2048 Five-person group follow-up (Part 1)

The so-called "mud house" roughly means literally, a house made of mud. The walls are built from pieces of soil compacted by gravity. The outer skin is wrapped with a layer of mud and it is completed. It is built like this.

As time goes by, a large amount of soil will fall off the walls of a house. When viewed from a special angle, it has a mottled and rough original flavor.

A group of five people, dressed in local civilian clothes, hid in such a dilapidated and crowded mud house. In order not to attract attention, they specially chose a very inconspicuous room. It was small but not the smallest in the gathering place.

; A house that is remote is not the most shabby; a house that is remote is not the most remote.

Similarly, in order not to attract attention, the original owner of the house, a hospitable old man, had his neck broken and buried deep underground. The old reincarnations of the five-person group are all experts at digging holes, and the depth of the dug holes is guaranteed

There was not even a trace of smell coming out of the corpse, and the extra soil and gravel after the burial were knocked by them, and they happened to make several small earthen benches for everyone to sit and rest.

They sat on the old man's head.

Oh no.

Sitting directly above the burial place of the old man's body, he chatted and rested happily.

"Bah!" Chen Fu sat on a small mound like a pony and spat on the ground. He held a crude cigarette between his index thumb and two fingers and stuffed it into his mouth and took a sip. Then he puffed out smoke from his mouth and nose and said disdainfully:

"I was born in this bullshit world and I am so unsuspecting of strangers that I am wasting food until I die."

Next to him, Wang Xiangnan, who was also sitting on a small earthen stool with his eyes closed and meditating, his eyelids trembling, said nothing.

On the other hand, Qin Mei, who was sitting next to the man in black, covered half of her face with her hands, frowned and said in a low voice: "You're choking me. Where did you get the cigarettes from? Didn't you buy them with points?"

"What the hell! I found this from the old man's pocket!" Chen Fu puffed out a smoke ring proudly.

"Hey..." Qin Mei looked at Chen Fu as if she were looking at a piece of shit, filled with undisguised disgust: "You are really good at not even letting go of dead people!"

"none of your business!"

Wang Xiangnan's breath became disordered, and it was obvious that he could no longer continue his meditation. He reluctantly opened his eyes, glanced around, and finally landed on the fat man staring blankly at the cigarette rolled in Chen Fu's hand.

"You go outside to find out the news," Wang Xiangnan commanded the fat man: "Some places with a lot of people, such as restaurants, see if the city guards are still searching for us, and bring us back some food by the way."

The fat man pointed his finger at himself and said in shock: "Shall I go?"

He is not stupid. He knows that there are guards everywhere outside. Looking at the way those guards shoot at any disagreement, he will shed his skin if he is found dead.

"What?" Before Wang Xiangnan said anything, Chen Fu was a little unhappy at first. He stretched out his legs and kicked the fat man and said, "Aren't you happy with what Xiaonan asked you to do?"

Even though the kick was strong, it still hurt so much that the fat man's face shrank into a chrysanthemum. He stood up hurriedly, nodded and bowed: "I'm glad! I'm glad!"

Squeezing the [hard-haired rat thorn tube] in his hand tightly, the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully reached out to open the door.

He is not stupid. He might still have a chance to survive outside. If he falls out with these murderous lunatics here, he doesn't know how he will die.

"etc."

A voice came from behind. The fat man's hand stopped on the doorknob and turned around nervously.

Wang Xiangnan took out a black box from his belt and threw it to him, saying: "We have roughly understood the price level of the world. Bullets are very valuable. This box should be enough for you to consume. Go and get it back as soon as possible."

The fat man hurriedly caught the black box and opened it. Inside, there were densely packed and neat rows of brand-new bullets shining with golden light. He nodded and bowed to express his gratitude, put away the box, turned around and opened the door.

When he actually stood outside the house and closed the door behind him, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, regained consciousness, and found that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

After taking a few deep breaths, a smile gradually appeared on his originally cautious and nervous face.

...

A half-new but not old building, the half-new but not old door on the front was pushed open, and a fat middle-aged man with a stout figure walked in.

This was a small bar with a lot of people. The heat wave and noise that hit him made him frown. He fanned his nose a few times with his fat palms and looked through the thick crowd to the bar.

, there are lights and an empty seat.

He struggled to squeeze through the crowd and walked to the bar. He raised his buttocks and sat on the high stool as if no one else was watching. He said to the bartender at the bar: "Here's a glass of beer, cold!"

"Wow!"

The customers around the bar made unexplained noises.

The bartender calmly cut the lemon and said without raising his head: "It's best for the newcomer to find out who is in this position first..."

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The fat man took out a handful of bullets and threw them on the stone countertop of the bar. The bullets collided with each other and made a dizzying sound, interrupting the bartender.

About the second half.

...

My name is Sun Minghua.

Thirty years ago, he was the gangster brother of H City.

I have a little money, but my relatives and friends are afraid.

Later, the state said it would crack down on illegal activities.

I washed my hands and went ashore, taking my whole family with me.

A new look, with the same original cast.

Invest in real estate and prosper.

This industry is so interesting.

No stealing, no robbing, no fighting.

People who make money by sitting on the ground praise them when they see them.

If I had known there was such a sunshine road, why would I have needed a single-plank bridge in the first place.

During those years, I was frightened and frightened, my body was covered with scars and my hair was gray and black.

Nowadays, the sky is full of high-rise buildings and the clouds are setting. A pot of fragrant tea is in hand.

...

Ever since entering reincarnation, the fat man, Sun Minghua, has felt that life has become very different.

Originally, with his status, what did he want?

As a result, I entered reincarnation and got nothing.

Wealth, power, lack of followers, food and drink, all disappeared. You can only rely on yourself to start from scratch.

What is he afraid of? He is also afraid of death.

but.

From the time Li He forced him to eat the nameless fruit in the dark plain, we can see that people like Sun Minghua are more afraid of living a useless life than death.

But now he is following Chen Fu with a shy face all day long, acting like a bitch, groveling and submissive, and his life is really called a loser.

He even endured this, why?

Picture what?

The purpose is to be able to proudly recoup the cowardice he suffered in the future with all the profits. The purpose is the oath he once swore: "Li He, you will definitely regret it!"

It's simply a modern version of Goujian.

Only by putting down face can you earn face.

Lowering your head first and then raising your head is called raising your head, and keeping your head raised is called cervical spondylosis.

A person who is not afraid of death because he is afraid of death, and who is not afraid of being a coward because he is afraid of living, what else can defeat him?

Therefore, after leaving the group of five and discovering that there were no pursuing guards outside, Sun Minghua slowly relaxed.

He has a plan to borrow the knives of the Five and kill whoever he wants.

In fact, Sun Minghua has always looked down upon the five-person group's acting style and felt that they were not grand enough.

In his opinion, that Wang Xiangnan was smart, but he was too worried and timid, always wanting to protect everyone before trying to open up the situation. How could there be so many ways to get the best of both worlds in the world?

When he was ambushed, he shouldn't have paid attention to Chen Fu who had no protective equipment!

Don't break out and run away, just fight resolutely where you are!

Use your advantage and momentum to defeat those city guards on the spot!

The opponent's arrangement is obviously hasty. In the end, it must be a tactic of adding fuel. They just happen to kill a group of them and occupy a favorable situation to consume the opponent's strength. When the opponent can't add fuel, the enemy retreats and we advance to capture the gathering place in one fell swoop! It's a sure thing!

Batch!

From the perspective of a bystander, Sun Minghua even believed that the strength of those five people could completely kill them and rush directly into the enemy's headquarters!

How can one escape?

Why would you choose to escape?

It's good now. I missed the best opportunity to run away. Although I was so powerful, I was reduced to the current situation where I need to hide here and there.

Regarding the five-person group, he felt quite sorry that iron could not become steel.

In contrast, Sun Minghua is actually more optimistic about the style of Li He's team. They are brave and resourceful. If they can't beat them, they should be timid. But once they can beat them, they will fight to the end, even if all of them die in the end.

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In this unknown and strange world, no one can tell what will happen in the next second.
To be continued...