Doomsday rat

Chapter 943

"Benzhu, Huzi, didn't I look great just now?" At this time, Hong Tao had driven the carriage to the east side of the traffic hub building, and casually called a resident who was poking around, asked him to help feed the horse, and then took the lead in lifting two big bags He walked towards the door of the building, showing off to the two silent subordinates as he walked.

"It's so awesome. When the armored vehicle from the Ministry of Internal Affairs came, my calf was twisted. The barrel of the machine gun and the arm were thick! Brother Shu, you have some face... the pretty girl in black is the minister, right?"

Bumblebee kept a dark face and didn't say a word, he just looked simple and honest on the outside, but actually he had a lot of brains.Through the two incidents just now, I already have some ideas in my heart, knowing that this move is not for the elderly, and it may be more dangerous than running a long distance.

Shen Wansan was the real fool, with nothing but blood boiling in his head, carrying his bedroll and chasing after Hong Tao, his black face turned red with excitement.In his opinion, there is no danger at all in this trip, as long as you follow the boss closely, anyone who comes in front has to give way obediently.

"That's necessary. If I hadn't saved it back then...Damn it, is this a place where people live? It's not afraid of fire! Stop, stop, put things back in the car, I really can't bear it !"

In fact, most of the time, people like Shen Wansan are more pleasing, at least they can make people feel happy.Just as Hong Tao wanted to make it bigger, he stopped abruptly, stood at the position where he had just entered the building door, looked left and right, shrugged his nose and gritted his teeth, finally did not go in, and backed away again. out.

It’s dark in the corridors... Actually, it’s normal. Even if the East Asian Alliance has its own power plant, which can provide relatively stable electricity, it’s impossible to waste it all in the refugee settlements. Not only are there no lights in the corridors during the day, but there are also no lights at night.

But it's not right to smell the stinky and stinky smell.A hundred and ten meters downstairs is not only a row of brand-new dry toilets, but twice a day, morning and evening, there must also be refugees pushing manure trucks to collect manure from house to house, free of charge.

They will collect the manure to fertilize it, and then sell it to farmers in the safe area in the north of the city.Even though the work is inconspicuous and dirty, the income is not low, and the most important thing is stability.Anyone can not buy things, but who can not eat?As long as you eat, you have to eat, it's only right and proper!

Taking a closer look inside the corridor, the originally wide passageway has been piled up with all kinds of debris, even the windows are blocked, leaving only a gap in the middle where the two barely pass each other.

Hong Tao could tolerate a poor environment, such as sleeping in the open, or even sleeping in the ruins of a building wrapped in a leather jacket, but he really couldn't tolerate mess and danger anytime and anywhere.

If there is a child who hates it as much as I did when I was a child, if there is a little flame, there will be nothing left for the hundreds of people in the building, and they will all become barbecues.Especially the residents living on the fourth floor have no place to run except jumping off the building, such as themselves!

"Crack... boom, boom, boom..." What should I do?Hong Tao had a way, drove the carriage to the middle of the small concave square, pulled out a pistol from his waist, and fired three shots at the sky.

Pistols are not very loud, even a .45 caliber pistol is not much louder than a smashing gun.But this small square is surrounded by four-story buildings on three sides, which plays a role in sound amplification. Not only the people living in the building can hear it, but even the people who set up stalls at the intersection can hear it.

"My name is Hong Tao, and I'm also called You Luo. Some people may know me, and some may not. Whether you know me or not, you should know me by now. Whoever is in charge here will come down immediately and discuss things... 5 minutes, just wait 5 minutes, If no one comes down, I will set fire to this building and never come down again!"

After firing the gun, Hong Tao was still standing on the carriage showing off his might, with his hips crossed and his horn on his throat, screaming. While shouting, he reached out and took out a round thing from his pocket and held it in his hand. According to the photo, it was a grenade!
"This is not a hillside prairie pasture, this is a building. Are you not afraid of fire or illness when you live like this? If you are not afraid, then there is no need to set up a stall to do business and make money. Death from burning or illness is no more comfortable than dying from starvation!
They're new here and don't know the rules, but you're from the old safe zone, don't you know these too?Quickly organize people to clean up the corridors, and put them in the basement if you really don't want to throw them away. "

This trick worked quite well, and three men came out of the building door after a while, followed by five or six figures.But not all of them came over, only three men approached the carriage, and before they opened their mouths to introduce themselves, they were slammed.

"Mr. Hong, Mr. Hong, please calm down. I am Tao Wei, a family member of Feihu Construction Company. Thanks to Brother Feihu's attention, I have been arranged to take up some small responsibilities." The two immigration leaders from Xinjiang and the province may not have figured out the situation, The reaction was a little slow, and the middle-aged man who was a little bald was quite smooth, and he gave his name while taking out a cigarette.

"Sun Feihu has to listen to me when he comes. If you are worried, you can send someone to ask immediately. The two of you are the same. Sabalin calls me uncle, and Zhang Weiping calls me elder brother. You can also ask. I'm right here Wait, an hour is enough!"

Hong Tao was still holding the cigar just now in his hand, and he happened to light it right now.Now he doesn't want to pretend to be a grandson at all, and he has to make up for all the grandsons he pretended to be before, making him like an invisible big brother in the safe zone.

"That's for sure, that's for sure, Brother Feihu said before you came, let us take care of it carefully. It's just... the things in the corridor are mostly materials found by merchants. They are going to fix the stalls and turn them into sheds. In this way, the wind and rain will not be afraid.

The basement floor has been occupied by handicraft workshops, and the second floor is too damp and waterlogged, so it can't be used for the time being.You see, if this works, I'll find someone to clean the corridor first, and move out some things that are not afraid of the tide, so as to make room for people. "

Tao Wei obviously knew who Hong Tao was, and he didn't want to ask Feihu Sun, but he didn't want to make room, so he just gave him an ambiguous plan.How much space can be vacated is not sure, but it is basically muddy.

"Building a shed is a good thing, why not build it, is it possible that building a house also pays attention to the almanac?"

Hong Tao understood, and then became confused again.Most of the booths at the crossroads are temporary, or simply use a few boards and a few pieces of tarpaulin as a roof, and they will all be blown down when there is a strong wind.Since the business here is good, it is also appropriate to fix the booth.

But why not prepare the building materials? It's not the rainy season yet, so it's just the right time for construction.Could it be that there are special customs and habits among the immigrants of the rebel army, and they can't do civil engineering work lightly before the time?

"No, it's the Redeemer who won't let us...they take up a lot of space, and we suffer!" Seeing Hong Tao turned his eyes to his side, one of the two Wei men finally spoke. His Chinese is not very fluent, but he can understand.

"...You are also because of this reason?"

"Hehe... If they don't make it clear, we can only follow suit. In fact, the best way is for the three parties to sit together and talk face to face. We mentioned it a few times, but neither of them replied. "

Tao Wei grinned and explained the actual situation in detail.He is also helpless in this matter, the two sides are feuds, even if there are many local refugees, he is not willing to intervene easily.

"How many people are in charge of the Redeemer's side? What's their last name?" Even though it's just a small matter of piling up debris in the corridor, it still goes around the hatred between the Rebels and the Redeemer.

Hong Tao now has no place to hide if he wants to hide, so he must endure it or come forward.For his own safety and living comfort, he can only choose the latter, even if it will cause big trouble.The people of the Redeemer will definitely not be as talkative as the rebels, and they will lose face, and they may have hatred, but they have to bite the bullet and try.

"Jiang Yang... so badly, he killed many of us!" Speaking of the immigrant leader of the Redeemer, the two men of the Wei nationality were a little emotional, and their Chinese was even more stuttering, and their ethnicity was mixed in during the process language.

"Yo, so it's him..." Hong Tao was stunned when he heard the name, he must have heard of it.This Jiang Yang is the nominal president of the Ascetic Society, and the great nun Anna is Sun Dacheng's right-hand man.

(End of this chapter)