The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 309 People Who Are All Over the Street Want to Kill You

Seeing Zhang Zhen coming down, Xiao Rong hurriedly prepared the meal. The stewed chicken and potatoes was nothing fancy. It was a common home-cooked dish in reality. However, here, with a bowl of sweet rice, it already made everyone feel heaven, including Han Xiang, a self-proclaimed top-notch killer.

Each person has a bowl of rice, a chicken and potatoes, and this is the first time for Xiao Rong to eat chicken. Now she finally knows why chicken is listed as a rare commodity in the trading company.

"Big brother, I eat your apples and your chicken, but I have no money to pay you back." Zhou Ziyan prefers to eat potatoes soaked in chicken flavor, and she believes that this time she is determined to find the reward order. This feeling is destined The person to be found is the right one.

Zhang Zhen said while eating: "You are my hostage, I can't let you starve to death, don't talk while eating."

"But...but how could the hostages eat such precious food? Big Brother really wants to sell me for a good price, but I'm worthless, not as valuable as this chicken." Zhou Ziyan kept talking. , The words don't stop.

"Don't worry, brother Zhen won't sell you." Hua Ling pinched the chicken leg on her plate to Zhou Ziyan. No girl would compare herself to a chicken, and even worse than a chicken.

Zhang Zhen was actually full of sympathy, but these two 'assassins' were so unprofessional, it was a bit annoying, he said coldly: "If you don't shut up, I'll sell you, it can save me a lot of food and drink."

"I...I won't talk anymore." Zhou Ziyan buried her head in her meal, even if she was sold, she had to eat more first.

Looking at the girls who were almost picking up the rice grains in the bowl, and licking the remaining vegetable oil stains on the plate with their tongues, Hua Ling really couldn't imagine such a thing happening in front of her eyes, let alone a sensible girl in reality. , Even a child of three or five years old can't lick the bowl. If he doesn't waste half of it, he is considered a good child.

The female eagle came back from shopping and came in to report: "My lord, the cold night season is coming. I bought some clothes for the soldiers and a heater. I will send you the bill."

"No, where's the collar?" Zhang Zhen rested on the sofa.

The female eagle took out the collar from the multifunctional bag at her waist and handed it over, "I got it."

"Let's go eat. You guys are staying here today. I have something to go out later." Zhang Zhen took the collar and activated it with the green shield.

"My lord, I have to follow to protect your safety." The female eagle begged for orders when she heard that Zhang Zhen was going out.

"No, I'm in town." Zhang Zhen opened his collar and waved to Han Xiang who was hiccupping.

Han Xiang came over obediently, knelt down in front of Zhang Zhen, pressed down the collar around her neck, stretched her neck and waited.

"You really don't resist at all." Zhang Zhen was a little surprised when he put the collar on Han Xiang's neck.

Han Xiang was not worried but smiled and said: "I am now the master's servant, and wearing a slave collar is a must."

Hua Ling looked surprised at the red dots on the necklace that she thought were gemstones. She found the same one on Leiya's neck, and Zhou Ziyan also had it. Now she gave it to this cute little girl who suddenly appeared. She doesn't think it's a necklace for decoration. , slightly worried: "Brother Zhen, what is a slave collar?"

Zhang Zhen really didn't know what to say, Hua Ling definitely couldn't accept or understand it, so she nodded when she saw Han Xiang wanting to explain.

Han Xiang stood up and gave Hua Ling a female salute and said with joy, "Sister Hua, the slave collar is a kind of electronic bomb lock, and the explosives inside can directly blow people's heads off..."

"Ah!" Hua Ling exclaimed in shock, her face turned pale, it was so scary, why did she wear this Hanxiang happily.

"I'm sorry, what I said was wrong." When she realized that she had scared Hua Ling, Han Xiang hurriedly bowed her head and apologized, and immediately explained: "In the last days, slaves are allowed by the rules, and slave collars are used by masters to control slaves. The method is supported by the law of the end of the world, if the slave has misbehavior, or sneaks away from the master, the collar will be detonated."

"It's too cruel." Hua Ling pressed her chest. This is simply a brutal act of slavery, which is a serious violation of human rights.

Zhang Zhen sighed helplessly. In fact, no matter how Hua Ling explained it, it would definitely be unacceptable. After all, in reality, it can be regarded as a relatively fair age for human development. Compared with this place, it is simply a paradise.

"No... don't blame the master. Wearing a collar is the duty of our servants." Han Xiang hurriedly bent down again to admit her mistake, explaining for Zhang Zhen.

Zhou Ziyan also said: "Sister Hua, you should wear a collar. We are now the hostages and servants of Big Brother. Only by wearing a collar can Big Brother feel at ease with us. Besides, Hanxiang is a killer."

Zhang Zhen felt that it was useless to explain, so he got up and said, "Han Xiang, follow me, and the rest of you should not leave the villa easily."

Hua Ling nodded. Xiao Rong once told her how dark the end of the world is and how miserable human beings are. Emotionally speaking, she can understand Zhang Zhen's behavior, but years of education and real life still make her very uncomfortable.

Qing Luo has always kept a distance from Hua Ling, and she hastened to follow. As long as she can get the favor of the master, she will of course be very obedient.

Han Xiang was surprisingly obedient, she didn't even ask where she was going, she only opened her mouth when she entered Flea Street, "Master, the people here are all trying to kill you."

Zhang Zhen watched strangers appearing on the street one after another, and said calmly, "Isn't this the opportunity you're looking for?"

"Why did the master say that, Han Xiang is now the master's servant." Han Xiang said innocently.

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Zhen wouldn't entangle Hanxiang about what Hanxiang wanted to do, as long as he knew what he wanted to do, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing Jiaolong coming in, the butcher had already led people to surround the front of the bar, and martial law gave Zhang Zhen a safe space.

Zhang Zhen looked at the butcher and the low-quality earth-made rifles in the hands of a few people and nodded, then looked at the group of murderous people behind the wall, and swaggered into the bar. The person who came with Han Xiang must be in the crowd middle.

There were not many people in the bar. Judging from the idle glasses on the table, there were suddenly a lot of people missing. Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "You just emptied the bar?"

The butcher hurriedly replied: "Yes, my lord, many people have come here recently, for the safety of my lord, I drove all the outsiders out."

"Oh, that's not a loss to the proprietress." Zhang Zhen smiled at Hei Xiezi, "I'm responsible for the wine that the butchers drink here, and I'll give you [-] crystal coins first."

"Your Excellency is really generous." Hei Scorpion hurriedly picked up the badge on the counter to collect the money, the ten thousand crystal coins were enough for these rats to drink for a month.

"Thank you, my lord." The butcher heard that it was [-], and his eyes lit up. There is still more than half of the cow, and he has sold some of it these days. Everyone's life is very nourishing. Now that there is wine for offering, it is really a fairy life .

Zhang Zhen sat down in front of the prison head, pushed the wine glass over and said, "Boss, do you have any suggestions for me?"

The jailer raised his glass and said, "You have done well, no one will do better than you."

"But the crisis is still not resolved." Zhang Zhen sighed. The butchers and the aborigines are stable, but there are probably dozens of unfamiliar faces. These people are not businessmen nestled in Flea Street.

"When the cold night comes, these people will be trapped here, which also means that there will be no more people coming. Bafang Town will not be closed because of the adults. It may be much safer not to leave the town." The jailer took a sip of beer He said with a worried look on his face.

Zhang Zhen looked at the dancer who danced like a robot day after day and asked, "Is there a way to break the deadlock?"

(End of this chapter)