Ren Wangwang: "Sure, our base is big enough to accommodate people. But you have to be careful when you go out. By the way, Teacher Qiao, do you want to come to our first base?"
He even dropped the work in his hands, looked at Qiao Xuejun, and tried his best to sell: "Teacher Qiao, you went to our base today and saw it all. It's not bad, right? Are you interested in living here?"
Shen Xingtang was so angry that he was about to go back to Qiao Xuejun without saying a word.
Qiao Xuejun looked at Ren Wangwang and said, "My teammates and I are living well for now, and we have no intention of moving."
Zhao Xian said: "The safety factor of the base is relatively high, you should think about it carefully."
Qiao Xuejun was surprised: "Okay, I'll consider it."
After taking refuge here, Zhao Xian no longer had the need to farm and never came to find Qiao Xuejun. He didn't expect that he would still recruit her into the First Base.
After a while, when Zhao Xian finished dismembering the octopus corpse, the three people he called arrived. They were all soldiers from the First Base.
They had a special leather bag and were going to pick up the octopus piece by piece into the bag.
One of the soldiers handed Zhao Xian a walkie-talkie: "Captain, this is a spare one."
Zhao Xian took it, walked towards Qiao Xuejun, and handed it over directly: "Just this?"
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "Yes, thank you."
She reached out to take it, and looked up at Zhao Xian: "I have prepared some things for exchange. I'm at home. Will you come back with me?"
Zhao Xian didn't seem to care and gave Ren Wangwang an order: "Shanying, follow Teacher Qiao to get the things..."
Zhao Xian suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed. He looked at Qiao Xuejun's hand stretched out to answer the intercom. She was wearing a white lace wristband on her right wrist.
Her wrist was injured when she tried to escape from him. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the injury must have been serious.
Are you wearing this wrist guard because your wound has not healed fully?
Qiao Xuejun took the walkie-talkie, withdrew his hand, and let his sleeves drop to cover the white wristband.
"Forget it," Zhao Xian changed his words and put the knife back into the sheath, "No need for the mountain eagle, I'll go with you."
Qiao Xuejun looked at him strangely. Why was he going again? No matter what, she would just send out the 100 kilograms of potato chips and that would be it.
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