A little boy, about seven years old, was very thin and had no clothes on his upper body. A few strips of cloth made a small underpants under his body. He was bared and black footed, struggling to run at the back, carrying a dirty woven bag in his hand.
The little boy was not fast, but he was very flexible. Others were all busy running. He was the only one with a small mirror in his hand, looking behind him from time to time. To see something wrong, he changed his direction and avoided the straight line pursued by the big fish.
In the beginning, the big fish chased the big food to eat. Now the big one is finished, and the small one can't let go. Although the little boy is very smart, when two big fish stare at him at the same time, the little boy's last time in the world will be limited.
I don't know what's in the little boy's bag. It's very heavy in the children's hands, but the children can't do it. Even when it comes to life and death, he won't let go.
Huang Quan's heart moved and ran towards the child. He picked up the child and ran back regardless of his struggle. Huang Quan knew that the big fish couldn't get up quickly on the land, and those who were eaten were scared to their knees. This child was very interested in Huang Quan. It was a tactical skill to look behind him with a small mirror, and he had the idea to cultivate him.
In the end, the big fish gave up their pursuit. Today's harvest was good. On average, one big fish bucket ate one. In summer, the gravel ground was boiling hot, which made the big fish very uncomfortable. They returned to the water one after another, reassuring the people who had escaped. They refused to take the shore to collect any more. Most of them had today's food, What to eat tomorrow is not in their mind.
"What's your name?" Huang Quan put down the child and asked casually. The child glanced at Huang Quan in military uniform, with disdain and a little rebellious in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and pointed to Huang Quan. Huang Quan saw an open space along the direction of the child's fingers, and said in his heart: "I've been cheated." turning around, the child squeezed into the crowd.
Huang Quan can't laugh or cry. He thinks that the top student of the military academy was cheated by a young child, or was run away by a child under his nose. It's a shame to leave him at home. Fortunately, no one saw him. Otherwise, he would lose his wisdom.
He was just a little moved to cultivate an officer. The child's running away only shows that the little guy is not lucky. As for other things, Huang Quan didn't think so far.
The crowd in front of him is crowded and noisy. I don't know what it is for. No matter what it is, it's none of his business. Huang Quan rubs the edge of the crowd and goes forward. At the end of the crowd, he sees dozens of men with knives and sticks blocking the road ahead, and men and women with bags are checking it.
Just after a glance, I realized that someone was collecting taxes, which amused me. It seems that this site belongs to the motorcade. Should the motorcade collect taxes?
After thinking about it, Huang Quan didn't stop it. There are too many cups to watch today. On the edge of life and death, the ugliness among the poor people will not be less than those who cheer loudly to see the beast eating man. Some people charge their taxes, and Huang Quan doesn't think it's delicious. Even if they have a warm heart, they will be watered down by these selfish poor people.
Huang Quan, the head of tax collection, knows which guy is setting up a gambling stall. He is about the same age as Huang Quan. He is not fierce in appearance. On the contrary, he is a bit of pretty. His expression at this time really betrays the good face his parents gave him.
"Ma Sanchun, let's go first. Next time we have another chance, please remember to call us. It's so enjoyable. It's a pity that we are blocked. Otherwise, it's good to see monsters eating people."
The men and women in neat clothes and ruddy faces left one after another, and the poor lowered their heads to send them away, In addition to deep resentment, there was also a little flattery, which made Huang Quan feel a kind of despair towards these poor people. People were discussing how to feed them to the zombies. They did not dare to resist. Even their expression was numb with flattery. Didn't they know that the other side no longer regarded them as human beings? Or do they stop treating themselves as human beings?
Huang Quan sighs that Ma Sanchun begins to collect taxes. A middle-aged woman walks up. She looks scared and drags a plastic bag. When she finds out that the people are not looking good, she trembles and hands over the bag. The bag is snatched away and falls to the ground.
All kinds of wild vegetables, grass roots and moss are scattered on the ground. A man with a big bag confiscates all the wild vegetables and signals the woman to go away. The middle-aged woman looks at her wild vegetables with heartache and honestly picks up the grass roots and moss and goes out.
In Huang Quan's eyes, it's better to say that it's tax revenue. The man who collects wild vegetables has rich experience. He is quick to distinguish wild vegetables and put them in his pocket. He can't take grass roots or other things. I think those poor people who dig wild vegetables haven't eaten real wild vegetables for a long time.
One person probably wanted to take advantage of the fact that there were only a few wild vegetables in the bag, most of which were grass roots, moss and mixed with sand. The man who inspected the wild vegetables looked up at Ma Sanchun.Ma Sanchun's face changed color and waved his right hand suddenly. Several big men from five big three places rushed up and dragged the man to one side, which was a beating. All kinds of vegetation dug by the man was thrown aside, and he was also pissed on it.
Here, Huang Quan felt relieved. He recognized that the man who had been beaten was the man who had been trampled on others to escape. He was punished for his fate. The man was punished. What about the woman?
One by one, the exploited men and women went out, Ma Sanchun's big bag slowly swelled up, and all kinds of Lake delicacies were harvested. When the woman in red appeared, Huang Quan found that the woman had only one bag in her hand.
Huang Quan was a little surprised. Did the woman hide the bag? This is under the eyelids of the crowd, every move in the eyes of others, how did she do it?
The answer was soon revealed. The woman behaved normally and handed in as many wild vegetables as others. However, it was found that her walking posture was not right. If she could escape the pursuit of big fish, she could run and jump.
The woman was taken off her pants on the spot, and a plastic bag was tied to her crotch. The original rule was to be beaten. The washed woman aroused the lust of those people and was dragged aside to practice in the wild.
Seeing this, Huang Quan's sullen spirit was helped by Ma Sanchun and others. He wanted to go out and go back to the camp. The escaped child appeared, and it was his turn to hand it over.
Children's harvest is not bad, he carried two big crabs to Ma Sanchun, carrying a bag to go out···
"Wait a minute... Open the bag... Ma Sanchun didn't let the child go because the lake freshness handed over by the child was better than others. The child turned pale, He held the bag tightly in his arms, which he exchanged for his life.
"Wait a minute..." Huang Quan came forward. He saved the child and the crab in the child's hand. Why should these guys collect taxes?
Huang Quan walks up behind the child, stares at Ma Shanchun and others and says:
"He's from our camp. Give those two Crabs back. I don't think I saw the rest."
Huang Quan has long been in the eye of Ma Sanchun. Ma Sanchun doesn't know Huang Quan, but he knows about the arrival of the motorcade. Of course, he only knows about one thing, In other words, what he knows is false information deliberately told to him by others.
The three major forces in the gathering place all gave orders to their subordinates. The explanation to the outside was that the motorcade was temporarily staying. Even the camp was not allowed to be built in a safe area. There were not many people, and there were less than 100 men. They wanted those small and medium-sized forces to find trouble with the motorcade.
This is a strategy of killing two birds with one stone. The motorcade has eliminated those small forces and reduced the hidden danger of gathering places. As long as there is not a lot of food in the motorcade, the motorcade dare not accept too many people.
Small forces caused losses to the team, they are happy to see, after all, they were bullied by the team is not light.
At present, Ma Sanchun has become the first cannon fodder to show the real strength of the team.
Ma Sanchun looks at Huang Quan with his arms hanging. He has seen Huang Quan's military uniform and gun equipment for a long time. These are not in his eyes. What he looks at is Huang Quan's momentum and military temperament.
Huang Quan didn't speak either. He didn't touch the handle of the gun with his right hand. He was close to his trousers and looked at Ma Sanchun's face. His thumb was rubbing the handle of the spike which was clasped in the palm of his hand.
"This brother, is he new? Do you know the rules? I've been collecting taxes here all the time. What I'm talking about here is the rules. If you want to live happily in this area, you have to follow my rules. "
Ma Sanchun's words made Huang Quan's eyes narrow. Two cold stars shot into Ma Sanchun's eyes, which made him shiver. He took a small step back. Then he woke up and took a big step forward. Looking at Huang Quan, those men with knives and sticks also gathered around him.
The child standing in front of him didn't stay with him because he was protected by the yellow spring. He was the fastest runner. In an instant, he slipped behind and retreated to the distance with the rest of the poor.
In the corner of his eyes, Huang Quan came to those fierce men who were gathered around him. His face was silent
"That was before. Now the land belongs to us. Every plant on it belongs to us. I changed the conditions, You're going to spit out all the supplies you just received
The tone of Huang Quan's voice was as soft and thin as before, which was quite different from his drinking when he was training the players. If Liang Zi had been here, he would have guessed that killing God was moving his heart