Heavy Armoured Truck In Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 61: No tolls were paid

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One o'clock in the afternoon.

Shen Cong found a dozen bright spots on the radar map and moved over quickly. The camera on the roof also quickly captured the scene, which was a group of people riding motorcycles. There were a total of five motorcycles and three bicycles, with a total of sixteen people, several of whom were members of Wang Dong’s group that they had met before.

"The people from the Dragon Slaying Group are here." Shen Cong opened the window and whistled. This was the contact information he had agreed with Old Man Li.

Old Man Li quickly walked over from the ruins of the building with two other people. Shen Cong was familiar with these two people, one was Zhang Youhai, and the other had scolded Zhang Youhai before.

"Brother Huang, I brought Zhang Youhai and Wan Quan over." Old Man Li said to the window.

Next to him, Zhang Youhai looked very excited: "Brother Ming, it's great to see you again."

Wan Quan also smiled flatteringly: "Hello, brother Ming."

The two of them smiled sincerely, but they did not rule out the possibility of disguise. Shen Cong thought like this, his face still expressionless: "The people from the Dragon Slaying Group are here. You guys wait here until I finish the negotiation."

"Okay Brother Ming! This car is really domineering. Well, Brother Ming, can we get in the car?" Zhang Youhai said with a smile.

Shen Cong replied directly: "No."

"Uh, hehe, let's wait here in the shade."

A minute later, a mixed convoy of motorcycles and bicycles arrived next to the King Kong. Shen Cong also opened the side window, exposed his helmet, and looked at the other person.

He had met Wang Dong, and the other mutant was obviously Zhang Tianshen. Zhang Tianshen's mutation location is on his hand. Just like the orc that Shen Cong met the Killing Wolf that day, his fingernails have mutated into active cores. This mutation obviously has a great impact on life, but the lethality should be relatively large.

Among these sixteen people, only these two are mutants. Old Man Li said that there was also a mutant named Wu Wenjun who was injured by Wang Gen.

Wang Dong took the lead and walked closer: "Brother Xiao Ming, I'm sorry for being late. Let me introduce to you, this is Zhang Tianshen, the eldest brother of our dragon-slaying group."

Shen Cong was not in a polite mood and went directly to the topic: "I understand... Do you have any diesel for trading?"

Zhang Tianshen came over. He was a middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face, a sinister look between his brows, and a strong nasal voice: "Wang Dong told me, Huang Xiaoming, right? You want to exchange the diesel in our hands, okay. But what do you bring? Change, now the gas stations are basically destroyed, so we use less oil."

"I have cigarettes and wine, are you willing to exchange them?" Shen Cong did not reveal what he had.

"Just cigarettes and alcohol?"

"right."

"It's not impossible, but you know, tobacco and alcohol are not necessities and have little value. Besides, just raiding a basement supermarket can wipe out a lot." Zhang Tianshen said slowly.

Shen Cong smiled secretly in his heart. He basically understood the prices in the south of the city. Supermarkets built in the basement are indeed easy to preserve, but there are not many supermarkets in the basement in the Juchao area, and the group of evolvers taken away by the military zone also left with a large amount of supplies.

Coupled with Wang Gen's earlier raids, the surviving supermarkets had long been looted.

Tobacco and alcohol are expensive but not marketable. Many old smokers and drunkards will fight for a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of wine. It has to be said that in the apocalypse, mentally stimulating things like tobacco and alcohol are as popular as food.

"I can pay you this price for a pack of cigarettes for 10 liters of diesel." Shen Cong said directly.

"Brother, you are kidding." Zhang Tianshen shook his head, "If you are sincere, I will suffer a little loss for a cigarette and exchange it for 1 liter of diesel for you, which is considered as making a friend."

Shen Cong frowned: "Then there's nothing to talk about."

"What, I made a sincere offer, brother, are you not satisfied?"

"You are not the only one who can do business in the south of the city. I don't think there is any need to talk about your price. I think Wang Gen will be very interested in exchanging some diesel. I can even go directly to Juchao District and make a deal with the fire brigade. ." Shen Cong squinted his eyes, "If you are sincere, consider the bid. If you are not sincere, I will leave."

The atmosphere was a bit tense. Shen Cong was not a eloquent person and rarely cared about other people's feelings.

Zhang Tianshen is a local snake and is also unwilling to lose the initiative.

At this time, Old Man Li came over with a smile on his face: "Boss Zhang, Brother Huang really does business with sincerity. He is originally from the south of the city and knows us all. He used to hunt evolved beasts outside. . They are all brothers, how about Boss Zhang taking care of them?"

This was not what Shen Cong told him, but Old Man Li observed his words and felt that Shen Cong needed him to be his agent, so he probably needed him to step forward at this time, and sing along with both red and white faces. This was a routine.

Of course, he had misunderstood. Shen Cong's so-called agent was similar to an errand boy, that is, someone who completed the transaction on his behalf without him getting out of the car.

With the King Kong at his back, he felt infinitely safe.

Leaving the King Kong, even if his body was theoretically strengthened to a level greater than that of all the evolvers south of the city, he still felt insecure.

However, when seeing Old Man Li coming forward, Shen Cong did not refuse. If the negotiation could be successfully concluded, it would be a good thing. Regardless of whether it is Zhang Tianshen or Wang Gen, in Shen Cong's eyes, they are both the same type of people - people who are absolutely malicious. It would be best if he could not afford to conflict, so he allowed Old Man Li to take over as his replacement.

Unfortunately, this is a useless effort.

Zhang Tianshen simply said, "Who do you think you are?" and scolded Old Man Li aside.

Old man Li glanced at Shen Cong sarcastically.

Shen Cong didn't speak.

Zhang Tianshen took a step forward: "Brother, one cigarette and one liter of diesel are a very reasonable price. Do you really want to consider it?"

"No need."

"You are not willing to do fair business. Are you not giving face?"

"Can you please stop talking nonsense? A pack of cigarettes has 10 liters of gasoline. If it doesn't work, forget it."

At this time, one of Zhang Tianshen's subordinates shouted to Shen Cong: "No one in the south of the city dares to deny our boss face. Newcomer, do you know whose territory you are on! Pay the toll." Is it gone!”

Shen Cong ignored the clamor of this horse boy and just looked at Zhang Tianshen. For him, Zhang Tianshen, Wang Dong and the two gun boys needed to focus on, and the others were the ones who did not need to waste words.

The scene was indifferent for more than ten seconds. Zhang Tianshen took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: "Originally, I was very sincere in making a deal with you, brother, but since we can't agree on the price, I won't force it. Tolls and other things are also There is no need to be brothers, treat it as a friend. If you regret it in the future, you can come to me again, and the price will still be the same for 1 liter of cigarette oil."

This man simply said a few words and walked away with his men.

Shen Cong watched the other party leave, thinking in his heart that the other party was definitely not such an easy person to talk to, and there would definitely be someone behind him who would come to take away his supplies, or even kill him. He must beware of him!

"Brother Huang." Old Man Li waited for Zhang Tianshen to lead the people away, then came over again, "Aren't you going to do this deal?"

"alley!"

Shen Cong took out a prepared bottle of mineral water and two packs of biscuits and threw them to Old Man Li: "You contact Wang Gen for me and tell me that I want to buy diesel and see if he is willing to sell it."