The sound of vehicles driving into the entrance of the village attracted many eyes. They hid behind the curtains and carefully watched the outsiders.
"There are no zombies anymore." Zhang Qinqin was surprised, she wanted to push the door and get out of the car.
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"Wait a minute." Ji Cha and Liang Jincheng stopped her movement at the same time. At this time, an empty village without zombies may not be completely safe.
Liang Jincheng walked the car around to the side of the warehouse far away from the village house, and then carefully confirmed that there was no one in front of and behind their car, and then let the three of them get out of the car together.
Kantou Village is a large village with thousands of people. The warehouse is located at the end of the village, half facing the village and the other facing the open farmland. The rent is cheap because of its low location and remote location.
At this time, the door of the warehouse was tightly locked, but the lock was a very simple old lock, not like a lock that would be used for security in the warehouse.
"This warehouse may have been controlled by the villagers." Liang Jincheng looked around and said.
Sure enough, before Ji Cha, who was holding a lock cutting tool in his hand, stepped forward to make a move, five young men ran up from a distance, all holding self-defense weapons in their hands, and shouted, "Stop!"
Ji Cha clenched the pliers in his hand and hung them down, muttering, "At least there are no zombies around here."
Otherwise, wouldn't that choking voice just now be enough
Seeing this, Zhang Qinqin immediately turned back to the car and took the three-section stick, holding it tightly in her hand, staring at the person coming.
The five young men were all different in height, short, fat and thin. The only thing they had in common was the defensive and displeased eyes they looked at Ji Cha and the three of them. They pointed at Liang Jincheng aggressively, probably thinking that he was the most threatening among the three, "You guys Where did you come from, what do you want to do, you better get out of here, or you will be killed!"
"This warehouse was rented by my friend, and he let me come and get the materials." Ji Cha told the young people in front of him one by one the information Zhang Xing had told him about his friend from the Kaiwabao online store. The twists and turns probably can't be considered cheating, after all, Ji Cha thought, the villagers rented this warehouse to Zhang Xing's friends, but they really didn't have the right to control the things inside.
When the five young men heard Ji Cha's words, they obviously felt that the information was right. Although social functions have been completely paralyzed now, people still think that life will return to the original state in the near future, so they still have a certain respect for the original property.
"Then, then I'm going to talk to the village chief." One of the young people said, his words loosened a bit.
"What are you talking about!" Another young man quickly interrupted him, and said in a vicious voice, "The rent for this warehouse has not been paid for several months, and you still want to take back the contents for nothing? You can either take the money or the grain Come change."
Ji Cha had already prepared for this, he raised his hand to stop the young man from speaking behind, and said, "That's fine, I have the money, you first ask someone to open the warehouse, let's go in and have a look."
The young man hesitated.
Liang Jincheng smiled and said, "There are so many of you, are you still afraid of the three of us?"
"Hey, you wait." One of the young men turned around and ran back, looking like he was going to get the key.
"Hey, I think the situation in your village is not bad." Ji Cha spoke to the young man.
With the premise of being able to trade, the atmosphere on the scene cooled down a lot.
The young man who made the harsh sound just now took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a deep puff and said, "It's not bad, there are also many people who are sick in our village, but the killing is very fast, and the zombies are stopped from biting people early. Almost half of them died."
"That's right, the TV is talking nonsense about the spread of the virus. Isn't this the movie coming true?" Another young man also said.
"Where is your place?" the young man asked, "Why are you taking the risk to get materials now?"
Ji Cha played sloppy eyes with them, "Hey, we are not as good as you here, the zombies are not clean yet, my wife," he said, putting his arm on Zhang Qinqin's shoulder, "My wife gave birth to a daughter for me last year, other The place is good, but she loves to cry and make a fuss, don’t you think it’s fatal at this time, the zombie’s ears are like detectors, seeing the sky coming out of my yard, I have to find something for her that can insulate the sound?”
Liang Jincheng looked at Ji Cha's hand on Zhang Qinqin, his face was already a little dark, and after hearing what Ji Cha said, his face became even darker.
While the young man looked away, he immediately raised his hand and fiddled with Ji Cha's hand that was on Zhang Qinqin's body.
Ji Cha:?
Zhang Qinqin:?
There was no loophole in Ji Cha's words. The young people present connected him with his father's identity, and immediately recognized him a little more, "That's also true. The son of our old Wang's family in the village also loves to cry. I found him here a few days ago. It’s really useful to go back with some soundproofing material.”
Having said that, the young man who ran to get the key in front also ran back. He panted and opened the lock of the rolling gate. The things in the warehouse were scattered, and it was obvious that a lot of them had been taken away by the villagers.
The young man guided Ji Cha to the area where the sound insulation materials were stored, but fortunately there were quite a lot of them here.
Before going out, in order to prevent accidents outside, Ji Cha brought more than 10,000 yuan in cash with him, and endured the heartache to bring out two bags of white noodles, fearing that the other party would not get in.
"One hundred yuan a piece, you can move as much as you want." The young man quoted a price.
Ji Cha was a pain in the ass, but in order for the chickens to lay eggs and crow with peace of mind, he still took out a stack of ten thousand yuan bills, took out a small stack and handed it over, "I want a hundred yuan, and I'll give you these first. You help me move it to the car and I will give you the rest of the money."
The young man in the lead took the money Ji Cha handed him, counted it casually, then turned to his companion and said, "Forty-three."
The eyes of several people changed, they looked at each other, then turned to Ji Cha and said, "Then let's move together."
Liang Jincheng saw their expressions in his eyes, slowly clenched his five fingers hanging by his side, and then loosened them quietly.
One hundred yuan of soundproof cotton is not heavy, and it is easier for several people to carry it together. Liang Jincheng and Ji Cha moved 30 yuan together, and Zhang Qinqin also carried 10 yuan each, but the rest of the young people were very slow. When Ji Cha came back from the trip and saw that there were only four of them left, he asked suspiciously, "Why are you missing one person?"
The remaining fifty-seven large red banknotes were still stuffed in his trouser pockets, half of them exposed outside, which was very eye-catching. . Ji Cha thinks that the follow-up has no value, but in some people's eyes, it is still a source of evil.
At this time, Zhang Qinqin had finished moving and was about to turn back and continue, but from the corner of her eyes, she saw one of the young people who were present just now leading a group of people rushing this way. She immediately sensed something was wrong, Zhang Qinqin carefully bent down to wrap the three-section stick in her clothes, and then walked quickly towards Ji Cha.
"There's no rush," the young man said with a smile, "Take your time, we'll move it for you."
Zhang Qinqin walked behind Ji Cha and poked his palm with a three-section stick. Ji Cha understood, and held the three-section stick in his hand without looking back. Liang Jincheng couldn't do anything about it, and the atmosphere in the warehouse became tense again.
"You want to buy so many good things for 10,000 yuan?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded, and everyone followed the reputation. The young man who had just left was now walking in the crowd with a dozen men. From the way the person who spoke looked at him and how he spoke, Ji Cha deduced that he might be the head of Kantou Village.
"Otherwise, how much more do you want?" Ji Cha frowned, they might have been blackmailed.
"How many yuan have they loaded in the car now?" the village head asked.
"Forty yuan." The young man replied.
"That's enough, forty or ten thousand yuan is cheaper for them." The village chief said, then pointed to Ji Cha and the others, making sure that the three of them would not dare to mess around in front of so many people again, "you three should take the rest Take out the money, and then take this point away, or you don’t have to go!”
Ji Cha's teeth itch in anger, but he also knows that there are too many people in Kantou Village at this time, so they can't be arrogant. He took a step back, and was about to withdraw the remaining money so that everyone could escape smoothly, when Liang Jincheng's hand suddenly pressed his hand.
Ji Cha turned her head, her eyes widened silently, why are you pressing my ass!
Liang Jincheng didn't seem to notice, but patted Ji Cha's hand again. Ji Cha thought it was comforting, but it was really more like slapping his butt twice!
The location was wrong and the situation was wrong, Ji Cha's face was still a little red.
"To give or not to give?" The village head said arrogantly, "Are you asking for money or life?"
"Do you still dare to kill people?" Liang Jincheng's eyes slowly swept over them. The people in front of them were just relying on the strength of their numbers, and they could tell at a glance.
"Don't think we are afraid," the two young men jumped out and said bravely, "We were the ones who killed so many zombies, and that would be murder."
Liang Jincheng sneered, and while pulling Ji Cha behind him, he said, "Sorry, we're going to order the one hundred yuan item, and you don't want the rest."
"You're the only one who can talk big!" The village head reprimanded, "Everyone surround me with people, clean up after a while, and see if they dare to pretend to be awesome!"
"I'm talking big because," Liang Jincheng threw off the three-section stick casually, pulled the village head in front of him like lightning, and then grabbed his throat with the handle of the three-section stick, which instantly made him feel the pain of suffocation. In pain, Liang Jincheng looked down at his face coldly, "I know you don't have the guts to kill people, and I know you are afraid of death."