Doomsday Sanctuary

Chapter 1223 Armor-Piercing Bullets Are Hard to Break

It was only now that Di Ping realized that the drink was invited by Cheng Chao. Looking at the people in this room, Cheng Chao's points might have really been spent. Seeing his helpless expression made him feel a burst of laughter. .

So he also looked at Cheng Chao with a mocking expression on his face and said, "Commander Cheng must drink wine when he invites you! I don't think everyone has a lot of wine, and Commander Cheng won't give everyone another drink!"

"it is good!"

Everyone cheered in unison.

"Steward Wu, why don't you owe the account first!"

Cheng Chao grimaced, raised the card in his hand and looked at Wu Andao, the owner of the tavern.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone burst into laughter again, and Liu Han's tears were almost coming out of his laughter. Cheng Chao had just been deprived of his points by Han Zhongguo, and now the city owner has also pushed it, okay! Cheng Chao is now not only a pauper but also starting to owe his debts.

Di Ping's wine was brought up by Wu An. It is his favorite Yuluchun. Now he still has a few bottles in his room. Seeing Yuluchun's super face, his face is almost green. The price of this wine is 200 points. Han Zhongguo laughed again when he saw Cheng Chao.

"I said Commander Cheng, drinking your wine is like cutting meat!"

Di Ping looked at Cheng Chao and asked jokingly.

"Haha! City Lord, you don't know that this old man is a big smoker. He was going to buy all the cigarettes with his points, but we were blocked by us!"

Han Zhongguo nodded and Cheng Chao laughed.

"I'm broke now, I'll find you for this month's cigarettes!"

Cheng Chao stared at Han Zhongguo angrily.

"Uh!"

Han Zhongguo's laughter was immediately swallowed, and he waved his hands in horror: "Don't even think about it, I don't have enough cigarettes!"

Seeing Han Zhongguo's appearance, everyone laughed again, thinking that taking a cigarette from his big smoker's hand would not kill him.

Only then did Di Ping know why Cheng Chao was so heartbroken. These people were all old smokers. They were provided by Di Ping before, but now he had to buy them all. He also regarded cigarettes and alcohol as luxury goods. That's extremely high, and the worst cigarettes are worth 20 points per box. Their 1,000 points really can't buy many boxes. It's really not enough for them to smoke. On average, they get two or three packs a day, okay? !

This point is not enough for them to buy cigarettes without eating.

"Okay! Don't worry, I'll invite you for today's wine, let's drink more!"

Di Ping knew the whole story and shook his head secretly, these people were not enough points to smoke, and it was really difficult for them, so he smiled.

"Long live the city master!"

When everyone heard the words, they all jumped up with excitement, Long live the mountain.

"Serve the wine! Serve the drink!"

Han Zhongguo even slapped the table and yelled, a posture that didn't count until death.

Di Ping left without messing around with this group of people and drinking a glass of wine. The voices of people fighting for wine were extremely lively behind him. He had a hunch that the tavern would become the most lively place after Sanctuary City. The number of awakened people will increase, and the status of the tavern will become higher and higher. In the future, it will become a place like a professional union or a mercenary guild, and the liveliness will be inevitable.

After turning around, things were basically developing in the direction of his own design, which made him satisfied. This is a vibrant city.

In the past two days, all parts of Sanctuary City have not been idle, and the structure has been put up in a short period of time. The market layout is reasonable, the materials are abundant, and the points are distributed in place, including the post-war pensions.

From this point, it is enough to show that the current management work of Sanctuary City is in place and benign, which makes him very satisfied!

Di Ping suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes in his life. A month ago, he was still working hard to make money, but this month later, he became the city lord of a city, with countless capable soldiers and strong generals, and he had to make him have a dream. Feel.

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