"Why did this guy drive in?" Jiang Liushi asked.
Zhang Hua had said that only the seven leaders of the seven Gods could drive in, but in the blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face. From Zhang Hua's words, Jiang Liushi knew that Yuan boss did not belong to the 7 Gods' team. Otherwise, why would Zhang Hua ask him about the 7 Gods' trade fair?
Yuan boss also heard Jiang Liushi's question. He looked at Jiang Liushi as if he was looking at a fool, and his eyes were full of disdain.
With his identity, naturally he was too lazy to answer Jiang Liushi.
In fact, Yuan boss didn't need to explain. Zhang Hua looked at Jiang Liushi and said in an unfriendly tone, "This black market is the 7 Gods' territory, and the rules are set by the 7 Gods. Unfortunately, I am a member of the 7 Gods' team, and also one of the deputy managers of the black market!"
"We think that whoever can drive in can drive in. From the opening of the black market to the present, Yuan boss has traded seven or eight tons of mutant meat here. Of course, he is qualified!"
Yuan boss was the owner of the black market, so Zhang Hua naturally had to stand up for him.
As for Jiang Liushi's team, they didn't know how strong the strongest girl was. Even if she was strong, the team that could bring benefits to the black market was meaningful!
Seeing Zhang Hua sparing no effort to support him, Yuan boss also felt proud. He took a puff of his cigar and laughed, ignoring Jiang Liushi.
He encouraged Zhang Hua on the shoulder, and then he heard Beer Belly entering the house.
At that time, Jiang Liushi turned to Ying and said, "Drive the minibus here."
Jiang Liushi didn't want to argue with her, so he directly drove the minibus in. After being hit by Yuan boss, the previous stalls were all scattered, so the minibus could take advantage of this opportunity to drive in.
"Okay, Brother Jiang. In fact, I don't need to get in the minibus. Starseed can drive the minibus here by itself. This is the function of the minibus' butler."
Ying whispered, so only Jiang Liushi could hear her voice.
Originally, only Jiang Liushi could drive the minibus. Most of the time, he had to worry about the safety of the minibus, and his own safety could not be fully guaranteed.
But with Ying, she could not only drive for Jiang Liushi, but also add an automatic driving function to the minibus.
"Oh? Automatic driving? "Jiang Liushi was shocked." You should drive it. Automatic driving is too eye-catching. "
For the technology before doomsday, automatic driving was not a great feature, but it was strange that the minibus had such a function.
"Alright!"
After saying that, Ying walked back and forth in the market. After a while, she drove the tour bus back.
The car was 2.5 meters wide, so it was very difficult for it to pass many stalls. However, for Ying, the butler of the MCV, it was more dexterous than riding a bicycle. She did not really touch any of the stalls.
Jiang Liushi's driving depended on data modification, while Ying's driving was one of her instincts.
Ying parked her minibus outside the trade fair's gate. Seeing that scene, Zhang Hua was very unhappy. 'Jiang Liushi, how dare he make decisions in my territory?'
But to be honest, it wasn't a big deal. He snorted and let it go.
After all, Jiang Liushi was leading a small team of survivors. They had paranormals and guns, so they still had some strength.
"This kid … I will let him know the gap between him and the 7 Gods."
Zhang Hua snorted and went directly to the gate. At that time, he had already changed his target and followed Yuan boss.
If Yuan boss spent a lot at the trade fair, he would also benefit!
"Let's go in."
With the MCV parked outside, Jiang Liushi felt more at ease, and then he directly led Jiang Zhuying and others into the trade fair.
The layout of the small building in the black market was very simple. After entering, there was a lobby with five round tables in the middle of the lobby. The table in the middle was the largest, and the tables around it were slightly smaller.
Jiang Liushi blinked his eyes. Those tables should be customized after doomsday. The trade fair here was a group of people sitting together, exchanging things with each other. It was very primitive.
However, it was not realistic to build a lively and perfect market after doomsday.
Generally, a team had seven or eight people. Six or seven such teams gathered together, without a big table, it was impossible to sit down.
Especially the largest table in the middle, it was completely welded with steel plates, with a diameter of four or five meters. There were eight thigh-thick steel pipes around it, which were welded into the table legs.
That table looked extremely heavy, so one could imagine its degree of toughness. It was estimated that during the trade, two or three tons of mutant meat would be placed on it. If it was not welded, it would not be able to bear the weight.
Around each table, there were more than a dozen chairs.
At this moment, many of the round tables were already filled with people, but the big round table in the middle had fewer people. According to Chinese tradition, even if it was not explicitly stated, it was obvious that the people sitting at the big round table in the middle had a more distinguished status.
Without strength, no one dared to sit there.
For example, the seven leaders of the 7 Gods were sitting on this big round table. After Yuan boss came in, he also walked to the big round table.
On this big round table, there was a group of beautiful young girls who served the big shots. They were sitting on the edge of the chairs or simply sitting on the big shots' laps. They were being held in their arms and played with. Of course, in public, these people wouldn't go overboard.
"Haha, brothers, long time no see!"
Yuan boss cupped his fists to the people at the big round table, and those people also cupped their fists to return the greeting. After doomsday, people had returned to a society of force. In addition to the military, the government, and civil organizations, etiquette had spread unconsciously. It seemed that this kind of etiquette was in line with their identity.
"Boss Yuan, sit down!"
The one who spoke was a man wearing a fur cloak. His face was thin, and his eyes were deep and spirited. His gaze was as sharp as a knife.
He wore a large sapphire ring on his hand, a metal skull necklace on his neck, and long metal heels on his feet.
He had been holding a metal chain, as if he was raising a precious dog. But when Jiang Liushi approached, he slightly frowned. He saw that it was not a dog, but a young woman.
A girl of about 17 or 18 years old, with few clothes on, was lying on the ground like a dog, with a metal collar around her neck. She was beautiful, but her face was pale.
The man in the fur cloak moved the chain in his hand from time to time, and the girl followed. The metal collar rubbed the skin on her neck until her skin was red.
"This guy, he really deserves to die."
Jiang Zhuying could not bear to see such a scene. Many people had an ugly side in their hearts. After doomsday, the law was abolished, and morality was lost. Many ugly sides of human nature may erupt, especially those strong people who controlled power, they could be even more unscrupulous.
Perhaps some people had this idea in their hearts, but it could not be carried out in peacetime. Now the opportunity had come. In fact, if they took good care of the girl, Jiang Zhuying could accept it. But looking at the girl's body, there were many whip marks, and she was dragged out in public. Judging from the man in the fur cloak, he was most likely a pervert.
"His aura is very strong. He should be the 7 Gods' leader!"
Jiang Zhuying said again. She was very sensitive to paranormals, but Jiang Liushi was not bad. After the evolution of his brain, many of his abilities were similar to paranormals.
"It should be. Let's go."
Jiang Liushi said, and directly led the team to the big table in the middle.
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