Of course, the leisure time after lunch is the most comfortable to smoke a cigarette, but because of the existence of pregnant women, several men have to resist smoking here.

In front of the sofa where I sat peacefully, various fruit trays were placed on it, including watermelon, apple, cantaloupe, tomatoes, lychees, longans, etc. All kinds of fruits were very sufficient and neat.

They are all their own people, so no one is polite. Everyone uses toothpicks to pick up fruits and eat them comfortably, waiting for the hour-long rest time in the afternoon arena to pass.

In the afternoon game, the second team soldiers of the trading point were still challenged by the survivors. What interested everyone here was the battle between the two alienators, as the chief and deputy captain of the second team, against the challenger.

At about noon, you can see many spectators on the first floor of the arena downstairs, leaving the venue noisily. These people are mostly people who plan to return to their respective residences for lunch or take a nap.

After all, the alienator fight later in the afternoon, and there are many people who are particularly saving in the life of the end of the world. The food of the small vendors cannot attract them, let alone at home where they live, some of their relatives who have not come to the arena, waiting for them.

The audience in the arena is like a variety of ink paintings with various forms of life, which gradually returns to everyone's side.

In the private room, Jiang Shan looked at the scene downstairs. These were his masterpieces and were also what he was happy to see. He hoped to build a new society, or even a brand new world.

People are ambitious, and Jiang Shan is not an exaggeration. From the time he saved himself and made himself stronger, to the time he established such a huge organization and the gathering place where thousands of people depended on him, these are the natural results that have been produced over time.

Therefore, although his desire to become stronger has not changed, he also has a more different goal, which is to make some contributions within his ability to mankind.

After all, he didn't want to watch his kind as he gradually disappeared in such an apocalypse. He hoped that his power could help them and lead them to become stronger like himself.

Then, base yourself in this chaotic world.

Zhang Ling, who was on the other hand, yawned and said something to Jiang Shan, planning to go to the room to rest. A lunch break on time is a compulsory course for this pregnant mother.

After Zhang Ling disappeared behind the closed door, Bald Head Quan on the side grabbed the cigar from the coffee table and started operating. Obviously, he had not smoked for a few hours, which made him very thirsty.

As he smiled and watched the fat man's movements, Jiang Shan and others were also covered in their hands and feet, and they all began to suck up the clouds and mist.

Gao Qian and Wang Xia naturally greeted Jiang Shan and walked to another room in the private room together, planning to take a nap and wait for the afternoon competition to begin.

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Under the empty fighting field, there are fully equipped contestants' preparation area. It is almost mid-afternoon. In this room where the soldiers prepare for the battle as a trading point during this period, there are only two people left.

The second team of the trading point, the challenge of ordinary soldiers, has ended just now, and now there are only two captains of the second team, and the two alienators, who are the final battles.

Skinny and Feng Jie were checking their own equipment and weapons. The countdown was about five minutes on the display screen on the wall, and Skinny's game was about to begin.

As the captain of the Second Team since its establishment, Shouzi, a tall and thin young man, has shown his strengths and his ability to execute the team.

He and Feng Jie are not old, but in the past six months of the trading point, they have also experienced a lot. As warriors at the trading point, they have the dignity of their own alienators and the very strong sense of honor as warriors at the trading point.

In the empty room, the two of them were a little nervous. After all, they were not competing with their own personnel at the trading point, and winning or losing didn't matter. They would immediately fight with survivors outside the trading point. If they lost, they would be ashamed.

The thin man looked at Feng Jie with short hair on one side. As each other's partner and partner, the two were very familiar with each other.

"Ajie, how many games did our second team lose!?"

Listening to the thin man's words, Feng Jie smiled a little embarrassedly, "Seven games, the next team lost 4 games, and now we were suppressed by Dong Hua and the others. When we go back tonight, Brother Long will make rules again!"

The thin man smiled self-deprecatingly and nodded. As one of the four teams in the trading point, the first and second teams have always been competing with each other. After all, there are so many warriors in the trading point, and all of them belong to different teams. Their sense of honor and belonging to each other are different.

The third team, which was directly managed by Chen Long, was ruled out that the third team, which had the strongest trading point, and the fourth team that coordinated the internal and external information of the stronghold, was constantly competing healthily and fiercely like two brothers.

"There is no way. The first team was established earlier, and the selection of people was also a gang member who was disbanded inside and outside the stronghold, so the overall basic strength is much stronger than our second team! However, this time, it also sounded a wake-up call for us. If you want to surpass the first team, we still need to train and fight more! Brothers, I will also do my best, and I hope Brother Long will not make too much fire at night!"

Feng Jie couldn't help but tremble when he thought of Chen Long's angry expression. His strict and fierce and powerful managers of the teams in this trading point were their evaluation of Chen Long, but everyone respected and feared Chen Long. After all, he had very strict requirements on the various soldiers in the trading point.

"Okay, Ajie, my game is about to start, let's go first! Don't be nervous. If we lose again, then the face of our second team will never be able to raise our heads at the trading point! Our opponents in both games choose hand-to-hand combat, and we cannot use weapons. We should use things for daily training at the trading point without leaving any room for use! You don't need to play like that with me. You don't need to show mercy to those outside the trading point!"

The thin man put the long knife in his hand on the table, then exhaled deeply, patted Feng Jie on the shoulder, opened the door of the rest preparation room, and walked out.

Feng Jie's nervousness was relieved while the thin man walked out. He was not afraid of the challenge of the survivors in the stronghold this time. He was nervous because he was afraid that if he lost, he would lose face for the trading point, to lose face for the second team, to his boss Chen Long, and to their leader, the third brother, to the trading point.

[The second team of the two final trading points today, the challenge between the alienators, is about to begin! Please take your seat quickly and look forward to the competition that will start soon!]

The radio rang out in the arena and also rang in the radio in the basement preparation room, which made Feng Jie look at the TV hanging on the wall, where the battle between the thin man and his challenger was about to begin.
Chapter completed!