Chapter 577 Melting 31
"No, I'll go with you."
Fu Anan put down his backpack, took off his protective clothing, and said calmly.
The inside and outside of the cinema are connected by a long and narrow corridor.
Before they could go over, they heard footsteps inside.
Sixteen or seventeen people came out, some holding sticks and steel bars, some even dragging stools, looking menacing.
The leader, Liu Sunyang, looked at them silently.
"Where are you from?"
"Don't be nervous, little brother. We're only staying here for one night and will leave tomorrow."
Zhang Zedong took out a box of cigarettes with a smile and handed one to each person opposite him.
In reality, this old hand who has worked in administration for five years is much better at dealing with people than young people like Liu Sunyang who have just entered the society.
"Just one night?"
Liu Sunyang looked suspicious.
"Where are you going?"
"I don't need to report where I'm going."
Zhang Zedong still maintained his smile and said, "You just need to understand that we are only staying here temporarily and have no interest in you."
It was said politely, but it sounded unpleasant.
Liu Sunyang frowned slightly and was about to say something when his eyes suddenly caught sight of the object hanging on Zhang Zedong's waist, and all the words he wanted to say were blocked.
These people have guns.
Although their number was twice that of the enemy, all of them were strong and seemed to have received professional training.
Some people are not easy to mess with just by looking at them.
This group of people is like that.
Liu Sunyang's idea of kicking the person out suddenly stopped.
In the spirit of not provoking others if possible, he divided the cinema into two spaces and said a few warm words.
"This situation isn't easy for anyone out there. We won't make things difficult for you brothers. You're out there, we're in. Don't cross the line, okay?"
"OK."
Zhang Zedong smiled and nodded, then 'accidentally' lifted the corner of his shirt to reveal the pistol and put it down.
In fact, it would be easy for them to completely eliminate these twenty or so people, but after all, they are not murderers who cannot tolerate any outsiders.
As long as the other party knows what's good for them, Mang people are very kind.
The two sides made a simple division with tables and chairs and retreated to their own areas.
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It's already dark outside.
People dismantled wooden stools, tables and chairs and lit them for lighting.
There was some quick-eat food in the backpacks, so we all sat together, ate, and rested.
By the light of the fire, Fu Anan took out the map and looked at it again, marking the route he had analyzed with a marker. "Brother Fu, is this the route you planned?"
Although the relationship between the two of them is a bit awkward at the moment, the game forces Fu Anan to endure the awkwardness and move closer.
Fu Yizhi glanced over at the colorful map with large blobs of paint.
"Do you need to encrypt all the routes you draw?"
Zhang Zedong, who was sitting nearby, heard their conversation and nodded in agreement as he looked at the picture drawn by Fu Anan.
They do look alike.
It took him half an hour to decipher the map that Master Fu had picked up before, and he figured out three routes.
"Oh.
The images are all formalism; the content is the core.”
Fu Anan waved his hand.
It is too troublesome to draw neatly, as long as she can understand it, she is not particularly demanding of herself.
Fu Yizhi took the map and looked at it carefully twice.
"Are you looking for the most conservative route?"
"Um."
Fu Anan nodded.
It was obvious that her painting skills were not that bad and she could understand it.
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