Apocalypse Cockroach

Wu Yi's forces can only be counted as moderate in the gathering place. Their nesting point is not far from the warehouse in the central area. Three of the small buildings are occupied by him. The old and new levels of the small buildings are slightly different. The previous owners have long dissipated. The three previously independent small buildings were surrounded by Wu Yi with a wall, forming a separate small courtyard.

The black market trading mall was just one of the largest of the three small buildings, a Buzzards car, and a military transport car drove into the gate of the small courtyard. The two men who stood guard at the door wanted to interrogate them and saw the heavy black machine gun in the Buzzards car. They were forced to shrink their necks and let the toes of the military car rush into the small courtyard.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was not the first to arrive. Before them, a number of large cars had been parked in the small courtyard. These large cars, old and new, had been modified, fenced, wire fenced, and also loaded with various materials in the compartment. Obviously, the owners of these cars are keen to win the type 87 grenade launcher auctioned tonight.

Zhang Xiaoqiang came with Huang Tingwei, Huang Quan ambushed with dozens of team members at the end, Zhang Huai 'an stayed in the camp to arrange thousands of new members, the two got down to the car, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around for a week, saw that there were men with rifles at all the high points, had to nod. Tonight's auction was indeed Wu Yi's top priority.

“Oops... you're here, hurry up and say hello..."

A clever man in his 40s appeared, and the first time he saw the goods piled up in the military car, his eyes smiled and the wrinkles on his face blossomed, walking like a wind to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang guessed that this man was exactly Wu Yi, quite old, clever and capable, and had a set of things to do. At first glance, he knew that he was not a simple guy.

“Haha, with all due respect, I don't know you guys...”

Before walking close, Wu Yi did not recognize Zhang Xiaoqiang. First of all, he was uncertain. The corner of his eyes was constantly swept on the model 06 7.62mm general-purpose machine gun. He also saw the accompanying escort's crew vigilantly guarding the Quartet. It differed greatly from the lazy appearance of armed men from other forces. He quickly turned his head to look for this dial-up number in front of him.

“What do you care what we do? You open the door for business, we bring supplies, we don't marry you. What do you care? ”

Speaking was Huang Tingwei, dressed in a neat military uniform, Huang Tingwei had some Confucian style. He was not inferior to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and his tone was not impatient. In three or two sentences, Wu Yi was confronted with the past.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wu Yi with a fierce look on his face. He swore in his heart that if meow was okay, he would light the skylight with the old thing in front of him once meow had less cold hair.

Wu Yi saw that the group of people in front of him were not so good to talk to, hard, very hard in front of him, more powerful than the top three forces, his head flashed, he guessed who these people were, no one knew where the convoy was staying, for such a well-informed person, he also knew the real power of the convoy.

Considering that these people are the murderers of the three forces who dared not to offend, a cold sweat of white hair broke out on them. Wu Yi bowed quickly, and the bowing was even greater than ever before.

“That's it. I'm just a little businessman. How dare I compare to you? Inside please..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang let the three members guard the material and vehicle outside, took Huang Tingwei into the bright living room, the gathering place was short of everything, food, fuel, and all kinds of fuel. In the living room, a dozen electric lights broke out every corner, and dozens of large logs of chairs crowded the entrance.

Many people who arrived first, have sat on the chair, more chairs are empty waiting for people, the living room is not small size, so many chairs appear narrow to put down, several young women exposed by clothes are travelling between them, holding teacup kettles to hydrate new guests.

These women are clean and look good. Compared to the dry and thin women who sell meat outside, it is like a farewell to clouds and mud. When the women around them pass, they are dragged into their arms to play dirty and obscene handles. Those women are not panicked and left to kiss and lick on their faces with their stinky, dirty mouths. The teacup kettle in the water is steady and they dare not spill a drop.

A woman walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang, indicating whether they needed tea. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Huang Tingwei shook their heads together. They each took out a bottle of drinks and drank them. How can they drink other people's tea at will outside? Zhang Xiaoqiang and Huang Tingwei should be cautious.

Time is running out, some people come in and fill their seats, there are more people who have no seats and can only stand behind them, these people are not upset, they are all small and can't be any smaller, they don't have much money themselves, they just come to see the buzz, look at the legendary 87 grenade launcher, and buy something else by the way.

The living room became narrower as the flow of people increased, and the air quality was rapidly declining. Various smells were diffuse. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who smelled of necrophilia, had some frowns. Those people were also very poor quality. Either loud noise or loud noise. Others grabbed the tea and poured water in front of dozens of people and made Zhang Xiaoqiang think he had arrived at the bandit.

Fortunately, the suffering was not long. When he lit the second cigarette, Wu Yi appeared. Wu Yi changed into a more formal suit and walked to the front stage with a full smile, picking up a cardboard microphone:

“Ha-ha-ha! I know you don't like a lot of condoms, I don't say much about messy speeches, I know why you're here, just because I have one good thing, what good things? I don't have to tell everyone. Everybody knows...”

“Stop squirming on it, take it out quickly, and there's a delicate little beauty waiting for me to open the melon. If it wasn't for that thing, I'd be too lazy to come..."

“Yeah, yeah... don't sell it, it's just a howitzer, it's not a tank cannon, it's still hanging like this...”

“Oops, man, don't listen to them. Tell us how it got here. Let's see...”

The crowd on the field started to make a scene, and it was the people who really wanted to buy it, and the people who wanted to hear about it were the people who were making a scene.

Wu Yi was not in a hurry when he saw the chaos on the scene. He waved his hand behind his back with a smile. A moment later, two men with rifles carried a log coffee table and went up to the chair stage. The coffee table was matted with plain flower cloth with a big black shine on it.

When you see the big guy on the coffee table, you lose his voice, and it's filled with military medium-sized weapons, which you saw before the end of your life in front of the little people?