Seeing Shang Jianyao's smile, Su Na slowly raised her hand and took the "United 202" pistol.
The cold and hard touch was transmitted to her brain, making her seem to be holding a cane to help her walk, and she gained some strength out of thin air.
"Can you use it?" Jiang Baimian asked.
"I've used shotguns and shotguns before." Suna said hesitantly, "I think it should be about the same."
"I will use it, I have used it in our perimeter." Another girl in her early twenties blurted out.
Jiang Baimian asked her with a smile:
"What's your name?"
"Li Qiong." The girl looked at the beautiful lady in front of her with bright eyes.
"Who else will use it? Including submachine guns and various rifles." Jiang Baimian looked around.
Among the original group of grey earth prostitutes, several women slowly raised their hands.
Jiang Baimian said with a gentle smile:
"You will be responsible for teaching everyone to use such guns in the future. The more people there are, the stronger your strength will be, and the more you will be able to gain a firm foothold in Prime City.
"Is there a place to practice?"
"Yes." Suna replied hurriedly, "There is a shooting range under the building, which is used by the boss and the others for practice."
"Ogg." Shang Jianyao emphasized that it was no longer their boss.
"Yes, Aug." Suna glanced at the current servant of the original boss and said the name.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Don't be afraid of wasting bullets, you can recycle the casings when you run out of bullets, you can buy new ones, and when a person dies, there is nothing left.
"We'll come back with a batch of bullets. There's a discount. It's definitely the lowest price in the Green Olive area."
"Hmm." Su Na, Li Qiong and others nodded frequently.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Genava, who had already spread their instincts around and monitored the audience, and said to the group of women who were still a little dazed and frightened:
"Actually, I know that it is very difficult to support so many of you with just one restaurant, even if it can really be done. It should be possible before the old world is destroyed, the new calendar may have to wait another ten years, two ten years or more.
"Outside of the restaurant, you have to desperately look for other opportunities and do all kinds of things to really fill your stomach and imagine the future.
"It's going to be tiring and full of risks. Do you think it's better not to be rescued and to keep in the same state as before?"
As soon as she finished speaking, several of the group of women answered in unison:
"Do not!
"We look forward to being rescued every day."
Bai Chen, who was not too far away from them, was stunned when he heard it, and turned his head aside.
"Really?" Jiang Baimian asked back.
Among the group of women, a tall, nearly 1.7 meters tall, quite charming woman took a few steps forward and said with a bitter smile:
"I've been here for almost three years, and the ones who have stayed longer than me are only four or five, why do you think this is
"No one here cares about our health, no one cares whether we will get sick, whether we will be infected. Many people have only been here for two years, and they are very sick, their bodies are festering, and then they are carried to small rooms. Locked up, hoping to be cured easily, but most of them died not long after.
"There is still hope that this can be cured. Those who have no hope are directly carried to the port and thrown into the river. In another year, in a few months, maybe I will be like this, and so will they."
Another woman sobbed and added:
"I have a good friend, we were sold here together, and she was less than a year old when she got sick and covered with things... She was dying, lying in that dark room, moaning against the air Say 'Xiaozhen, I want to see the sun... Xiaozhen, I want the potato cakes my mother made...'
"She, she's only nineteen years old!"
The woman named "Xiaozhen" suddenly squatted down and burst into tears.
Originally, the grey earth women wiped away their tears one after another, some sobbed and some cried.
At this moment, Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little ashamed.
He was hesitant to stop Shang Jianyao before.
When the crying subsided a little, Jiang Baimian sighed and said:
"After that, we have to unite and protect each other.
"In the first city, in the green olive area, a single person, or even two or three people, can easily be oppressed by the gangsters, and there is no way to count on the sheriff. You can only open up the space if you hold your weapons tightly and have so many people back to back. own living space.”
The women nodded one after another with tears in their eyes.
At this time, Suna hesitated and said:
"I have another question."
"What?" Jiang Baimian asked with a gentle smile.
Suna pointed to Auger and others:
"You said before that they would be our servants in a short period of time, they would listen to us and would not resist, but we don't understand Honghe language, we only know some words related to cooking, and we can't communicate with them or give orders. them."
Jiang Baimian had long considered this issue and took out a machine from the tactical backpack behind him.
"This is a translator. It can help you translate Honghe language into gray soil language, and vice versa."
The translation machine was one of the "Old Tuning Group's" gains in Tarnang, where electronics are very cheap anyway.
After teaching Su Na, Li Qiong, Xiaozhen and others how to use the translation machine, Jiang Baimian coughed lightly:
"I'd like to stress one more thing."
The women raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes turned to her.
"The translation machine is just a stopgap measure, uh, it means that there are many problems. What if it breaks down one day? Besides, with so many of you, how can one translation machine be enough?" Listening attentively to himself, he sternly stated his intention, "You must master Honghe language as soon as possible, at least you must be able to cope with daily communication, um, this translator can be used to help you learn Honghe language, and I will also organize one. A simple textbook will come out, and I will teach you a lesson for a period of time."
Su Na, Li Qiong and the others did not feel embarrassed, and responded with surprise and joy:
"it is good!"
"Um!"
"OK!"
"… "
They looked at Jiang Baimian with longing in their eyes.
Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and turned to say:
"Ogg and their related people and things, we will handle it, what you need to do now is to take over the servants and take over here, uh...
The business of 'Wolf's Den' must be stopped. The excuse is that there is a strange infectious disease. The cannabis business can be maintained for the time being, mainly to avoid being discovered by regular customers..."
She methodically arranged what everyone needed to do, and handed out the guns owned by Ogg and others.
During this process, Bai Chen helped her fill in the omissions—this was concentrated in areas where she had no experience.
Then, under the guidance of the "Leading Party", Shang Jianyao took the list that he had sorted out, and visited those people in the building who had a close relationship with Oger and the others, and successfully "convinced" them to let them Happy to choose to cooperate with Su Na, Li Qiong and others.
After all this was over, the time was approaching ten o'clock, and the night was very dark.
Shang Jianyao walked out of the eight-story building where the "Wolf's Den" was located, looked at the list in his hand, and said in a small talk:
"There is only one person left, Terence, the second boss of their 'Black Shirt Party'."
Before, the "Old Tune Group" had already known the background of "Wolf Den" from Auger's mouth:
It is the industry of the "Black Shirt Party" organization and one of their important financial resources. It is directly managed by the second boss, Terence, and Oger is his cronie.
—The "Black Shirt Party" was one of the larger gangs in the city at first, and it was inextricably linked with the upper classes.
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Don't be in a hurry. It's easy for him to notice something wrong when I suddenly visited Terence so late, so I'll take Ogg there tomorrow morning."
Shang Jianyao put away the list and mentioned another detail:
"In Auger's memory, Terence is a bit mysterious, and seems to be involved with some religious people..."
Having said that, he raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth.
"Be careful then." Jiang Baimian nodded.
After discussing this matter, she turned back subconsciously and glanced at the building where "Wolf's Den" was located.
Part of the room upstairs was dark, and part of it was lit with yellowish lights.
Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze, smiled and sighed at Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Genava:
"I can finally deeply understand the meaning of An Ruxiang's words now."
She paused, her expression became very complicated and said:
"There's a real light in their eyes."