I run a resort hotel in the end times

The convoys stopped outside the port one after another.

"Roar!"

The zombie guarding the gate roared and moved forward when he heard the noise.

There was a ding-dong sound on the dry ankle - it was a finger-thick iron chain, and it was forced to stop after a few steps.

It turned out that someone had locked it here on purpose.

Chu Wanfu looked at the time. He came early enough and had enough time to make arrangements.

The vanguard team went in first to check, and made a gesture of safe entry one minute later.

The teams guarding outside entered one after another.

The port was empty. In addition to the only building, there were only a few large containers with broken openings scattered in the venue.

The sniper walked into the building carefully with a silent superpower gun, ready to find a suitable shelter on the roof.

Xia Yan woke up at the moment of braking, but she was still a little dazed, and she held the quilt to relax for a while.

She put the thin quilt into the system grid.

After taking a nap, the whole person was full of energy.

She looked at the half-lowered car window on the side. Outside, Jing Yimai was holding a stack of vulture clothes with thick threads sewn on the chest, and motioned to Chu Wanfu to show it.

"Yesterday I found a work log of Ru Yongnan, which said that every time there was a 'handover', 15 people would be sent to wear this kind of internal clothes to distinguish whether the two parties were agreed to be insiders."

He left a set and changed on the spot, with a dark brown beret worn crookedly inside.

This outfit looked really out of place.

Chu Wanfu called someone over and arranged for them to change clothes on the spot.

Of course, he would also set an example and change clothes first.

But when he accidentally glanced back, he saw Boss Xia holding his cheek, watching silently with a smile in his eyes.

He was wearing a hat and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and a little uncomfortable.

How could someone stare at him so openly?

Where is the shyness?

Where is the reserve?

Xia Yan: "Please move aside, you're blocking my view."

Well, she really didn't have one.

Chu Wanfu was speechless, but he took a step away.

Seeing this, Jing Yimai, who had turned into an old man, also walked away to the right in silence.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Yan was also wearing the same clothes, standing behind several tall soldiers, eating a root of hunger.

Jing Yimai was holding an eyeshadow palette that had expired for who knows how many years, and was painting hunger and weakness makeup for the soldiers in front.

When she saw Chu Wanfu's sunken cheeks, loose skin, and dark lower eyelids.

Xia Yan decided to pay attention to Jing Yimai's identity as a dandy in her heart.

"Have you studied it?"

Jing Yimai: "Almost. My major was a makeup stuntman."

Soldiers: "Oh~"

The group walked to the port in a mighty manner.

The sea breeze blew the corners of the clothes flying.

The vast sea lived up to its original blue color and turned into a dark gray and black color. As the sea breeze hit the rugged rocks, it stirred up high waves, and the water droplets sprinkled on the ground formed a small puddle of light black.

After being used to the emerald green waters of Lidai Island, one would doubt whether this was the ocean in front of him.

She moved her nose and stretched out a finger to press it under her nose.

It was also very smelly.

A rotten smell.

Chu Wanfu in front suddenly said, "They are coming."

Xia Yan looked at the time. It was only five forty, twenty minutes earlier than the agreed time.

Fortunately, they set off early.

She looked up and saw a particularly large ship swaying left and right with the waves on the distant sea line. The sails were bulging high, and she could see several tall and strong men on the deck swinging iron bars to prevent birds from attacking.

As they gradually approached, the other side also noticed them, looked around, and made a few gestures.

Chu Wanfu: "Everyone, step back a few steps and have someone look for hidden carts nearby. The other party asked why we didn't prepare anything."

After a while, Jing Yimai actually found a steel "prisoner car" from an extremely secret darkroom in the next building.

It seems that this is what he was talking about.

"There are also various tables, benches, wine glasses and other things in the room, bring them all together."

As he spoke, he turned his back, took out the work log that was close to him, and found a simple painting.

At that time, he thought that Ru Yongnan had painted it when he was free, but now he saw that there was indeed no useless place.

He took out the paper and asked everyone to arrange it according to the pattern on it.

Two large dining tables that can accommodate forty people in total, painted with seven sets of exquisite lace plates, and even equipped with thin-necked goblets, not to mention napkins, candlesticks and other supplies.

Before they had too much emotional reaction, Chu Wanfu shouted in front, asking them to gather quickly, because the other party was about to dock.

So soon?

Xia Yan put down the antique double dragon candlestick, straightened his clothes, and imitated Jing Yimai, wearing a mask made of rags and a big hat that was equally tattered.

Standing behind the crowd.

The deafening roar of the ship gradually approached.

The muscles on the arms of several sailors on the deck were very developed. They picked up the rope and swung it into a rapidly rotating windmill.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound of breaking wind.

"Catch it! Newbies! Be careful not to be beaten into pieces by the rope!"

Then the sailors seemed to have anticipated what would happen next and laughed first.

Don't underestimate this rope. There are steel bars inside. When they swing it vigorously, if you are hit, you will be black and purple at the least, or your ribs will be broken at the worst.

This is one of the few, the only fun after a long and boring life at sea.

They were originally pirates wandering on the high seas. They were driven away and arrested by various forces earlier. After finally ushering in the end of the world, they did not wait for half a year to be completely free and easy, and they met an organization that was very good at lobbying.

Since everyone has the same goal, they will follow it wholeheartedly.

But they are pirates who kill without blinking an eye. How could they retire?

Holding high the banner of the end of the world, they rob wherever they go.

Looking at the group of sheep in the greenhouse, they can only huddle and beg for mercy, which greatly satisfies their bloodthirsty hearts.

Especially there will be the officials they hate the most!

Thinking of this, the sailors suddenly found that the people on the opposite side looked righteous?

Pah——

I will find an excuse to deal with them later.

It happened in a flash. When the sailors thought that the rope with steel bars would break the old man in half.

But they saw that the old man dared to reach out and grab him.

Haha, his arm was beaten to pieces by him——

Hmm? Wait a minute!

The old man’s skinny hands caught the rope steadily and pushed back a few steps to relieve the impact.

He pulled the rope hard and then tied it tightly to the protrusions at the back.

Nothing? ?

The sailors did not hide their shock, stretched out most of their bodies, and waved their gnarled arms.

“Hey! That old man, show me your hand!”

The old man lowered his triangular eyes, stretched out his clenched hands, and slowly spread out his five fingers.

The rough palm was red, and liquid was faintly flowing from the deep cracks.