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The two walked again and saw a sparsely populated stall.

The items for sale are also very strange, including strange-looking "corpses."

When people around him saw him, they subconsciously avoided him and didn't dare to get too close.

They were weird corpses. I couldn’t say they were useless, I could only say they were completely useless.

For example, the thing that was randomly pieced together with a wooden frame and straw has been smashed, and it has lost its strange power. It is troublesome to even light a fire.

"The shelter has a team that likes to study this kind of stuff, and occasionally someone comes to buy it."

Qingshuang was very familiar with this place and seemed to come here frequently. The two of them finally came to a relatively normal stall.

A generator, a freezer, and a fat boss with an unshaven look.

"Hey, little sister is here again? What do you want to buy this time?"

The fat boss is very familiar with him. This is his long-term big customer, and he is very rich!

"Qingshuang didn't say anything this time and looked at Chen Banxian."

The latter approached the butcher's shop, which contained frozen pork heads, sausages, hams, and some other pork, offal, etc.

The fat boss narrowed his eyes slightly. He made a mistake today. This guy with the paper bag hair was not an ordinary guy. He thought he was Miss Qingshuang's follower.

"These two pig heads, and these lungs, these two pieces of water."

The fat boss was a little surprised when he heard this. Before he could speak, Chen Banxian continued: "I don't want these items, but pack everything else."

Fat Boss:! ! !

He was immediately shocked: "Brother, don't be joking, the total here is at least three hundred."

Pork ham is a rare thing, a good thing from the peaceful era. Their team spent a lot of effort to collect it.

Chen Banxian handed over the contribution point card: "Swipe."

Damn it, where is this little brother? This guy is a noble man and a grandpa!

The boss had a smile on his face. At the end of the weighing and settlement, there were a total of 364 contribution points, and a zero was wiped out, which was 360.

"Boss, next time you need such a large amount, just say hello, and I, Fat Four, will have someone deliver it to your door!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Chen Banxian agreed, and Banjiao hurriedly carried the huge sack. It was going to kill everyone in the kitchen today!

"Brother, give me something to eat."

On the way back, there were children blocking his way. They were ragged, dirty and smelly.

"Where are your adults?" Chen Banxian stared around with a friendly smile.

The child was pitiful: "Mom and dad are dead."

Pitiful. Chen Banxian bought a piece of bread from the stall next to him and gave it as a gift.

Not long after, he met an old woman begging again.

"Young man, come on."

Chen Banxian still bought some snacks.

Then there were disabled women and seriously injured and sick men. They all seemed to be eyeing him and kept begging.

Finally, when he was about to leave the trading area, a beggar lying on the ground with his legs cut off could no longer bear it.

"Brother, are you just deducting it like this? You bought so much meat and you are not willing to take a bite out of us beggars?"

This is an organized and disciplined gang that is good at keeping an eye on the big money begging in the trading area.

But today I met a strange person. I would rather go to the side of the road to buy steamed buns than give him meat to eat.

"Sir, this person is so shameless!" Qingshuang couldn't help but get angry: "Let's go around, they are not satisfied even though we are giving alms."

But at this moment, his young master was nonchalant and his eyes were compassionate: "No need."

Her young master kept walking, stepped on the beggar, and walked away.

The beggar only felt a click where he was stepped on, and then there was a heartbreaking pain that made him unable to make a sound.

This kick is directed towards the upper ribs of the lungs.

"You're in trouble." A man walked out from the roadside, wearing a tight cloak and looking about thirty years old.

"You are also his accomplice?" Chen Banxian subconsciously looked at where he could step on.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not an accomplice. I'm just reminding you that if you step on someone from the Misery Organization, they won't let it go."

The cloaked man glanced at the meat behind him: "Don't reveal your wealth. Unless you have a big background, even if you are an extraordinary person, you may quietly disappear one day and no one will care."

"So rampant?" Chen Banxian was surprised: "Does the shelter just ignore it?"

"What the hell?" The cloaked man sneered: How many extraordinary people are there? How many people are there in our shelter? They also have to defend against the monsters outside, so they don't have this time. "

Oops, I accidentally followed a routine.

Chen Banxian seemed to see that he would be in trouble later, and then came out forcefully to liquidate the so-called "miserable people" organization.

All boring?

He turned and walked directly towards the man who had been stepped on before.

"What are you going to do?" The face of the miserable member on the ground twisted in pain: "If you dare to step on me, you are finished!"

"What are you doing? Nothing, just telling you my background."

Chen Banxian knelt down and looked at him: "Do you know Fang Ping? Honorary Minister, he is my brother."

There is someone behind the labor and management, just get out of trouble!

The man on the ground was dumbfounded, and then sneered: "You think so? I even said that Die Yunfei is my brother-in-law!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you really dare to think that you are not afraid that someone will step over and beat you to death."

Chen Banxian felt a little tired: "Why don't you go check the information yourself? I just want to tell you not to accidentally offend the wrong person."

The man on the ground was messy in the wind, and he felt that his kick today might have been in vain.

The cloaked man who had been following Die Yunfei heard the conversation and said in disbelief: "Do you know the senior management of the shelter?"

He pulled off his hood: "My name is Lei Kun, brother, can I ask you a favor?"

"No help."

Don't come to him if you have troubles. Chen Banxian just wants to go back to eat meat and cultivate immortality!

"Brother, you must help me, I have a big piece of information about the life and death of our Liangcheng!"

Life or death?

Chen Banxian smiled: "Brother, it's not that I don't believe you, but now that Liangcheng is dead, where else can it go?"

"Dead until no one is left!" Lei Kun released the breaking news:

"I'm not being alarmist. I came from Qingcheng next door. There is no one alive in Qingcheng now!"

As if to prove his authenticity, Lei Kun took out his ID card. The address on it was Qingcheng.

The side mission is here again.

Chen Banxian felt like he was one head above the other: "Well, if you go back with me, you can talk to Fang Ping, but don't talk to me!"

It's not like the world wouldn't work without him. Just leave the worries to those who like to worry.

Back at the house, Fang Ping said he didn't want to worry about it, but after hearing Lei Kun's brief explanation, he realized the seriousness of the matter and went to find Die Yunfei overnight.

The next day, people noticed that the atmosphere in the shelter was not normal.

There are more and more extraordinary beings, and many masters who are hard to see have also returned from outside the city.

Chen Banxian received a meeting letter from Die Qihua. It was signed by Die Yunfei and told him to arrive.

"Sister must come." Die Qihua looked worried: "I have never seen my brother so serious. He has become so strange."