Collapse, I Will Take You to Fight!

"Who cares!?"

"I'll cook you something delicious tonight."

"make a deal!"

Kiana was refreshed, passed Zeke a few steps, and walked forward instead.

"You hurry up, finish your work, and quickly cook for me!"

"..."

Zeke brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders and pouted in disdain.

Oh, Kiana!

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Chapter 5 Suicide

Burning charcoal in the snow requires skill.

Terrain, shading, moisture isolation, and wood species all require the experience and skills of professionals.

Zeke is professional.

It's not that he burned charcoal in his previous life, but his inhuman level of understanding and learning ability allowed him to integrate a full set of theoretical methods through some information and thinking.

Fortunately, they found a shallow cave.

For wood, with the power of chainsaws, sleds, and Kiana, it can be done with a little effort.

Everything went well, exactly as Zeek rehearsed, except...

"(??) It's so warm here, Zeke, let's sleep here tonight!"

The thick layer of soil buried the burning wood in the ground, isolating the air, but it still could not stop the slightest trace of heat from penetrating upwards.

Therefore, the fresh soil exudes a steady stream of heat.

Kiana put her hands on the warm soil, a fascinated look on her cat-like face.

As the preface, she was reluctant to leave, and even planned to spend the night in this warm place.

"Ugh!"

Zeke sighed, then raised the shovel aloft.

Kiana Σ(っ°Д°;)っ: "Wait a minute! What are you doing?"

Zeke: "Don't you want to sleep? I...help...you...ah!"

The gloomy tone, the cold and terrifying dead eyes, and the strange curvature of the corners of Zeke's mouth raised, this scene is like a scene from a horror movie.

Do not!This is by no means helpful!This is to make the lovely Miss Kiana unable to sleep for a long time on the spot!

"I see, let's go now!"

"Don't you want to sleep here?"

"No sleep! No sleep! I'm in good spirits now! And the bed at home is more comfortable!"

Kiana nodded vigorously to show her sincerity.

Then Zeke put the shovel down.

The air suddenly became fresh, and the atmosphere suddenly changed, just like the unknown black and white photos suddenly became brighter and turned into selfies in the circle of friends.

"Why don't you let it go, why are you so scary?"

Kiana patted her little heart and muttered.

Zeke rolled his eyes vaguely.

Qiana, white-haired, active, jumping off, second-hand—essentially, this young girl's body is filled with a soul similar to a husky.

It's not a strong deterrent, it can't hold such a soul.

In addition, the appearance of the white-haired dumplings was so frightened that she was teary-eyed, which was unexpectedly cute.

So Zeke couldn't help stretching out his hand and rubbing it on top of Kiana's head, in exchange for a cute, silly smile.

"Let's go back."

"Is this gone?"

"It will take four days to dig. In the next few days, I will burn a pit every day, which is almost enough to sell. The market is still too small, and there is no way to make it bigger."

"So, what are we doing this afternoon?"

Under the expectant gaze of Kiana for some reason, Zeke thought for a while and said:

"Go and inquire about your father's news yourself. If I say it, do some preparations and collect some news by the way."

"Yeah, I almost forgot about the stinky dad, hehe!"

Don't forget!That's your daddy... oh, not a daddy in a way, that's fine.

Thinking of Kiana's complicated background, Zeke sighed.

It's better to be nice to her, the little girl will have more difficult days in the future.

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Mond is the name of this town.It is located in the border area between Europe and the Maoxiong country. During the war in the early years, its ownership was once converted between many surrounding countries. One country a day. As a result, although it belongs to the Maoxiong country in name, in fact, the father does not care about the mother. If you don't love it, no one wants to care.

Because of the chaotic management, complicated terrain and closed traffic, and no valuable resources, it has always been poor.

In recent years, capable local people have been migrating outwards, taking away a lot of production and consumption power, so that the people's livelihood here is even worse.

However, closed, backward, and chaotic management have become the perfect venue for some shady transactions.

"What about the money?"

"What about the goods?"

"When the money arrives, the goods are there!"

"When the goods are there, the money will come!"

"light and spacious!"

"happy!"

Next door, in the attic.Using an earthen thin-wire microphone, Zeke, who could hear the conversation clearly, rolled his eyes.

'You guys are making movies here! '

Remember when Zeke and Kiana beat up the black gangster yesterday?

At that time, Zeke wondered, how can such a poor place raise a bunch of second-rate people who are well-fed?

Then through some investigation, he found the base camp of this wave of people.

It just so happened that the house next door was going to have the roof repaired yesterday, and Zeke took over the matter and left behind a little by the way.

Unexpectedly, there is an unexpected harvest today.

There is no other meaning. On the one hand, after meeting them, Zeke needs to see their follow-up reactions. If there is a follow-up to this trouble, it is best to prepare in advance.

On the other hand, he just wanted to see what the financial inflows and outflows were behind this wave of small gangsters, and then, if there was a need, he might be able to make a fortune.

Since ancient times, the first pot of gold is usually not very glorious.

Without a windfall to act as start-up capital, a high-rise building cannot get up.

Zeke needed just such a windfall.

If it was him who was ordinary in his previous life, of course, the farther away this kind of thing is, the better.

But now, with a superhuman brain, he can try to do something unusual.

The premise of salted fish is to have food and clothing without worry, even if it is a problem to eat, people who like to sit on the sofa and play with their mobile phones all day are not salted fish, they are waste people.

Zeke wants to be a salted fish, not a waste.

Catching a large sum of money can greatly reduce the time it takes for him to be assured of being a salted fish.

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"Beautiful knife? Pay attention!"

"It's easy to bring, and it's convenient for you too!"

"Are you satisfied with the goods?"

"I have cooperated so many times, and I can trust you. By the way, what happened to your subordinates? Don't tell me that you fell into this after drinking too much."

"I drank too much, but I didn't fall, I went out to make trouble, I asked for it."

"Do you need help?"

"No, it's all arranged. There is a rich man in Siberia who likes that type, and it happens to be another deal."

"Haha, it's better to be careful. The population of this town is not very large, and it will be very conspicuous if there are unprovoked disappearances."

"It's just two orphans. No one will care. At most, they thought they went to beg somewhere else."

"You just have to figure it out."

……

"Um!?"

Zeke stood in awe, tactically leaning back.

Guys, I haven't made up my mind yet, you're going to hit us with the abacus first.

Can this be tolerated?

After carefully listening to the dialogue inside, until they started to pack up and eat, Zeke recalled the voice of the dialogue he heard and analyzed some conclusions:

Two groups of people, a total of eleven people.

There were at least seven people who were blackmailed by him and Qiana, and they could be called locals;