained from other small merchants. Because of this, the powerful wealthy consortium has no disgust towards the "Zhou", but it is not close to each other, and just watches coldly.

Of course, this is not about ignoring Zhou Xiaohan's growth, but about giving him enough development opportunities and space. Just like big fish eating small fish, food that is too small usually cannot attract any appetite. The same is true for small businessmen. Only when a group that develops to a certain scale is the target they are truly interested in and want to swallow and occupy.

In addition to Zhou Xiaohan, there are four other people in the hall. They are all group leaders of the same size as the "Zhou Family".

Zhou Xiaohan had a polite smile on his face, but his tone was extremely serious: "I want to hear your opinions on the proposal just now."

The four men sitting on the sofa had different expressions. Some looked at each other and communicated secretly with their eyes; some were meditating alone; and the other was just smoking, covering their entire body in the depths of the pungent smoke.

Today's party was actually a private meeting. Zhou Xiaohan proposed: "Zhou Group" is willing to take out some weapons and fuel to exchange corresponding quantities of food to the four groups.

"I'm very sincere."

The silence scene was embarrassing, and Zhou Xiaohan had to repeat the topic that had been said again: "Although the weapons are old-style "95" rifles, they are well maintained, with sufficient ammunition, and there is no problem with maintaining the machinery. If you need fuel, I can try my best to satisfy them, whether it is diesel or gasoline."

Still no one answered.

To be fair, this is indeed a good deal. Whether it is weapons or fuel, in the world after the Black Era, it is enough to trigger crazy hard currency. The exchange price given by Zhou Xiaohan is not low, and it can even be considered fair. However, in the eyes of many wealthy consortiums, the "Zhou Family" still lacks its foundation and can only be regarded as a nouveau riche. Although there is no direct conflict of interest between the two sides, watching such a guy suddenly rise up still makes people feel angry and indignant.

This attitude has affected many people. Even the four group leaders invited here inevitably looked down on Zhou Xiaohan and instinctively developed the idea of ​​"Will this transaction be a scam?"
Chapter completed!