Nighthawk's eyes dimmed, and the air pressure in the car dropped noticeably.
"Two of our brothers died. They escaped the hail of bullets and eventually died in this small base. I couldn't even collect their bodies."
"What on earth happened?"
Nighthawk leaned back and said, "You should have heard about our return. Our boss invested a lot of money in the cooperation. We had good talks before, but after the apocalypse, many of them swallowed up the goods and didn't want to cooperate, so they killed people to silence them."
"We had an agreement with Lancheng. The first two times, there were no problems, and our defenses were lowered. We didn't expect that the incident happened that time, and they attacked directly at the dinner table."
"They drugged the food, and two brothers died inside while trying to cover up the escape of more people."
"I don't trust the base. In their eyes, we're just nutrients. Once we're squeezed dry, they'll replace us without hesitation."
Nighthawk laughed at himself: "Now in this situation, I can't live away from the base."
He turned to look at Fang Huaizhi, as if reminding and warning: "Don't let the base find out that you are worthless."
Fang Huaizhi had this concern a long time ago, which was why he introduced them to the base. Now the base has set its sights on him, and those people from the Fang family are eager for the base to help get rid of him, which will only add fuel to the fire. Xixi is carrying a secret, and he is even more worried about being discovered.
Jiang Wenxi's cold voice came from the intercom: "This is not a reason for you to hurt my brother Fang."
"You are in a bad mood and suspicious. You should go and cause trouble for Lancheng."
Fang Huaizhi's mouth curled up. Nighthawk had a headache, having forgotten the presence of this petty person. "No harm done, they were just props."
"Even props are not acceptable. In my eyes, hostage-taking is equivalent to harm."
Nighthawk simply shut up. This girl was unreasonable. No wonder Su Qing had been hiding so far away some time ago.
The three cars returned to the villa. As soon as Jiang Wenxi got out of the car, she started punching Ye Ying. Ye Ying did not resist at first, thinking that he would calm down after being hit. It would not be easy to find out the clues during the interview tomorrow, so he took several punches.
He found that Jiang Wenxi was becoming more and more addicted to beating him, so he was forced to resist: "That's enough."
"You stood there and let me beat you."
Shen Yunchuan stood in front of the window and watched the two men fight, estimating their strength. Fang Huaizhi also stood by and watched, and the smile on his face disappeared.
Yang Haochen pulled Gu Ran over and asked, "Tell me what happened outside?"
Gu Ran pointed at Ye Ying: "He is holding Brother Fang hostage."
Several pairs of eyes looked at Nighthawk at the same time. Nighthawk broke out in a cold sweat. What kind of trouble was this kid causing again?
"Fang Huaizhi, can't you explain it?"
Fang Huaizhi folded his arms and looked at him: "What's there to explain? Isn't it all true?"
Nighthawk finally understood why Su Qing was so resentful. This group of people were unreasonable and were determined to grab three points even if they were powerless.
Maybe their boss really chose the wrong person for this cooperation. If he chooses such a person as a partner, he will only suffer losses.
Jiang Wenxi's activities were almost complete, and she had a rough idea of Nighthawk's strength.
"No more fighting, let's eat."
Nighthawk held his breath in his heart, and endured it temporarily during the cooperation. He turned around and looked at his two subordinates, one holding a rabbit and the other holding a fox, and neither of them was worried.
"Your brains were lost in the desert. You didn't see me getting beaten."
A team member looked up and said, "Night Team, this rabbit looks pretty good when eating."
"Don't even bother eating, just feed them outside."
Jiang Wenxi leaned against the window and smiled, "What are your names, brothers?"
"My name is Luo Gong. People usually call me Big Beard. I shaved my beard just to come here."
His voice sounded a little aggrieved, and he kept it for several years.
"Hello, Brother Luo, my name is Xixi."
Jiang Wenxi looked at the other man, and the man's face looked a little unnatural: "My name is~Fan Tuan."
"Rice ball?"
The man was anxious, and the more anxious he was, the less clear he could speak. He even used gestures and stuttered.
Nighthawk explained: "He is a stutterer, not the rice ball, his last name is Fan, the Tuan of unity."
Jiang Wenxi held her chin and smiled sweetly: "Hello, Brother Fan."
"Okay~"
Ye Ying stared at Jiang Wenxi. The girl in front of him looked innocent and charming, with a pure face. Anyone who didn't know her would be deceived by this appearance, as if it wasn't her who had just tried to kill him.
Jiang Wenxi glanced at Ye Ying and said, "Master Ye, why are you still standing here? The dishes in the kitchen are all cut, and I'm waiting to eat them!"
Nighthawks look up at the sky, but people under the eaves need to bow their heads.
Becoming a cook again, Nighthawk became much more familiar with the kitchen. He just started to prepare the ingredients, taking whatever was expensive.
Shen Yunchuan glanced at the kitchen: "Add two green vegetables."
As soon as Shen Yunchuan left, Jiang Wenxi poked her head in and threatened in a low voice: "Green peppers cannot appear."
The threat didn't work, Qing Jiao remained the same, and Jiang Wenxi's eyes had a hint of murderous intent.
Nighthawk tilted his head: "Just don't eat it, put it in front of me, it would be strange if you don't put any."
Jiang Wenxi thought about it and it made sense. She turned around and went back to the living room. Gu Ran heard it from the side and followed suit. Ye Ying reached into his pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette to calm down. He found nothing and then remembered that the cigarette was gone.
"They're all psychos."
The next day, Nighthawk went to the base with a wound on his face, and Jiang Wenxi followed him with a gloomy face.
Xiao Qi stepped back consciously, glanced at the gauze on Fang Huaizhi's neck, and took another step back.
The negotiation was an unusual success. Nighthawk not only obtained transportation, but also a lot of supplies, which he could take out of the base or stay in the base.
Liang Runwen wanted people to stay for a simple reason: Nighthawk was a very useful middleman.
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