The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

"Haha, old village chief, why are you so sure that there are supplies in the car? What if it is empty?"

Zhang Su spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Young man, after a disaster breaks out, there are always people who want to take refuge in the mountains to the north. We charge the same amount every time. You are responsible for your own profits and losses. Don't worry about us. Hehe..."

Ma Changshou smiled very shrewdly.

Everyone around Zhang Su felt very strange. Although there was no obvious hostility on his side, everyone was carrying a gun. Could it be that the other party was blind and couldn't see it?

Under such circumstances, you actually dare to ask for supplies blatantly. There are only two possibilities...

Either Xidaying Village has a strong backing that is enough to deal with the situation at hand, or the people in front of them are just a little bit confused.

The possibility of the second one happening is very small, because in an apocalyptic environment, there are people who are not very smart, but they will never become the main ones!

Zhang Su naturally took these factors into consideration, pondered for a moment, and said: "There are indeed supplies in that car, but they may not be what you need. Why don't you tell me what you are short of now, and we can make some more valuable exchanges, isn't it? Better?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in Xidaying Village immediately started whispering among themselves, and seemed to think Zhang Su's proposal was very good.

When Zhang Su saw that the other party was discussing, he did not rush him. He also discussed the situation in front of him softly with several active companions around him. In the end, everyone agreed that it would be better to feel the other party's bottom first.

A group of villagers discussed for several minutes. Ma Changshou looked at Zhang Su again: "Young man, your suggestion is very reasonable. We all think it is good. We just summarized it. At present, we are in short supply of many things, the most important ones are coal and liquefied gas. , fuel, diesel, preferably coal.”

Zhang Su rolled his eyes secretly after hearing the other party's request. In his heart, it would be better not to mention this opinion and bargain directly.

The things the other party mentioned are nothing but fuel...

"Ha ha……"

Zhang Su smiled awkwardly and asked doubtfully: "Old village chief, aren't you in need of food and drink?"

"Young man, have you never lived in a rural area?"

Ma Changshou explained very patiently: "Every household in the village has stored grain. They will not starve to death until next spring. Drinking water will not worry them, and the wells are not frozen! But the temperature drops too fast. In previous years, coal was not bought until October. You can’t buy coal this year. Everyone is cold, so cutting down trees for warmth is not a long-term solution.”

Zhang Su nodded. This is why people often say that small disasters come to the city and big disasters go to the countryside. In the end of the world, rural areas with vast land and sparsely populated areas will have more chances to survive.

"We have a little fuel, old village chief, tell me, how much do we need?"

Zhang Su did not specify the specific share, and would wait for the other party to make a counter-offer.

"Have everyone in your car gotten off?"

Ma Changshou asked.

Zhang Su looked back, nodded and said: "They are all here."

"Okay, young man, you are the most steady among the people who have passed by here these days. You didn't make a fuss or make a fuss. I won't ask for an exorbitant price. There are twenty of you in total, not counting the puppy. Each person Fifty liters of fuel, exactly one thousand liters!”

"Old thing..."

"Don't make trouble!"

Zhang Su grabbed Lu Yubo who was about to curse, glared at him, and then looked at Ma Changshou again: "Old village chief, you really know how to joke, a thousand liters is close to a ton! Let's not talk about whether you can carry it. If there is so much fuel in the car, isn’t it a mobile bomb?”

"Don't say a thousand liters. To be honest, we now have two barrels of oil, a total of sixty liters."

I underreported two barrels, but it’s always useful to keep them.

"Sixty liters? No, no, no, it's too far. For sixty liters, at most two of you can pass, no, no, no."

Ma Changshou waved his hands repeatedly. He did not represent an individual, but the interests of many people behind him.

"Brother Su, let's go all the way north. There are many villages on both sides of the road. It's too much for us to block and rob the road like they did. Let's just show our cards!"

Lu Yubo leaned into Zhang Su's ear and whispered in his ear.

"Young man, don't try to fool me, an old farmer, with fake things. It's no use!"

Ma Changshou saw Lu Yubo touching the rifle on his shoulder and showing an old-god smile, with disdain in his eyes.

"Old village chief, how do you know what we are getting is fake?"

Zhang Su patted the rifle on his chest and asked with a smile.

Ma Changshou shook his head and said with a smile: "Hey, young man, you are not the first wave of survivors with toy guns. We have encountered several groups of people like you before, but we are not as exaggerated as you!"

Zheng Xinyu and others finally understood the reason why the other party was so confident. They were too smart.

"Oh?" Zhang Su felt a little interesting and asked, "Why are we exaggerating?"

Ma Changshou seemed to be very talkative, without the slightest hint of impatience, and said slowly: "If you were dealing with a real guy, would you be arguing with me, an old farmer? Besides, you also know our national conditions. Gun control is very strict. Regulations like yours Ninety-nine percent of regular rifles are fake, only iron pipes like me are real!"

While talking, Ma Changshou lifted up his clothes and took out a double-barreled gun about the length of a ruler from his waist. It's hard to say whether it was a pistol, a shotgun, or a double-barreled spray gun?

In short, the workmanship is very rough at first glance. It must have been welded by a master in the village.

call.

A gust of cold wind blew by, ruffling the hair of everyone on both sides of the roadblock, and the atmosphere became very quiet.

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhang Su suddenly smiled and said: "Old village chief, this gun has created a lot of profits for you, right?"

"That's right, in today's society, if you have a gun, you will be a fool. Young man, I advise you not to be evil, hand over the supplies honestly, run north for your life, and listen to others and eat enough!"

Ma Changshou pointed to the earth with his crutch in his left hand, and raised his gun to the sky with his right hand. He pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth in a very stylish manner.

"Hey, did you clean up the toy stores in the city?"

"I think so. This water rifle is so neat, hahaha."

"Hey, it's okay to take fifty liters less fuel, and give us two handfuls. The children in the village will definitely like it!"

The villagers around Ma Changshou were very relaxed and did not take Zhang Su and his party seriously at all.

In terms of weapons, they have more than one blunderbuss, and they are not inferior in terms of numbers. They will not be afraid if they really want to fight.

"Are our guns fake?"

Zheng Xinyu asked Zhong Xiaoshan somewhat naively.

Zhong Xiaoshan touched the cold barrel of the gun: "No, it feels quite high-quality."

"Folks, I've never seen a real guy. He's so cute and stupid, ho ho ho." The sissy Lu Leiyang covered her mouth and chuckled, which immediately gave goosebumps to several people around her.

Zhang Su stepped forward and shrugged helplessly: "I thought you worked hard to clean up the area, and I planned to pay some hard work, but in the end, you just pulled out a gun. How can we talk about it?"

Ma Changshou smiled and said: "Young man, it's me talking to you, not you talking to me. We've already finished talking. You can choose one thousand liters of fuel or all the supplies on that big car."