I’m the City Lord of the Last Days

Chapter 11:

The situation remained deadlocked for three minutes. All kinds of coercion and temptation from the men and women failed to make Song Xingcheng relax in the slightest. They realized that it would be impossible to continue like this, and they would not be able to win more benefits. There are children and accomplices, and it will be troublesome to find them after a long delay.

The man and the woman exchanged glances, and finally decided to give up. Although it was a pity that they didn't get the rifle, at least they got a pistol, which was considered a profit.

After a tacit agreement was reached, the man raised his pistol to threaten Song Xingcheng, and at the same time his body moved away silently, slowly approaching the woman, and gradually came together, turning into a confrontation with guns raised.

"Little brother, you see that we have already backed down, how about leaving today's affairs alone?"

The woman's eye makeup has been washed away by tears, leaving long black marks on her face. She still has a pitiful expression, looking at Song Xingcheng tenderly, and at the same time, together with the man, slowly Retreat toward the back side of the passage.

Song Xingcheng pursed her lips and refused to answer, but turned the muzzle of the gun slightly, aiming at the man, with her shoulder still resting against the shelf, watching the couple slowly back away.

In fact, Song Xingcheng's clothes were already wet from the cold sweat from his back, and his mind fluctuated violently. When he was threatened with a pistol earlier, he really felt the threat of death.

Today, this somersault fell too hard, it can be said to be unforgettable. If it wasn't for his quick wit, his life would probably end today...

Just as Song Xingcheng was staring at the couple, regretting and reflecting, he suddenly saw a person appearing at the entrance of the passage ahead, and his eyes lit up.

The couple who were watching Song Xingcheng closely noticed the change in Song Xingcheng's expression, and they felt a "thump" in their hearts, and they had a bad feeling.

It's a pity that it was already too late, the hard muzzle of the gun had already reached the back of their heads, which shocked them all over.

He Qianshan pointed the pistol at the man with his left hand raised, and walked slowly from the back of the man to the side. The muzzle of the gun also moved from the back of the man's head to the side. The strong pain made the man bark his teeth.

"Don't, don't move! If you don't want him to have something to do, get out of the way, I, I will shoot!"

Shocked by the sudden change, the voice of the man changed. He couldn't aim at the people behind him, so he could only shake the gun in his hand threateningly at Song Xingcheng who was directly in front of him.

"Heh." The person behind him seemed to have heard some joke, and sneered mockingly, his voice was like an elegant and low voice.

The cello, but the words made people wish they had no ears, "I think you are out of your mind and didn't take it out at home, are you in a hurry to find death?"

Before he finished speaking, he quickly reached out and squeezed the man's shoulder hard.

With a slight "click", accompanied by the man's scream, his right arm was dislocated, and the gun that was originally held in his right hand naturally fell to the ground.

The intense pain made the man's mind go blank for a moment, he didn't even care about thinking about the situation, he just hugged his arms and screamed in pain.

The woman next to her was shocked, but realized that the situation was not good and wanted to pick up the gun, but as soon as she made a move, Han Qinmin standing behind her threateningly pressed the gun in his hand against the woman's head, the woman Immediately, I didn't dare to move at all, and there was only one thought in my mind: It's over! Overturned!

Song Xingcheng, who was delighted with the reversal of the situation, rushed over in two steps and picked up the pistol he had recovered and held it tightly in his hand. When he raised his eyes, he saw He Qianshan kick hard at the man's knee, directly hitting him People kicked to the ground.

Song Xingcheng felt pain when she looked at it, and then remembered the panic in her heart when she was robbed of a pistol pointed at her head, and couldn't help but stepped forward to follow the man who fell to the ground and kicked him bitterly.

The man rolled on the ground and cried out in pain. He Qianshan saw that he was trying to attract zombies and let everyone die together, so he sneered but ignored him.

He Qianshan took the convoy back to the manor to unload the supplies and then returned to the Duode supermarket. He arranged for Zheng Nianhao to continue to direct the transportation, and brought Han Qinmin to find Song Xingcheng to continue collecting supplies. Unexpectedly, he heard someone from afar Arguing, approaching quietly and quickly, He Qianshan saw a scene that made his heart beat faster. His child was being threatened by others? !

Anger spewed up like a fountain, and He Qianshan looked at the couple with cold eyes like ice.

It just so happened that Song Xingcheng forced the couple to retreat, and He Qianshan took over directly, leaving an unforgettable lesson for the couple.

Now that the threat has been resolved, He Qianshan originally wanted to educate the little guy who almost overturned when he acted alone, but when he saw Song Xingcheng's listless appearance, he was obviously frightened and had learned enough lessons, so he finally He didn't say anything, just let out a long sigh and comforted him gently:

"Don't be afraid, it's all right now. Tell me, what happened before?"

While speaking, He Qianshan couldn't help reaching out to touch Song Xingcheng's little head, and comforted him gently.

In the thrilling ten minutes before, Song Xingcheng's nerves were extremely tense, and his emotions were still well controlled. Now that the situation has reversed, He Qianshan is still gentle

He comforted him, but he felt his emotions collapse in an instant. Fear and grievance surged into his heart together. His clear and transparent eyes were covered with water vapor, and he looked at He Qianshan gratefully and trustingly.

How can they be so bad! He helped them escape from the storage box and generously shared his survival experience. How could they repay their kindness?

Compared with the conscientious couple, the eldest brother of the He family is simply an angel on earth! Gentle and dependable, he can blow it up!

Song Xingcheng's hair is inherited from his mother, and it is very soft. His elders have liked to touch his little head since he was a child. He would touch his head subconsciously occasionally, so when He Qianshan touched his head soothingly at this time, not only did he not resist, but also Tilting his head dependently, he recounted the previous process in an indignant tone.

After listening to Song Xingcheng's narration, He Qianshan looked at the man on the ground with even colder eyes, wishing he could shoot him and finish him off. After a little thought, he decided to ask Song Xingcheng's opinion: "What are you going to do with these two people?" deal with?"

When questioning, he also raised the gun in his hand suggestively.

Song Xingcheng, who had calmed down after venting his emotions, was suddenly a little dazed. He looked at the gun in his hand, and then at the people on the ground. Could it be...?

The man who was howling in pain had actually been observing nervously all the time. At this moment, he noticed that Song Xingcheng was looking over, and his heart was about to jump out of fright. He immediately ignored the pain in his body, and begged for mercy in despair:

"We were wrong! We really know we were wrong! Please, my lord, please let us go this time! Don't kill me!"

Song Xingcheng was awakened, and snorted angrily: "Oh, kill you? I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty! Didn't you guys plan to knock me out and put me in the box? Okay, I'll give it back. you!"

Asking Song Xingcheng to kill a living person directly, he still can't get over the hurdle in his heart, but he can deal with the body in his own way, and he can do it completely.

The two planned to steal his gun, stun him and put it in the storage box. They thought it was a kindness to him, so he would do the same, and let them feel it for themselves. Is it a kindness or a kindness? start a feud!

He Qianshan saw that Song Xingcheng had made a decision, and didn't say he disagreed, but just added one more sentence:

"Remove their arms."

Song Xingcheng is venting his anger, he hasn't yet, he has to teach these two people a deep lesson.

Han Qinmin, who had been controlling the woman with a gun all along, obeyed his orders, chopped the man unconscious with a knife in his hand, and neatly knocked unconscious the man who was crawling wildly and trying to escape.

Then hands "click", "click

In two or three strokes, the arms of the two were forcibly removed, leaving Song Xingcheng in a daze.

When Han Qinmin picked up the man and prepared to pack it, Song Xingcheng came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to lift him up together. He had seen with his own eyes how these two people hid in the box, and he put them in the previous posture, and stuffed them all into the storage box.

When putting on the lid at the end, Song Xingcheng left a gap for the lid, but didn't intend to suffocate people to death.

After finishing the important task, Song Xingcheng clapped his hands, finally feeling completely relieved. Just to relieve his anger, he felt a little compassion, worried that he would be too cruel?

"Let's go, let's continue to collect things, there are still a lot of things waiting to be moved."

He Qianshan interrupted Song Xingcheng's thoughts, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the child's shoulders, and led him away from the scene, but when he left the aisle and turned around, he glanced coldly at the child in the storage box. Two people.

Worried that Song Xingcheng would always be immersed in the previous fear, He Qianshan changed his daily cherishment of words like gold, and took the initiative to chat with Song Xingcheng about the supplies he had collected before, and at the same time explained to Song Xingcheng:

"The materials moved back today can be counted in the evening, and a truck will be loaded for you at that time, and the truck can be driven directly to your garage."

As expected, Song Xingcheng was distracted by He Qianshan, and he shook his head and refused:

"No, no, no, I didn't put much effort into collecting those things. I can't ask for so much! I just collected thirteen carts, and three carts are enough for me!"

He Qianshan was noncommittal, and suggested instead:

"Or the collected materials are not stored separately, you pack up some belongings and move to the manor, live together, and it is better to take care of each other if there is anything."

Seeing the excited expression on Song Xingcheng's face, He Qianshan stepped up, "Qinmin's cooking skills are very good, and we have collected enough supplies today. The food at the manor will definitely be very good." At noon During the meal, the little guy ate very happily, which seemed to suit his appetite.

Song Xingcheng immediately raised his hands in surrender, nodding repeatedly, "Okay, okay, then move my family's supplies to the manor together, and give priority to those with a short shelf life."

He Qianshan looked at Song Xingcheng, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and comforted him:

"I'm afraid we won't be able to eat the food collected today in three years. Of course, you have a share of it. Why do we need to move it to your house? Why don't you pack them up and hide them? If there is any accident in the manor, you can still eat them." There is a way out."