The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

Tu Ling looked directly at the surging tide of corpses in front of him and said, "Prepare for war."

Zhang Feng's team was in a hurry due to being entangled, but fortunately, after more than ten bombings, the tide of corpses was thrown away for a certain distance.

"Qiao Mi, put on the oil, hurry up!!" Pengshan opened the rear window and roared, but did not dare to let go of the accelerator.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Mi threw down the long knife and shouted to Xu Tuo, "I'll go cheer up first, Xu Tuo, you go up."

"it is good."

Zhang Feng threw another Thunderstorm Talisman, and the stench of rotting flesh and blood in the air filled the tip of his nose, but his face was expressionless, and he was obviously used to it.

Find the blueprint and look around. It's only ten kilometers away from the destination. We're almost there.

As the tide of corpses slowed down, the tension of the fight gradually dissipated. Xu Tuo also gradually stopped slashing. He glanced at Zhang Feng, who was looking down at the drawings, and then quietly continued to clean up the corpses and heads in the truck. .

That is to say, the moment Zhang Feng raised his head after confirming his direction, a modified military green jeep passed by on the right side. A pair of sharp black eyes met him. It was a man who leaned out from the back seat of the car. There's a hint of banter in it.

"Hey, buddy, where did you get so many grenades? You're a rich man!" Qian Yuan whistled as he spoke.

Zhang Feng didn't answer, just curled his lips, nodded politely, and turned around to join in the cleaning.

"Brother Ling, this man looks like a gentleman who studies." Qian Yuan's eyes were still on Zhang Feng who was hunched over to clean up, with some amusement. Could it be that someone from Central City came out to practice?

"Kill." Tu Ling's cold voice interrupted Qian Yuan's thoughts.

"Kill? What?" Qian Yuan turned around and exclaimed.

"Kill the zombies!" Tu Ling controlled the urge to kick someone and began to kill the surrounding zombies who were about to climb on the roof of the car.

'laugh! 'The braking sound of the vehicle was quite harsh.

Zhang Feng and Xu Tuo both stopped and looked over, and Qiao Mi also turned over.

"He's from Central City." Xu Tuo confirmed.

Those who will face the zombies and stop the car to wait for the zombies to get on are those dispatched hunters. They are all affiliated with Central City.

'Peng Peng...'

'Bang bang...'

Bursts of gunfire came from behind, and the vehicles gradually moved away.

For Zhang Feng and others, the tide of corpses they encountered this time was an experience they would never forget, but it also gave them a workout.

"Brother Zhang, how do you sell your bomb?" Qiao Mi got straight to the point, his eyes burning, staring at the backpack on Zhang Feng's back, like a hungry wolf seeing meat.

"We'll talk about it when we get back. We're almost at our destination." Zhang Feng found some clean clothes and put them on, but he had already made plans in his mind.

He now has something to protect himself and supplies, but what he lacks is people. Therefore, it is their mutual decision to go to the largest base to live temporarily; as for the rest, they will wait for later.

Qiao Mi didn't ask any more questions and returned to the carriage to change clothes.

The entrance exam went smoothly. His grades were not perfect, but they were pretty good. In the end, Yuan Zhuan was placed in Class 5, a middle-level class. The learning pace is fast, but not as urgent as Class 1 or 2.

"Zhuan Zhuan, are you satisfied with Class 5 in Year 3? Once you get used to the progress here, Auntie will transfer you to Class 1." Yang Ailan helped Yuan Zhuan stuff the new textbook he just received into his schoolbag and carry it up.

"No, Aunt Yang, the principal also said that the progress here will not be too urgent. I don't like the atmosphere in Class 1." Yuan Zhuan refused.

She goes to school just to cope with her family and society. Let's leave it like that for the time being. In the future, she will major in archeology or history, which will barely stick to her family background.

Walking to the school gate, Yang Ailan started talking about her own affairs, "Zhuanzhuan, your uncle's affairs are very complicated. He is not in a very good mental state right now. His mood changes greatly and he can't sleep all night. You see. Let's see if there are any calming talismans to suppress him." Although the previous incident was suppressed, their foundation was still somewhat damaged, and one of the lines was almost broken, if it weren't for her father's side Intervene, the lover's position may be moved this time.

Although you can take sedatives for insomnia, taking them all the time is not an option. In just one week, Xu Ran lost weight very badly.

Worry hurts the mind, and worst of all, the body.

"I have a calming talisman here." Yuan Zhuan glanced at Yang Ailan's face, "Have you been to the place where the incident happened?"

Just as she was about to take the talisman from Yuan Zhuan, Yang Ailan's movements stopped because of Yuan Zhuan's words.

Needless to say, her expression told Yuan Zhuan the truth. His eyes fell behind Yang Ailan, "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. She is not the owner, so let's go!"

When the words fell, Yang Ailan froze in place as if she had been struck by lightning. Cold sweat seeped out of her hair, her throat was dry and she kept swallowing, "Zhuan... Zhuan Zhuan..."

Yuan Zhuan put the talisman into Yang Ailan's hand, then held his arm, and the wisp of black shadow behind him disappeared.

"Aunt Yang, can you take me home for a meal?" Send Buddha to the West. Besides, the couple are both good people. In their position, it is not easy to maintain their original intention.

"Okay." Yuan Zhuan's approach caused the sudden coldness on his back to dissipate instantly, and Yang Ailan let out a long breath.

The antique study room was filled with the fragrance of ink. After Xu Ran wrote the last word "jing", he put the brush into the pen washer.

He stood up and looked out the window. The green grass and trees were smeared in his pupils, which made him feel relieved a lot.

Things have come to an end, but for him, it is also very stressful. As for Xu Feng, he has sent him to Northern Fujian Province, where he will be strictly disciplined. The old man's methods are enough for that kid. A pot of it.

It was just a business game, but it ended up costing four innocent lives. Although this incident was not caused by him, it was inextricably linked, and he couldn't escape it in his conscience.

dong dong~

"Come in." Thinking that his wife was just back, Xu Ran didn't look back.

There was a click, the door lock opened, and someone walked in.

"Uncle Xu." A childish voice broke the silence.

Xu Ran turned around suddenly as if he was stimulated.

It's Yuan Zhuan!

His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. Yuan Zhuan was alone and his wife didn't come in.

"Sit." One word came out.

"Pei Jingjing, what do you want to say to him?" Yuan Zhuan did not sit down, but looked towards the north of the study and spoke.

With a clang, the pen washer was swept to the ground. Xu Ran's facial expression was a little distorted, and he froze on the spot.

"Pei Jingjing said that their whole family knew that you had nothing to do with this matter. They came here because there was no one else to go to. She knew that you were a good person. Although you did not do the matter, you played a key role. Therefore, she hopes that you can take her and her husband to meet Qu Bo, and if you meet them, they will forgive you." Yuan Zhuanzhuo retells the words carefully.