Chapter 156 Military Power Taken Back



Chapter 156 Military power was taken back

"Why did they all move here?" Luo Xiaran asked with a frown.

As far as Luo Xiaran knew, the villas around should all belong to the Jun family. Even if it was for saving charcoal and heating, they should have moved everyone here. Moreover, even the tablet of Master Jun was moved away. It didn't seem like they did this for heating.

"Um... this..." Huang Wenzhe's face turned a little ugly, but he didn't know what to say. Just at this time, Xiao Zhenyan and Jun Lie came down from upstairs, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Miss Luo, the boss is coming down, please go over, I asked someone to move the things in directly."

"Well, then you go and get busy." Nodding helplessly, looking up at the stairs, happened to meet Jun Lie's eyes, but found that in just less than two days, Jun Lie looked more haggard and gloomy.

It seems that the death of Master Zijun has had a great impact on Jun Lie! He sighed in his heart, and walked towards the two of them with a little heartache. Ignoring Xiao Zhenyan's disgusted look, Luo Xiaran said: "I brought some winter clothes and quilts that I collected before. Why did everyone move here?"

Jun Lie waved his hand to let Xiao Zhenyan leave, and then said: "Let's go to the study upstairs to talk. There are so many people downstairs and it's very noisy." His voice was a little hoarse, and he looked like he hadn't drunk water for a long time.

Following Jun Lie, he walked to the third floor and then entered the study full of books. There was a round table in the middle of the study, with ten chairs, which looked a bit like a conference room. However, because there was no charcoal basin in Fengyu Wenxue, the air was full of cold air.

"Why did you come here when it's so cold? Don't do it next time." Although he was happy that Luo Xia Ran was thinking about him, Jun Lie still felt that Luo Xia Ran was not as resistant to cold as him, a fire-type mutant, and was worried that Luo Xia Ran would get sick. At this time, even a small cold would be very dangerous.

"It's okay, I'm wearing more clothes. You haven't answered my question yet." Seeing that Jun Lie also looked like he was not paying attention to the topic, Luo Xia Ran pursed her lips and continued to ask. The death of Mr. Jun will eventually have an impact on the Jun family, but Luo Xia Ran is not sure how big the impact will be, and whether it will affect her and the inn.

"It's no big deal. They have taken back Grandpa's military power. From now on, the defense of the safe zone will not be the responsibility of our Jun family, which saves us a lot of trouble. I plan to let everyone live in the outer city. Since you are here, is there any room in the inn? I will take a few people there first." Jun Lie curled his lips and said lightly.

If it weren't for Grandpa Jun, Jun Lie would not have thought about the safe zone. But not wanting it yourself is different from being forced to hand it over by others. Jun Lie will not let it go. Thinking that they started to take action just after Grandpa passed away, Jun Lie's eyes were cold.

"It's good this way. There is not much difference between the inner city and the outer city. Besides, you are not short of supplies and manpower." Hearing this, Luo Xiaran nodded. It's just military power. In Luo Xiaran's opinion, how many people followed Jun Lie for power? Besides, what does it matter if there is power in the end times? Only sufficient materials and strong military power are the foundation for a foothold in the end times.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaran couldn't help but continue: "I bought a bath center in the outer city some time ago. The place is very large. Why don't you move there directly with your people?" Even

if she didn't want to be involved in love with Jun Lie, Jun Lie himself was a strong helper. Moreover, Jun Lie without Master Jun made Luo Xiaran feel more uneasy and dangerous, so she didn't want to mention the quarrel between the two before, and quietly used the bath center to show her goodwill.


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