Rebirth in the apocalypse: You can mess it up, I will open the book directly

"Jiang Wanfeng, bring Shen Chenyu over here."

Level 8 "communication" made the voice clearly fall into Jiang Wanfeng's ears. It only took Jiang Wanfeng half a minute from receiving the order to capturing the person.

Originally, Qin Miao was planning to visit this fairly interesting market again, but this 'human flesh stall' really ruined her mood, and Qin Miao no longer had any interest in this 'Black Skull' base.

She took out a large loudspeaker from the space, threw it into the fat stall owner's arms, and instructed: "You, go back to the stall and advertise, saying that there is an event today, free food, and each person is limited to one serving. If others ask why we are holding an event, just make up a reason."

"Ah? Free?" The fat stall owner opened his weak eyes wide and asked instinctively: "Then how do I...I, I...Dear boss, how do you make money?"

He was still a little confused about the situation and thought that Qin Miao and his gang were interested in his profitable business.

Qin Miao ignored his doubts and continued to instruct: "Explain to every customer what kind of meat you sell, and serve it to them after getting their answers. You don't have to worry about other things."

"Ah?" The fat stall owner's eyes widened even more. He hesitated for a moment, hesitating and trying to say something else, "This..."

"So much nonsense!" Qiu Hao kicked him in the back at the right time: "You should do whatever I tell you to do. You still dare to ask nonsense. Can't you tell the difference between the big and small kings? Don't you want to live anymore?"

The fat stall owner was kicked and staggered, and once again intuitively felt his situation as a "fish". He apologized hastily, walked to the stall with a loudspeaker in hand, crookedly but quickly, and began to shout with all his might.

"Good news! Very good news! Today our store welcomes a distinguished guest! All the consumption in the store is covered by..."

He paused and looked at Qin Miao. Seeing that Qin Miao had no intention of continuing to pay attention to him, he turned to look at Qiu Hao, "Excuse me...what is your name?"

Qiu Hao raised his eyebrows and said nonsense: "I will never change my name. My name is Wu Lao Er, and my brothers in the underworld call me Erlonghu Wu Ge."

Stall owner: “......?” It felt like he was talking nonsense, but I had no evidence.

Zheng Tingting: “…” She was speechless for a moment.

Chen Xiao: “…” I’m used to it and numb to it.

The fat stall owner took a deep breath after a brief thought, and then continued to shout, "Mr. Wu will pay for all the consumption today! No one needs to spend a single crystal core, let's raise our bowls and have a great time!"

Before the end of the world, he worked as an MC in a bar for five years, and he got the hang of it right the moment he opened his mouth.

Qin Miao asked him to find an excuse to distribute meals for free, but this is "Black Skull", everyone is fighting and cheating, everyone relies on "ability" to obtain resources, who dares to take something that is given for free?

Even if he said that he was just being kind and giving welfare to the residents of the base, people's first reaction would be "He ran out of meat to sell, so he poisoned the soup, trying to kill us and turn us into food."

So in a split second, he chose to lie and say that someone else paid for the bill. He had encountered this kind of situation where everyone paid for the bill three or four times when he was working in a bar, and in his opinion, it was not too outrageous.

Soon, people around heard the sound and came over, pushing the circle of "wooden stakes" that had been controlled by Qin Miao's "puppet" ability to the back, but they just stretched their necks and kept looking around.

"What just happened here? How come I can eat for free all of a sudden?"

"Yeah, who among us doesn't know Zhou Baopi's temper? He wouldn't even give me an extra sip of soup before, is he seeing a ghost today?"

"I don't know. I just got here too."

"How about we ask the people who were queuing here just now?"

"I asked them, but they didn't answer. They either shook their heads or lowered their heads to eat. They ignored me."

"Didn't Lao Zhou say someone was paying for it? Who was it?"

"The one with an axe in his hand."

"Him? Hiss... He doesn't look like a good person... Uh, he doesn't look like a normal person..."

People whispered and asked each other, but no one knew what was going on.

As more and more people gathered, someone finally pointed at Qiu Hao and asked the fat stall owner, "We are not related at all, why would he invite us to dinner?"

Without waiting for the stall owner to answer, Qiu Hao chopped the table with his axe. The tip of the axe blade embedded in the dark red tabletop due to long-term blood soaking, and stood still: "Why? Why do you say? Because I want to! If you like it, eat it. If you don't want to, get out. No one is forcing you to eat. Why do you complain about rotten food when you beg for food?"

"You!... Humph!"

The man who asked the question was scolded and wanted to fight back, but then he thought, since he had been scolded by him, shouldn't he eat some of his food? So the man did not move, but lined up with peace of mind.

The people around him also shut up and began to line up symbolically following that man.

No one left, which was somewhat unexpected.

After all, what Qiu Hao said just now was really harsh. If it happened in a bar, at least half of the people would slam the door and leave.

All I can say is that this is the custom of the Black Skull people.

The fat stall owner felt that his eyesight had recovered a little at this moment. Seeing this, he quickly forced a smile and continued to attract customers, "Don't be impatient, serve them one by one~"

His face was red as he was doing business, but in fact, his heart was bleeding every time he handed out a bowl of broth. Faintly, it seemed that he could see the cute little crystal cores jumping away from his hands.

He simply lost a small hill of crystal cores!

In order to lose less, his instinct as a profiteer made him unable to help but say, "Please forgive me, there are too many people and the food in the pot is limited, so there will be fewer pieces of meat than usual~ But the soup will be full for everyone."

It is enough to put two small pieces of meat in a bowl, so you can save less money.

"What?! Aren't you cheating us by the weight? Do you think we haven't eaten it before? There are only four pieces to begin with, if you take a few less pieces, there will only be soup left? You're a profiteer! We don't agree!"

Someone in the crowd shouted in protest, cursing indignantly, "Zhou Paopi, didn't you say someone was treating us? Who would treat us half?! I want double! This is how you treat others! You..."

"Boom"

Before he finished his words, the man fell straight down, and his head hit the table with a dull thud.

A blood-red flower slowly blossomed on his chest, standing out against his relatively clean grey sweatshirt.

That was the [air bullet] fired by Qin Miao.

She tilted her head slightly, her almond-shaped eyes were covered with cold frost, but the smile on her lips was full of seduction, "Ah Chu, look how pitiful that person is, he's crazy~"