Chapter 1554: Murder and Arson Gold Belt

"Come on, come on, the last four mooncakes, the last four, while stocks last!"

"Okay, now there are only the last three left!"

Xie Dongming Barbecue Restaurant, many people gathered, Zhu Ziming stood on the steps next to the door, in front of him was a small table, on which were three mooncakes.

"I want them all!" Daxiong squeezed through the crowd and shouted loudly.

Daxiong, who ran out of the Water Dragon Club Bar in shame, originally wanted to go back to the dormitory building first, but when he passed by the barbecue stall and found that the barbecue restaurant was actually shouting, he stopped immediately.

Zhu Ziming raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, one mooncake is 7 points, three is 21 points, please give me the number plate."

As he said, he stretched out his hand.

"No!? How come mooncakes are 7 points each? Isn't it 5 points?"

"The price has increased, just say whether you want to buy it or not?" Zhu Ziming didn't explain too much. Now there are people who have mooncakes on the market who are unwilling to sell them, and there are a lot of people who want mooncakes.

Daxiong hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth, and thought of the arrogant face of Big Brother B of the Cold-Blooded Army just now, and said with a ruthless heart: "Okay, I'll give it to you!"

The boss wanted to buy it anyway. As the boss said, now the mooncake is not just a mooncake, but also a symbol of status.

As a large force in the trading market, other forces have mooncakes, but they don't, which makes them look very shameless.

This is like the bosses who did business before the end of the world. Other bosses have special cars to pick them up, and they travel in Mercedes-Benz or Rolls-Royce cars, while their bosses can only take buses and subways to travel, which makes them look weak.

Although 21 points are not a small amount, they have to buy it now.

Zhu Ziming looked at the number plate handed over by Daxiong, smiled, and handed the number plate to Wen Qian behind him, asking him to operate the points punching machine to deduct 21 points.

Then he handed three mooncakes to Daxiong.

After returning the number plate to Daxiong, Zhu Ziming did some calculations. He bought 23 mooncakes, and with the discount for level 4 personnel, he only spent 46 points.

In addition, they kept six mooncakes for themselves, and sold all the other 17 mooncakes.

Among them, 10 were sold for 5 points, and the other 7 were sold for 7 points because so many people wanted them. Unexpectedly, they were also sold.

In and out, a net profit of 65 points.

This time, I didn't do anything but took up dozens of points, which was very satisfying.

"Brother Zhu, you are really foresighted. I didn't expect that someone would want 7 points! It's too exaggerated. What's the point? I'm afraid you are a fool." Wen Qian approached Zhu Ziming and asked in confusion.

Zhu Ziming was in a good mood and replied with a smile:

"There are only so many mooncakes, but there are too many people in our trading market. Let's do a simple calculation. It is definitely not a loss for a level 4 personnel to buy mooncakes with 2 points. There are so many level 4 personnel, most of them will definitely buy them, and those level 5 personnel of the Water Dragon Club who have a lot of points will definitely want them."

"So, I dared to take 23 mooncakes without hesitation!"

At this point, he had a proud look on his face.

Wen Qian looked at Zhu Ziming with admiration, "Brother Zhu is awesome!"

The next day.

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Most of the survivors in the end times have no concept of holidays, no holidays.

Although they know that today is Mid-Autumn Festival, those who should work still have to work, and those who should go out to search for supplies still have to go out.

Uncle San and Li Zhengping still did not choose to return to the big camphor tree base.

Originally, they just used the trading market as a test, but they didn't expect the trading market to develop so well.

In the past, Oil City was just a branch base that provided oil to the headquarters base. Now, as it developed better and better, more and more people were sent from the headquarters base to reinforce.

At this time, Oil City has become an extremely important existence in the camphor tree forces.

As the strategic position of Oil City became more and more important, a heavyweight figure must be left here to manage this place, so Uncle San chose to stay.

Before dawn, Zheng Hanbing and seven others came to the gate of the trading market to line up.

But when they got here, they found that they were not the first to come.

There were dozens of people queuing in front of them, all of whom were people who left the trading market early.

"Brother Zheng, it seems that there are many people who have the same idea as us." Jie Dali came over and said.

Come and line up early, so that you can go out early, avoid the flow of people, and reduce trouble.

Zheng Hanbing looked at the moon in the sky and looked down at his electronic watch.

"5:14, there are still two and a half hours before the door opens"

This means that they have to stand here for more than two hours. Once they leave, they have to line up again.

No one dares to cut in line at the trading market, because the patrol officers will teach you a lesson.

Because the punishment is so severe, the survivors who stay in the trading market have shown extremely high civilized ethics.

It is not because of their own high quality, but because the punishment is so severe that they cannot bear it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was 7:30 in the morning, and there was still half an hour before the trading market opened.

More and more people gathered outside the gate, and even the four teams were lined up for hundreds of meters.

"Brother Zheng, the two people who followed us yesterday are here again. You can see that they are staring at us, the one wearing a hat on the right," Feng Cheng patted Zheng Hanbing in front of him and said.

Zheng Hanbing glanced in the direction Feng Cheng said, and saw a man in a baseball cap looking at them.

There was a tall man standing next to the baseball cap.

Zheng Hanbing's heart sank. These people were chasing them relentlessly.

"It's okay, don't answer them, Old Feng, tell them to follow me immediately after leaving the gate of the city, and run as fast as possible!"

"Okay." Feng Cheng nodded and passed the message back.

Tap, tap, tap!

At this moment, footsteps came from behind them.

Cao Le led a team of hundreds of people to the gate.

Seeing their uniform movements, plus the cold black guns hanging on their chests, the people in the team moved aside.

There was a lot of discussion among the survivors.

"What a face!"

"Wear that skin, carry that gun, you too."

"Haha, it's not that easy."

"The door is open, the door is open."

Boom boom--

The gate slammed open, and the survivors were ready to move, but they were blocked by a row of guards in front of them to enter the city.

The inspectors and registrants entered the city to check the equipment and stood at their respective posts.

After everything was ready, Liu Jinglue picked up the intercom to contact Cao Le, "Captain Cao, you can open the gate of the city."

"Also, Xiaofeng, you can let people out."

After Xiaofeng and Cao Le received Liu Jinglue's message, Cao Le immediately opened the gate of the city.

The twenty-meter-long reinforced concrete electric gate weighing hundreds of tons slowly opened.

On the other side, the survivors who were queuing saw that they could go out, and immediately walked into the city.

There were four exits in total, so it was soon Zheng Hanbing's turn, and it was relatively simple to go out.

Some people did not carry any contraband when they came in, so they could go out directly.

But when Zheng Hanbing and his team came in, they brought some cold weapons, so they had to wait for a while.

But there are very few people who enter the trading market without cold weapons. Most survivors have a weapon in their hands when they are outside, so that they can fight back if they encounter zombies.

Because they came earlier, there were only a few dozen people in the front line.

Soon, they received their machetes and daggers.

After they got the daggers, they ran all the way to the exit.

Zheng Hanbing ran eastward at the fastest speed, and the other six followed closely.

At this time, the Golden Tiger Gang that had targeted them was still queuing behind them, and they had not even reached the place to retrieve supplies.

"Second brother, they ran out, what should we do?" asked the man in the hat.

"Damn it, don't take weapons, take the fast lane, don't take anything." A short middle-aged man's face turned cold.

He walked out of the team with a dozen people and ran directly to the fast lane.

This road of the fast lane is specially prepared for those who do not carry contraband.

After five or six years in the apocalypse, the survivors have basically killed zombies. There is a big difference between having weapons and not having weapons.

They didn't bring any weapons, so it was difficult for them to deal with those who had retrieved their weapons.

When they hurried to the gate, they saw that Zheng Hanbing's gang had already run a few hundred meters away.

The short middle-aged man looked at Zheng Hanbing who was going away and cursed: "Fuck!"

"Why did they go out so early?"

"Yesterday we saw someone approaching them."

"Who?"

"Liu Dongdou!"

"It's him again. Why does this bastard always ruin our good things? No, we must deal with him next time! Send someone to keep an eye on him. I don't believe he won't leave the city."

At this time, Cao Le came over with a gun in his hand.

"Qiu Laoer."

"Hey, Captain Cao, good morning." Qiu Laoer's originally gloomy face immediately showed a smile, and his expression changed very quickly.

Cao Le looked outside, and then looked at Qiu Laoer and his group.

"Leave the city?"

"Uh" Qiu Laoer hesitated. If he left the city now, he would definitely not be able to catch up with Zheng Hanbing's gang.

"No."

"Then why are you standing here? Are you blocking the way?"

Cao Le's eyes were sharp, "I warn you, if I see your Golden Tiger Gang killing people and looting goods near the trading market, your Golden Tiger Gang will no longer exist!"

As the captain of the gate guard, he stayed here every day and saw many people and things, so he naturally knew all the ins and outs here.

Qiu Laoer's back teeth were broken, and he wanted to say it's none of your business!

You Oil City cares so much? ? !

But he really couldn't afford to offend Oil City. Oil City is undoubtedly the overlord of this area, no one else.

And Oil City's style of doing things is extremely cruel. If you follow their rules, it's fine.

If you don't follow their rules, you'll die.

Qiu Laoer lowered his head with a cold look in his eyes.

The moment he raised his head, his eyes became clear again.

"Hey, Captain Cao, look at what you said. We, the Golden Tiger Gang, are the most obedient to the rules of our trading market. You really misunderstood us."

"Oh, really? I received a report about you."

"Report?" Qiu Laoer's brain was spinning wildly, thinking about which robbery he had left alive.

"Be honest, if I see you killing people and looting goods around the trading market with my own eyes, I will kill you!" Cao Le said in a flat tone.

It doesn't feel like a threat, but more like a statement of fact.

But this way of speaking gave Qiu Laoer a greater sense of oppression.

"Don't worry, hahaha." Qiu Laoer forced a smile and led his men back to the trading market.

Oil City's attitude is very clear. I don't care what you do outside.

But if you grab goods and kill people under my nose, it will be regarded as a provocation to the trading market.

The other side.

Zheng Hanbing and the other seven people used all their energy and ran madly towards the mountains and forests to the east.

The reason why I chose the east side is because the mountain forest on the east side is closest to the gate.

A few minutes later, they ran into the forest.

Zheng Hanbing looked nervously in the direction of the trading market, his heart almost beating out of his chest.

When he saw that no one was following him, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Huhu——

"Let's go over this mountain first, and then take the path back." Zheng Hanbing said to the panting companions next to him.

Everyone nodded and followed Zheng Hanbing up the mountain.

Beep——

A burst of noise suddenly sounded from the speakers everywhere in the trading market.

Lao Luo's voice came from the speaker.

"Notice of a penalty:"

"It is now discovered that Level 3 personnel Mengzi and Xie Dongling received bribes from the Speeder Party."

"The punishment is as follows. Level three personnel Mengzi and Xie Dongling will be dismissed from their current positions and reduced to level five personnel. Each person will be fined 50 points. In addition, the speedster will be fined 500 points, and they will not be able to buy fuel at the trading market for a month! "

"The above, I hope you will be vigilant about yourselves!"

Trading bazaar, residential area.

First-class housing, building No. 3.

This is the best housing in the trading market, and it is basically used for Level 3 non-staff personnel.

The housing management staff and Shen Xiaoxiao came here.

"Mengzi, Xie Dongling, you heard the broadcast, don't come to the gas station again." Shen Xiaoxiao looked at the two of them, his eyes full of anger.

She still trusted these two people before.

Unexpectedly, these two people stabbed him in the back, causing him to be implicated and scolded.

The housing manager of the trading market also said:

"Have you packed your things? Do you want to continue living in the trading market?"

According to regulations, level 5 personnel are not qualified to live in first-grade housing at all.

Although Level 4 personnel can live there, they will have to pay more points.

Mengzi and the others were originally Level 3 personnel and could live for free.

Mengzi's eyes were red, their faces were dark, and they looked like they hadn't slept all night.

Since being caught yesterday, they have been waiting for the results today.

Now that the results have been processed, it feels like bad news.

After hearing the words of the housing manager, Mengzi said in a hoarse voice: "We still want to stay in the trading market and change to third-level housing."

Now is different from before. From now on, they will have no stable minimum income, no assigned jobs, and no free housing.

Especially when I was fined and deducted 50 points.

But no matter what, the upper management got around them and did not deduct all their points.

The other four people in the same dormitory looked at the two of them and sighed.

"You two really are, why would you have done it in the first place if you had known today!"

Xia Tian said with a bit of hatred:

"Lao Meng, Lao Xie, I really don't understand you two. We already have enough. Why take such a big risk? What about the two bottles of wine? If it doesn't work, you can just buy it yourself with points. ah!"

Xie Dongling said in a hoarse voice: "That's a twenty-year-old bottle."

As soon as he said this, Xia Tian almost went over and slapped him twice.

"Will you die if you don't drink?? You'll kill yourself with just one bottle of wine! You two are such idiots!"

Xie Dongling almost cried, "We knew we were wrong. We were obsessed at the time and thought it would be okay to cooperate. Now we really know we were wrong."

"Damn it, I'm done with it, you two are having such a great time!" Xia Tian was so angry that he directly opened the door and left the dormitory.

The other three roommates were too lazy to talk to Mengzi and Xie Dongling.

After they left, the house manager said:

"Let's go and arrange housing for you."

From first-level free housing to third-level paid housing, the environment has become much worse, and there are also charges.

When a person falls from level three to level five, the benefits, status, quality of life, etc. will be completely different.

And housing is just the beginning.

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