I made a fortune from plastic surgery

"Help me go to the bar to deliver a letter." Liu Jun said while fastening a new bandage on Zhou Xiaotian.

"Find a woman named Tian Weiwei, and give this note to her." Liu Jun put the bandage in, and took out a stack of white cards from his pocket, "You don't have to go in person, you can find someone, as long as you can Just make sure the letter is delivered, that's your reward."

Zhou Xiaotian originally wanted to refuse. He had heard the name of that bar before. It was located in the city center, and people living in the city center were not friendly to people like him, or people in the city center were not friendly to people on the edge of the fortress. No matter how friendly it is, it is not a simple matter to let others go.

After thinking twice, Zhou Xiaotian still agreed: "What else, don't I need to bring something else?"

"No more." A note is enough, and the content on it is attractive enough.

That night, Liu Jun and Zhou Qinghe finished their work and played chess under the dim light.

Zhou Qinghe was sure that Liu Jun was a novice, so he deliberately let Liu Jun hit him, saying that he was taking care of the younger generation.

However, when Liu Jun's red soldiers were sticking to Zhou Qinghe's general, Zhou Qinghe pulled his hair: "Don't go down!"

Liu Jun raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Zhou Qinghe took a deep breath: "Let me take it easy, let me take it easy."

How can I say that I am also an old man who has beaten invincible players all around, why can't I even beat a zombie?

What a shame!What a shame!

However, Liu Jun obviously did not listen to Zhou Qinghe's words. Under Zhou Qinghe's suffocating gaze, Liu Jun pushed forward and ate the green general in one bite.

Zhou Qinghe: "..."

"Respect the old and love the young, respect the old and love the young, do young people know that!"

Liu Jun said lightly: "Chess doesn't talk about old and young, but only about chess skills."

Zhou Qinghe held the broken chess in his hand, and the long-lost bloody fighting spirit burst out from his veins. He pushed his glasses and said to Liu Jun, "Fight again!"

"Fight again!"

"Fight again!"

The two fought for five rounds, even though Liu Jun gave Zhou Qinghe a shot and a chariot, Zhou Qinghe was still defeated.

Zhou Qinghe gritted his teeth: "You are young, and your skills are so high, who did you learn from?"

Liu Jun raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Qinghe who was rearranging the chess game, and said, "Read more books."

Zhou Qinghe's subordinates paused: "..."

"I have something to do, I want to go out." Liu Jun's implication was that he stopped playing, and he had important things to do.

Hearing this, Zhou Qinghe shrugged his back, changed from a high-spirited general to a late old man, he tidied up the chessboard, not looking at Liu Jun who was getting up.

After Liu Jun took a few steps, Zhou Qinghe's lack of confidence came from behind him: "Yubei said that you will not be allowed to go out."

Liu Jun paused, turned his head, put on his sunglasses, and replied, "I know, I'm only nearby, not far away."

"you promise?"

Liu Jun nodded: "I promise, I never lie."

Looking at the back of Liu Jun leaving, Zhou Qinghe resignedly packed up the chess pieces. Many of the chess pieces in his hand had been cracked and scratched, just like the wrinkles carved on Zhou Qinghe's body by time.

This chess is as old as him. I don't know who can live longer, he or this old wooden lump, and can live to see the light of this world.

Outside the large warehouse, in order to see Jian Li, Liu Jun had already set foot on the nearby spots, so he took a stroll around without telling Zhou Qinghe, and found out the surrounding situation.

It is close to the coast, and it should have been a place for freight transport in the past. Those "steel behemoths" that used to be able to lift heavy loads have long since turned into rusty old bones, staring at the calm sea without saying a word.

In the morning, you can even smell a unique smell of the sea, especially in foggy weather, that smell will become more obvious.

However, at night, the sea will merge with the night, and you will be lonely and lonely.

"Hello, reporter Jane."

Liu Jun walked to the railing, Jian Li turned around and smiled at Liu Jun: "Mr. Liu, good evening."

"Mr. Liu, what do you think is in the sea?"

Liu Jun didn't understand what Jian Li meant, but he looked like a poet at this moment.

After waiting for a while, Jian Li didn't get an answer, so he smiled at Liu Jun again: "Everything, there is everything in the sea."

Liu Jun: "Is that why you fish?"

Jian Li was stunned: "That's not true. In the early days of the end of the world, and even now, I have never seen any mutated fish. I have heard of many other mutated animals."

He has interviewed many soldiers who have been on the front line, and most of them said that the speed and strength of the zombified animals have been greatly increased, and none of them are as weak as ordinary zombies.

Liu Jun actually knows the answer to this question, because all zombies hate fish. Their bodies are greasy and have little blood and internal organs.

But Liu Jun didn't say anything, he wasn't interested in listening to Jian Li's questions, and went straight to the point: "Do you want to trade?"

Seeing Liu Jun's raised eyebrows, Jian Li didn't understand why Liu Jun had to wear sunglasses at night, but he came here just for this deal.

Two words were written on the note sent by the disabled soldier: Goods.

The term "goods" has never appeared in any report, and Jian Li only found out about this term when he infiltrated an auction, and it happened to be the moment when a fire broke out in the dome, and he received a note from Liu Jun.

Liu Jun must know something.

But Jian Li didn't expect Liu Jun to know so much, and even be auctioned off as goods.

After listening to Liu Jun's words, Jian Li looked at Liu Jun differently. He turned his head to look at Liu Jun, and Liu Jun's gaze seemed to sink into the sea: "You tell me so much, and you want to get something from me? What?"

Liu Jun looked at the mist slowly rising from the sea, turned around, and looked directly at Jian Li: "A lot."

For a while, there were only two voices on the seashore asking and answering. Through Jian Li's words, Liu Jun probably had a general understanding of what is called goods, what is called a warehouse, and what is called a population business.

Things that should have disappeared in the old age have intensified the blessings of the last days to magnify human desires and desires in order to satisfy selfish desires.

Jian Li's narrating voice gradually trembled, he said: "The people called goods are mostly 'raised' since childhood..."

They were locked up and kept company with the darkness. Once they stepped onto the auction stage, they would be greeted by another kind of darkness exposed to the light.

After listening to Jian Li's angry accusation in silence, Liu Jun lowered his head slowly, without any fluctuations in his heart, but it seems that the current human society does not have a zombie society and harmony, at least there is no dark side of human nature.

"Boss Chen." Liu Jun broke the silence, "I don't know his name, but he is behind the scenes, including Su Yewan."

Liu Jun's words confirmed Jian Li's conjecture that he had pursued for two years, but his power alone was like a mayfly shaking a big tree. Fortunately, Jian Li is no longer alone now, and he has found like-minded people in the fortress. People, Tian Weiwei and many other people who are dissatisfied with the status quo of the fortress.

But what Jian Li needs is evidence, evidence that can convince his companions.

"Does Mr. Liu have any evidence? There is only one man who dares to call Boss Chen in the fortress, a man who controls the economic lifeline of the fortress."

Liu Jun raised his eyebrows: "Evidence? Reporter Jane should be better at collecting evidence than me, isn't he?"

Liu Jun believed that he would not miss the smell of cigarettes on that tiger man, it must be Boss Chen.

Jian Li smiled: "I do have the evidence, but the public opinion is not in my hands. Even if I spread the evidence, there is a high probability that I will lose everything." Even if his companion believes in him, the other people in the fortress may not all be discerning people .

"Then wait." Liu Jun was noncommittal to Jian Li's words. A fortress is like a piece of raw meat with a beautiful appearance, but the inside is already rotten. As long as the rotten place is not removed, the infection will spread, and it will already affect the appearance and affect everyone. people's interests.

"Also, bring me Su Yewan."

Jian Li's smile continued: "Su Yewan? That little star? What do you want her for?"

According to Jian Li's information, Su Yewan is a new star that Boss Chen has promoted in recent years. She is a seemingly innocent and harmless flower, but she is actually the second-in-command of Boss Chen, helping Boss Chen find goods and set prices.

"I have a personal grudge against her."

Hearing this, Jian Li took a look at Liu Jun: "At this time tomorrow night, I can invite her here. Be careful, she is not simple."

Liu Jun: "Well, I have one more thing to ask you."

A shiny object appeared in Liu Jun's palm, it was the bomb fragment.

"Help me find out where this is sold." By the way, he took out another stack of white cards. There were quite a few people who came to see the doctor, but they were all low-level people. Except for the white cards, Liu Jun had never seen any other colors. card.

Jian Li pushed the things back and declined Liu Jun's reward: "Give me these, why don't you buy me two more days, I'm not a reporter, I'm just a fishmonger."

The next day, Shu Tower News reported the follow-up of the dome fire. Compared with the first report, this report was not too extreme. It changed Jian Li's previous style of criticizing this and that, and seemed to restrain his enthusiasm.

Liu Jun put down the newspaper, Jian Li is a man capable of great things.

That night, Su Yewan came to the seaside, holding a stack of photos in her hand, she took off a piece of red skin from her thumbnail that was newly dyed today.

Some desperate reporter secretly took these photos, and Su Yewan flicked through one after another impatiently.

There are photos of her kissing a rich man at a dinner party, photos of her having sex with a man on the bed in the villa area, and even many large-scale photos of Boss Chen messing with her. The face has nothing to do with her innocent personality.

If this news gets out, Boss Chen will definitely not let her go, not to mention ruining her career.

While Su Yewan was waiting impatiently, Liu Jun came out of the shadows slowly like an old man taking a walk.

"You took the sneak shot? Tell me, how much do you want?" Su Yewan tightened her black coat tightly, and looked impatiently at the man walking towards her, with one hand on her chest and the other on her waist. in the pocket.

This man is still wearing sunglasses at night, which is more tightly wrapped than her celebrity.

Liu Jun didn't speak, but stopped, ten meters away from Su Yewan.

Su Yewan's high-heeled shoes twirled, she bit her lower lip, and walked towards Liu Jun aggressively, since this man knew her true face, she didn't bother to pretend: "How much will you be given to destroy these photos? "

Seven meters, six meters...

boom!

A gunshot pierced the quiet night, blood fell to the ground wetly, and a small shallow pit fainted on the ground, and someone was injured.

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