mayfly era

"Do you really think this location is feasible?" Smoker looked at the fingernail-sized window of the opposite hotel from a distance, and asked a little puzzled.

Their location at this time is on the cooling tower on the top floor of the old building opposite the hotel.

Chen Li was sitting cross-legged, eating beef jerky, "He and Xinghui Chang went to the small hotel, if something happens that we shouldn't watch, we might as well stay away."

Yan Qiang couldn't laugh or cry, pointed to his ear, "We're still listening."

"And if you're bored, you can still stare at President Xing's people, oh, you're missing one, and you've lost before you even started." Chen Li said.

Yan Qiang bent down and hugged Chen Li's head and kissed him hard, "Who did you learn from, you are a small mouth, huh?

"

"With whom, with you." Chen Li looked up at him, smiling shallowly, but beautifully.

The bong immediately took another puff and went up.

At this time, Chairman Xing finally brought up the topic in the earphones - he had been practicing Tai Chi for more than an hour before this, from the noodle shop to the hotel.

"Revolutionary, I heard that you have a private line to the oasis, which has been specially approved by the military department." Chairman Xing said.

"Yeah." Fan Ge played with the e-cigarette for a while, then set it up on the table again.

The room in this small hotel was narrow, he sat on the sofa, President Xing could only sit on the bed, or he would face to face, or face to face.

Chairman Xing coughed, "Mr. Fange, please make an offer."

Fan Ge smiled and said, "This world is not peaceful, there are many routes to eat more food, but I have a small appetite, why does President Xing miss my food?"

"I have some business in the oasis. Isn't it winter? Over there in the rainforest area..." Chairman Xing's words were interrupted by the counter-revolution.

"President Xing, don't make up stories with me. I heard that hundreds of people have already left. Do you think I can't hear this movement?"

President Xing coughed a few times and fell silent.

"You want to buy my line to save money, don't you?" Fange said with a smile.

"...I know there is no need to lie to you, yes, I am a businessman, and a businessman sees business opportunities as if he has an addiction." President Xing said.

"Do you really believe that Director Eight sent all domestic traffic information to an overseas mobile address before committing suicide?"

"I don't want to believe it either," Chairman Xing sighed, "but it's the truth."

"Which of you saw it with your own eyes?"

"You don't need to see it with your own eyes," Chairman Xing shook his head, "The military will soon block the air and land lines, the 'giant fortress' will fall, and the entire territory will be dead."

Counter-revolutionary didn't take it seriously, "It's a joke."

"It's fine if you don't believe it, I'll give you this number," Chairman Xing rubbed his fingertips, "Since you don't believe it, just sell it to me."

A cunning and dangerous light like a water demon flashed in Fan Ge's gray eyes, "President Xing, although I don't believe it...but I also want to make money."

"As the secretary-general of Marshal Cong, are you still short of money?" President Xing paused, then asked suspiciously, "As the secretary-general of Marshal Cong, do you know about the 'Ju Fort'?"

Fan Ge showed displeasure, "To put it bluntly, I'm just his housekeeper. Now that he's in prison, how can I be any better... I still have money and I'm sure."

Chairman Xing nodded hesitantly, "Then what do you mean..."

"The private line specially approved by the military can pass through the giant barrier. It is usually worthless, but it is too valuable at this time. If you want to buy my line, you must also want to hire me as an escort. Am I right? Chairman Xing . " Counter-revolution said.

Chairman Xing smiled embarrassingly.

"I don't sell the line, but since you're here, I can't let you go empty-handed. Chairman Xing, how about we cooperate?"

Chairman Xing looked distressed, "This..."

"You are a businessman and a high-ranking official of the Three Bureaus. You must understand business law better than me, a vulgar person. You can find a way to help me raise the price. I will share [-]% of it with you. How about it?"

Chairman Xing's expression told the counter-revolutionary—his heart was moved.

But he acted again, frowned, and said in a slightly condemning tone, "Rebellion, this is a matter of life and death, how can you and I be so rash..."

"President Xing, you just said that this is a business opportunity." Fan Ge laughed.

"With such a big risk, I have to put my own reputation in it, [-]%..." Chairman Xing touched the corner of his mouth, "[-]% is not possible."

"Twenty percent." Counter-Ge directly doubled the price, "But I want to earn money from everyone, the hard-hearted kind."

"We businessmen are hard-hearted." Chairman Xing laughed, his face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, and each wrinkle seemed to be filled with banknotes, "Congratulations, Mr. Fange, you are about to become a successful businessman."

"What about you? President Xing." There was an unpredictable smile in Fan Ge's voice.

"Me? Naturally, I won't be soft on the matter of making money." President Xing said.

"No, what I'm saying is—are you escaping to the oasis too?"

President Xing looked up at the ceiling when he heard the words, and said in a revealing tone, "I won't leave... Gold comes out of troubled times, and the more chaotic the place, the easier it is to make money."

Fan Ge laughed, "Smart, bold, love money like life, if you don't succeed, who will succeed, Chairman Xing."

"Happy cooperation." President Xing stretched out his hand to Fange.

"Pleasant to work with."

Fan Ge left the small hotel and went to the top floor where Chen Li and the others lived. He climbed up the cooling tower, looked around, and frowned.

"Are you squatting in this kind of place?" Fan Ge scolded, "If you don't want to work, just say it."

"Eat beef jerky." Chen Li threw the bag in his hand to Fan Ge.

"Don't eat." Fan Ge threw it at the bong again.

Smoker tore open a pack and turned to feed it to Chen Li.

"When are you leaving?" Chen Li asked while chewing on the beef jerky.

"Within three days." Counter-revolution said.

"how many people?"

"I don't know, but not less."

"How much can you earn?"

"Then it's up to the presidents."

Chen Li frowned slightly, "How many presidents have you promised?"

"You say that like I'm too promiscuous." Fan Ge said dissatisfied.

"Don't call yourself so polite."

Fan Ge stretched his back towards the angel, humming lazily from his nose, "It's okay, not much, I'll pay attention, you don't need to remind."

"G really intends to put down the 'giant barrier'?" Chen Li asked again.

The "Giant Fortress" is the same as the "Locked Area" means of two-way defense, blocking the inside and outside, preventing invasion from the outside, and preventing defection from the inside, but the difference is that the "Giant Fortress" can not only block the road, but also load weapons. It will be pointed at the head of every sinner, whether enemy or traitor.

If not necessary, it will sleep in the universe for a long time.

"Perhaps," Counter-Revolution said.

"...Can the flames of war really reach the central city?"

"It can't be burned, but the rich and powerful are more afraid of death than the poor."

Fan Ge looked up at the sky, the color of his eyes was actually very similar to the sky in Central City, they were all gray.

Chen Li stopped talking, he had finished asking all the questions he wanted to ask, and wrote the answers in his heart.

All he wanted now was to keep chewing the jerky, to be empty, as empty as the air.

"There is not enough manpower, you have to go to the oasis for me." Fan Ge said.

"Got it." Both of them nodded at the same time.

"I will pass through the rainforest on the way back, and I will inform you of the details in real time." Fan Ge turned his head and said to the smoking gun, "I bought you the four-wheeled armored vehicle you like, and quickly shouted "Dad, I love you."

Smoker laughed, "I love you, boss."

"Why is it so short?"

Smoker shook his head with a smile, and asked again, "Is the uncle back?"

"He's back." Fan Ge said, "There's nothing wrong, but he's going to retreat for a while."

The scene when Song Guang was taken away appeared before Chen Yue's eyes again - he vaguely knew that Song Guang had someone he had been looking for for many years, maybe it was the owner of the rose eye...it should be a robot.

And the sudden appearance of the rose eyeball, if it had nothing to do with Cong Shanqin, it could only be a temporary setup by the counter-revolutionaries.

Rebellion asked Song Guang to cover the sudden change for him, and bought him some preparation time-it was equivalent to using Song Guang.

Chen Li felt a little uncomfortable, but at least Song Guang had returned safely.

He didn't want to continue to speculate on these things, so he jumped off the cooling tower, and the smoking gun followed suit, leaving only Fange standing on the high place.

The dark cloud-covered sky in the central city seems to be pressing on the top of the reactionary head, but it makes him look so upright.

"Go back." Counter-revolutionary raised his hand.

"Let's go." Chen Li said to the pipe, "I'm going somewhere, you'd better not follow."

Smoker froze for a moment, "Where?"

Chen Li looked back at Fan Ge again, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to see Zhu Qingyuan, while there is still time."

"Go to Liuliguang?" Smoker also asked softly.

Chen Li shook his head, "Go back to the bar and wait for me."

"Okay, but if you want to do dangerous things without telling me again, I'll tie you up..." The bong suddenly jammed and scratched his eyebrows, "I haven't figured out where to tie you up yet, but you should receive my threatened."

Chen Li didn't stop laughing, raised his hand and hammered the bong, "I didn't receive it, I thought I was afraid of you."

Yan Qiang drove Chen Li to the place where he met Zhu Qingyuan. Looking at the entrance of the dark underground passage, he murmured, "What the hell is this place?"

"Underground boxing ring."

"Are you going to punch?" Smoker frowned.

"Ah."

"...Do you have enough money with you? Is it enough to pay for other people's medical expenses?"

"Doctor Zhu." Chen Li said.

"Yes." Smoker nodded.

Chen Li leaned over and kissed the pipe, "Let's go."

Smoker suddenly smiled brightly, "Hey, you are so happy that you are going to kill."

"I'm showing off my emotional stability." After Chen Yue finished speaking, he walked towards the underground passage without looking back.

——He felt his face "hot" the moment he finished saying that sentence.

If Lao Yan saw him blushing...he would rather jump into the largest garbage disposal pond in Central City.

Forget it, he didn't want to jump into the garbage pit either.

While walking down the sunken stairs, Chen Yue moved the joints of his shoulders, neck and fingers.

The underground boxing ring is full of people, and there are no rules here, so the boxers and the audience must be separated by wire cages to avoid accidental injury to each other.

The audience has already rushed to the side of the cage, waving their flags and shouting passionately.

Inside the wire cage is a crude arena. The center of the elastic hard floor has obviously collapsed, and the floor is also full of cracks. There are many coins of different denominations scattered on it.

When the winner is about to be decided, the audience will throw money into the wire cage-this will stimulate the two fighters on the stage to fight even more to the death.

But the strong man lying on the floor should have lost his chance to die, he is half dead now.

The other boxer stood with his back to Chen Li, with a ferocious and sacred Twelve-faced Buddha tattooed on his white back—Zhu Qingyuan.

The Twelve-faced Buddha tattoo fluctuated with Zhu Qingyuan's breathing, and the trance looked like some kind of weird hallucination.

It seems that doctors are more ruthless in beating people.Chen Li thought silently in his heart.

Before Zhu Qingyuan left the stage, Chen Li stretched out his arms and pressed a red button with a nasturtium border hanging on the top of the wire cage.

He doesn't know exactly what the process is in this boxing ring, but based on his years of experience in the ring, the buttons on the side of the ring are generally used for challenges.

"The first bounty hunter appeared today—the first one hundred thousand!"

There was an uproar all around, and they all paid attention to this generous bounty offerer.

"..."

Zhu Qingyuan, who was about to leave the stage, was also attracted by the voice, and turned to look for this rare bully.

When he saw Chen Li, his face showed surprise at first, and then turned into elegant sarcasm.

He walked over and smiled at Chen Li through the cage, "Send me money directly like this? Have you taken a fancy to me?"

Zhu Qingyuan was handsome, his skin was rosy after punching, and his words were so explicit that the audience around him whistled and booed skillfully.

Chen Li turned a deaf ear and comforted himself, "...it's okay, I'll earn it back in a while."

"The registration office is at the door, I'll wait for you." Zhu Qingyuan wiped the hot sweat off his face with his cloak, jumped off the ring, and the audience skillfully made way for him.

It seems that he is the ever-victorious general here.