"I can't stand it anymore!" A man stood up and ran towards Li Chunyuan. Li Chunyuan took out his pistol and placed it in front of him. The man stopped immediately, hesitated for a moment, and walked forward again.

Is there really a desperate situation? Li Chunyuan looked up and saw a tall man who was as thin as a mozzarella, walking straight towards him, his eyes staring at the ham in his hand.

"Let me some ham." The tall and thin man said in a hoarse voice, as if he had no time to think about anything else.

Li Chunyuan took a bite of the ham and chewed it slowly: "Why?"

The tall and thin man was stunned for a moment, and thought hard. After thinking for a while, he seemed to have thought of something and said, "I can work hard for you. If you dare to shoot tomorrow, you will definitely attract powerful zombies. So I can protect you so that you can survive without shooting."

Li Chunyuan shook his head: "I don't need to work like this." The tall and thin man was stunned, stunned, and then said: "Please, I haven't even eaten canned food. I haven't eaten meat for a long time. Please, I'll give me a small piece to try the taste of meat to satisfy my cravings. Is it okay?"

Li Chunyuan was disappointed again. If these guys were still a little bit of blood, they would not be like this now. Shaking his head, Li Chunyuan swallowed the last bite of ham. The tall and thin man lowered his head in disappointment, but his eyes looked at the packaging plastic of the ham in Li Chunyuan's hand and did not turn around and leave.

Li Chunyuan leaned against the earthen wall, noticed his gaze, and felt a little funny, and slowly said, "What's your name? What did you do?"

The tall and thin man was a little dull and said in frustration: "My name is Liu Lang, it turns out to be..." He hesitated for a moment, "Freeworker."

Li Chunyuan saw the hesitation in his words. What professions are there that cannot be said now? I used to do illegal things? "Free professionals, that is, you are actually a vagrant?" Li Chunyuan said calmly, slowly talking to this person named Liu Lang. He has nothing to do now, so he might as well ask more, maybe there will be some unexpected information.

A hint of anger flashed in Liu Lang's eyes, but he did not refute. He just watched Li Chunyuan rub the ham plastic wrapping paper over and over, but did not throw it away. Li Chunyuan said lightly: "Have you killed anyone?"

"No, how could I kill someone?" Liu Lang replied.

Li Chunyuan slowly pinched the layer of plastic paper and said slowly, but his voice was clearly heard by Liu Lang. "There are not many people who have to hide their profession at this time, because no matter what profession is, there is nothing to hide unless it is a dark profession. Most of the robbers kill, kidnap and murder, and drug trafficking also have to kill people. It is inappropriate for fraudsters to easily expose them like you. It seems that you are almost the kind of gangsters, hooligans, etc., thieves, small fuss, and of course, there is another possibility."

Liu Lang's face turned pale when he heard this, and he forced a smile and said, "There is another possibility?"

Li Chunyuan looked at him and shook his head: "It's just that you can't do that industry because you don't look good." Liu Lang was silent, knowing that he was talking about the kind of cowherd who was selling ass... "Tell me the answer to the riddle, see if I guess correctly. You are the kind of gangster, the least good-for-the-spirited one." Li Chunyuan said slowly.

Liu Lang glanced at the others. The more than ten people were far away and did not hear what the two of them said. Liu Lang felt a little relieved and said to Li Chunyuan: "I am convinced by you. I am worthy of being the second person in the supernatural group. Yes, I am just a little thief, the kind who can have three hands in the car, open the door and enter the window. It is not up to the road, nor can I get on the table."

Li Chunyuan narrowed his eyes: "Can you be more than a dozen of you just have a small nest of thieves?"

Liu Lang smiled bitterly and said, "That's fine. I have worked hard to hide it from them. I'm embarrassed and I won't say it. No one can respect me anymore, and no one will be with me."

"It is said that some thieves themselves can open the security door with just one wire? Can you do it?" Li Chunyuan asked.

Liu Lang suddenly felt spirited: "This is not something I'm talking about with you. I'm indeed gifted in this regard. The old thief who taught me said that my hands are soft and boneless, and my skillful hands are the materials that are born to be thieves. If it weren't for the fact that the instant noodles were not hard enough, I could use this thing to open the anti-theft door!"

A pack of instant noodles enters and leaves any community? Li Chunyuan remembered this joke, but he didn't expect that Liu Lang had this ability. Since that's the case, Li Chunyuan would recruit him so that he would not even have a rest place to enter the provincial capital. If there is one who can unlock the lock, it is the real attack or defense, and can advance or retreat.

"Liu Lang, it's okay for ordinary people. No matter what you say, you are a Taoist. If you are not bold enough, you should have the level of courage. Why is it so cowardly now that you don't even have any blood?" Li Chunyuan said.

Seeing that he became closer and closer, Liu Lang couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart and answered honestly: "A dozen of us, except for me and Lao Wu, who are superpowers, are all from the martial arts team. Their kung fu is purely three-legged cats, and they can beat people by chance. But if they deal with zombies, they will be brave first. What can I do?"

Li Chunyuan was slightly surprised when he heard this. There were such people in the martial arts group? The people in the martial arts group he came into contact with were Wu Yan, and Tang Moran was not bad. Qin Shihou Fist seemed to have the temperament of a master, not to mention the five top masters of Chang Bai, Li, Zhao and Liu, who have always been famous. How could he think that these people at the bottom of the martial arts group were also in an embarrassing state of being unable to advance or retreat?

"What kind of supernatural power are you?" Li Chunyuan asked Liu Lang again.

Liu Lang replied: "It is the most useless water system, with no attack power at all, and can only make water for artificial water." Water system? Isn't this just right for him? Li Chunyuan was even more satisfied and determined to conquer this person. When his heart moved, Li Chunyuan asked: "Who do you have the best relationship among these dozen people? Are there any real friends who can make friends with?"

This question is very important. Li Chunyuan doesn’t want to have follow-up questions. It’s fine if Liu Lang himself is himself. If there are friends outside, it will increase a lot of possibilities. Liu Lang replied: “A group of us are all in the hearts of the people, so where can we have real friends?”

Li Chunyuan nodded, his voice still being so slow, but it fell into Liu Lang's ears like a fairy music: "From today, how about handing over your life to me?"

Liu Lang was delighted and knew that he had finally had the possibility. He quickly squatted down and went to Li Chunyuan, who was sitting against the wall, and said earnestly: "I will definitely do it well."

Li Chunyuan nodded, and more than ten people over there shouted: "Liu Lang, what are you doing?"

Liu Lang looked at Li Chunyuan with some embarrassment. Li Chunyuan closed his eyes: "Go, say goodbye to the past, and draw a line with them. Anyway, they will die tomorrow."

When Liu Lang heard this, he was stunned and a little ruthless. Not only them, he probably would die tomorrow. Since that's the case, why bother to pull and pull it? Besides, they have nothing. The person named Li Chunyuan in front of him can make him have a rare meal. He just thinks it's time to leave, and he has to eat better, right?

After making up his mind, Liu Lang said, "When we meet in the mountains and rivers, we will be different people from different paths in the future. I will follow this Mr. Li, so you should take care of yourself." The more than ten people looked at each other, but they were not angry at all, but were a little nervous: Liu Lang can do it, can he do it too? Li Chunyuan took out a ham casually and said he could not say he could eat one, even half of it would be satisfied.

One person stood up: "Mr. Li...Mr. Li, I want to follow you too, can I..."

Li Chunyuan opened his eyes and said coldly: "It's too late, I just want the first one." The more than ten people suddenly regretted it, regretting that they had endured their kung fu complacently just now: Why am I as greedy as that boy Liu Lang?

When Liu Lang heard this, he felt even more proud: It turned out that it was just because I was the first one, and this was my luck! Who made you hesitate?

Li Chunyuan closed his eyes and rested, and Liu Lang also sat beside him. After about half an hour, it became even darker. A group of soldiers carried a large basket of steamed buns into the yard. The leading soldier shouted: "Sit down well, have dinner, move around, and those who are not here have no supper."

Li Chunyuan put the pistol back in his arms and waited for the steamed buns. After a while, the soldiers left after the steamed buns. The steamed buns were all real big steamed buns, two of them each, which was enough to eat.

Li Chunyuan touched the cloth bag beside him, took out a large bag of vacuum-packed beef jerky, and said to Liu Lang: "Eat supper." Liu Lang suddenly drooled three feet long, and looked at the bag of beef jerky excitedly: "Eat supper, eat supper!"

The fragrance was everywhere, and the remaining dozen people in the room couldn't stand it anymore. They watched Li Chunyuan and Liu Lang eating beef jerky dryly. Liu Lang's mouth was stuffed with steamed buns and beef jerky. He choked and rolled his eyes and hiccups from time to time, but he was still happy to die.

"Mr. Li..." a man said in a low voice, Li Chunyuan didn't even move his head and refused directly: "No."

The dozen or so people sighed, and they couldn't stand it, so they all took steamed buns to the yard. The more they ate, the more excited they felt, and this time they were following the right person!

After dinner, Li Chunyuan gathered the wheat straw into a pile and barely lay down: "Liu Lang, I'm sleeping, look at the food in the cloth bag." Liu Lang felt warm: Doesn't this mean that he can take the opportunity to get some? No, no, no! He gave this food to me to take care of, and he must have a test of me. I can't be so stupid. Once I move, I will definitely not have any beef anymore.

However, with my skills, even his pistol can be obtained without realizing it. Should I take action? Liu Lang hesitated and hesitated. Take action, you were just a thief, so what if you were a thief again? No, be a person who is a kind-hearted person. Are you stupid? He is just a momentary pitiful, how can he have any kindness? No, no... The sky gets darker and darker, and Liu Lang's hand is getting itchy, as if he wants to take action at any time. As soon as I get the pistol, what if I don't do justice this time?

Li Chunyuan sat up and said, "I often heard people say that stealing is addicted to stealing things. I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true." Liu Lang's head seemed to be suddenly poured with a basin of ice water, and it turned cold from beginning to end: "Mr. Li, I..."

Li Chunyuan looked at the watch with the last trace of light before darkness. It was already past five o'clock and nodded, "I am very satisfied with the fact that I can fight for more than half an hour to steal or not. You are a problem and need to change it, but it takes time, so you can treat it as fun. You can't really steal it again in the future."

Liu Lang felt warm in his heart. He never expected that someone would say such things to him. He wanted to speak, but found that he could not speak in his chest. He insisted on saying it, but his throat was already a little choked. Since he became a thief, when did he be understood like this? When did he be treated kindly? He was the old thief, and he was also a skill when he was teaching skills?

Li Chunyuan patted his shoulder, his voice was still deserted, but it was so warm when he stopped in Liu Lang's ear: "Don't worry, it will always get better."

After saying nothing all night, Liu Lang never had the intention to steal Li Chunyuan.

The next morning, an officer led the soldiers to drive them all up. Liu Lang followed Li Chunyuan behind him, and the two of them left the yard with the crowd. A convertible military truck was parked at the entrance of the yard. The officer directed everyone to go up one by one. The number of people was not large, only thirty or forty people, and they were finished in a short while.

After Li Chunyuan got on the truck, the first thing he saw was five people standing at the bottom of the car. One middle-aged man stood in the center with a big gun with a flashing cold light. The two on the right were older, but they were also energetic. One of the two on the left was the youngest, only about thirty years old, and the other had white hair and white beards, which looked quite like the Antarctic immortal Weng's hair and a childish face.

Li Chunyuan was shocked and knew who these five were. He should be the top masters of the martial arts group, Chang Bai, Li, Zhao and Liu. The rest were not very clear, but the one holding a big gun must be the Senior Li, who had some connection with the magic gun Li Shuwen.

Seeing Li Chunyuan looking at him, the middle-aged man holding a big gun suddenly glared and shouted: "What are you looking at!"

Li Chunyuan suddenly felt panic and had the urge to lower his head and turn around, but he knew better in his mind that this martial arts master named Li scolded him and brought the power of his martial arts, so he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

After being excited, Li Chunyuan stepped over: "Five seniors have heard of the name for a long time, and they only met today."

The middle-aged man named Li, holding a big gun, raised his eyebrows: "The little guy is interesting, his steps are weak and weak, his palms are smooth and white, and his shoulders are shaking with him. It is obvious that he has never practiced any skills. He can still stand me for a moment without moving. You kid are very determined. If you have practiced martial arts since childhood, your achievements may not be able to surpass me."

Li Chunyuan nodded: "Li Chunyuan is really not good at it. I wonder what the five seniors should call them?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Li, holding a big gun, shook his head and smiled: "What are you doing if you are a dying person? Could you go to the King of Hell to complain?"

When Li Chunyuan heard what he said was so rude, he sneered coldly: "Of course, seniors are all masters. How can you know that you will have both good fortune and wealth in your whole life? Why don't you let me go to the underworld to inquire for seniors first."

The middle-aged man was not angry and smiled: "Stop talking, it angers me, I'll send you to the underworld."

Seeing that he was chatting and laughing calmly, Li Chunyuan seemed to have no murderous intent at all, he naturally understood that the middle-aged man had already practiced his kung fu to control his expression and could easily control his murderous intent. But well, he looked down on himself and disdained to report his name. Li Chunyuan was not very angry. Such things were just small matters of intention, and he spoke based on his strength. When Li Chunyuan's supernatural powers went further, he would have to see who was not worthy of it at that time.

Li Chunyuan stopped talking, but Liu Lang couldn't help it: "You..." Li Chunyuan glanced at the corner of his eyes and suddenly squeezed the gun. He quickly kicked Liu Lang away. In the next second, a black shadow like a poisonous dragon swept over. The middle-aged man held the big gun with a stern murderous intent. A huge aura shocked everyone in the car couldn't speak. "I never say my words a second time."

Liu Lang was stunned and fell on the iron sheet of the carriage. The air on his head seemed to be completely pierced by the shot. He himself was even more frightened by the huge murderous intent that was directly aimed at him. The middle-aged man didn't bother to add another shot, and turned around with a cold hum.

Li Chunyuan pulled Liu Lang up, and couldn't help but remember what Wu Yan said to him. Most of the people with high martial arts skills are fighting fiercely and ruthlessly, but this time he realized it. Just a disagreement would lead to human life. This master's world is indeed unresolvable.

With these five people here and Liu Lang, the almost killed chicken, everyone else in the car suddenly became honest. Don’t talk and laugh, there were no people whispering to each other. The truck drove out of the military district, drove onto the expressway, and then drove towards the provincial capital.

Halfway through the drive, the truck suddenly got off the highway. Li Chunyuan was shocked: Where are you going? The road that the truck was walking turned into an ordinary road below. Li Chunyuan looked at the direction and was roughly heading towards the provincial capital. It was even more strange, why do you use this method to go to the provincial capital?

Liu Lang beside him whispered: "No wonder no one knows where General Luo's granary is. It turns out that there is such a road."

Li Chunyuan was stunned and then understood why the places where Ding Yang opened were not traces of Luo Yuanchao's army passing by, and why collective attacks have never been alive. It turned out that Luo Yuanchao had already quietly started the great cause of using the army to regain the provincial capital! And the people who attacked collectively may not be dead, and perhaps they had been taken for themselves by Luo Yuanchao.
Chapter completed!