The First Order

Li Shentan did not kill the Zong clan who Wang Congyang deliberately left. He smiled and crouched beside the overturned car and asked, "Do you have a way to contact your boss now?"

The man was still hanging on the rear seat of the car at this time. The car was turned upside down, and the man's unlucky feet were stuck and could not move.

Li Shentan stretched out his hand, but saw his fists spread apart, and the car body that had been compressed together swelled like a balloon being blown.

The man regained his freedom and almost knelt to Li Shentan: "I can contact them now, I have a satellite phone!"

Li Shentan nodded and said with a smile: "Then call him, you just heard what the man said just now, and he asked you to report to Zong's, then you should report immediately."

"Good," this man at this time the Six Gods have no master, what others say what he does, don't know whether it is the power of Li Shentan's hypnosis, or whether he is too flustered.

Li Shentan looked into his eyes and said: "A superhuman who can control the steam train attacked you. He said that in order to seek revenge from the Zong clan, gold was robbed by him."

The phone was connected, and the person said in a hurry. The person on the opposite side of the phone did not even complain, so he hung up in silence.

Li Shentan sighed: "Don't say anything, okay, it's nothing for you, just break yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man stood up limping and rushed to a rock beside the road, hitting him dead.

The nonsense on the side asked: "Why are you doing this?"

"Grandpa," Li Shentan said with a smile: "What's the fun in case of a chain reaction."

Nonsense looked at Li Shentan. When he heard the other party say it was fun, he felt bitter.

The old man knew that his grandson's character was not healthy, but he was very clear about what caused it. Most people have experienced those things and it is difficult to live like a normal person, right?

And all he can do is protect his grandson Zhou Quan in his lifetime, and he will do whatever he wants with him.

...

At this time, Ren Xiaosu, who had just landed, did not know that the overall situation in the south had been decided, and Li Shentan was on the way of Zong's escape and said that he would help him cut the grass.

He did not know that after Wang Congyang escaped from the valley area, he slept in Zong's territory for more than a month, and he left with a big vote.

At this moment, he was marching toward the riverbank with a sharp knife.

I saw that the group of gangsters with sharp swords could barely maintain the triangle formation when they disembarked, but they really underestimated the subsequent impact of the seasickness buff.

You have to know that this group of people were dizzy on the boat for two days and two nights.

Looking at a group of people walking crookedly, the road can't go straight!

Ren Xiaosu asked them if they were fine, and they said they were fine!

You have to do something when you go ashore. Ren Xiaosu suggested to change clothes first.

Zhang Xiaoman once suggested that everyone should wear Zong's earthy military uniform, so that the soldiers posing as Zong's can strike the enemy unexpectedly.

But there were too many flaws in the clothes that could be found at that time, so Ren Xiaosu rejected this idea.

But at this time, when it is really time to wear Zong's military uniforms, you must know that the place they set foot on is really difficult for an friendly army to see, and all they encounter are enemies.

The northern bank of the Beiwan River is farmland, but at this time the field is overgrown with grass, and few people seem to take care of it.

The consortium controls the site, and factories alone are not enough. Without food, it is impossible to feed so many people.

Therefore, like the factory, the consortium will also control the farming in clusters, similar to working in the factory.

"It seems that the migrants responsible for farming have also been called to fight," Zhang Xiaoman said dizzyly. "You see this crop, it will be deserted when you look at it and leave it alone."

The so-called spring sowing and harvesting in autumn, farming is by no means as simple as these four words. If no one is weeding, the weeds grow better than your crops.

"Sinfulness," Jiao Xiaochen said: "You see that the corn is about to grow ears. It's hard for us to eat this stuff in the fortress. They don't cherish it."

"However, it can be seen how much water the Zong Clan claims to be in the 200,000 troops," Zhang Xiaoman spit out. "It's no wonder that a group of crops can fight a fart battle. The marksmanship on the opposite side is not accurate at all. I think there are many such cannon fodders on Wuchuan Mountain."

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "If the refugees here are called, I'm afraid they will go in a hurry. There should be clothes falling here. Let's look for them and make sure to put them on first, and then go to find Zong's military uniform."

"The clothes of the refugees are easy to find," Zhang Xiaoman replied: "But Zong's military uniforms are not easy to get. They must be cleaned and not stained with blood. You can't expect to catch a company of Zong's soldiers alive."

Ren Xiaosu glanced at him: "Just look for a garment factory. Now Zong's garment factory must be producing all military uniforms. Just hit a garment factory and pick clothes."

Zhang Xiaoman froze for a moment, but he did not expect this.

Not far away, everyone saw the humble bungalows near the farmland, and saw the rows of houses planned together, which seemed to be the dormitories of the migrants.

There are a lot of clothes inside, but one is dirtier than the other.

At this time, I don't care too much. The sharp knife even searched the clothes in the bungalow, and then changed them all.

As a result, Ren Xiaosu suddenly heard someone humming behind the row of bungalows, still a girl's voice.

Ren Xiaosu said: "Don't worry, it's just ordinary refugees, not armed."

Let Ren Xiaosu say this, everyone is at ease, no matter how Ren Xiaosu knows.

Zhang Xiaoman whispered: "I am afraid it is a refugee who is hiding here to escape the scourge of war. Don't fight the grass and startle the snake. We are now refugees, hiding our guns in the house. Let's go out."

As soon as they went out, everyone suddenly saw an old man holding a little girl in front of the Jiandaolian. The old man and the little girl were stunned. They didn't expect that so many people would suddenly appear here.

Zhang Xiaoman kindly smiled and said: "Uncle, we are passing people, do you have anything to eat?"

"Aliens?" Uncle said stupefiedly, "Aren't you an refugee?"

Zhang Xiaoman froze for a moment: "How do you know?"

The uncle shivered: "I still saw the refugees carrying guns for the first time..."

Zhang Xiaoman looked back at Jiao Xiaochen, but he saw that Jiao Xiaochen was still dizzy. He carried the mortar, and he kicked his feet on Jiao Xiaochen's crotch. Until then, the knife and all the talents were finally released from the seasickness buff. ...

Zhang Xiaoman said angrily: "Why are you still carrying the gun?"

Jiao Xiaochen got up from the ground and muttered, "Commander, you said you put the gun in the house, and you didn't say anything about the gun!"