Doomsday Endless Shop

Chapter 180 Make trouble
It was a bit noisy, and the noisy knocking on the door made Jiang Shan frown. The trading point is not open for trading on Saturdays and Sundays, which is the default rule of the trading point. Survivors at the airport trading point are aware of this regulation .

There is also a sign hanging at the entrance of the hotel, which is very clearly written. The last sentence, the troublemaker is responsible for the consequences, is a warning.

Pan Datou and Sanmao also saw Jiang Shan's frown beside him. They knew that if the third brother got angry, the matter would become big and the consequences would be very serious.

"Is there something urgent?"

Sanmao said cautiously. He was wondering if it was a familiar survivor in the stronghold who had something important to do.

Jiang Shan looked up at him, and gradually stood up. A sense of oppression forced Sanmao to take a few steps back.

Picking up the hat that was on the coffee table and putting it on his head, Jiang Shan said, "What's urgent? Does it have something to do with me? This is a trading point! Not a shelter!"

The tone was very heavy, with a fierceness like evil spirit, which made Sanmao bow his head and dare not say anything more. He had personally understood the horror of this man.

Pan Datou stood up quickly, and said with a smile: "Third brother, what, San Mao is not sensible! San Mao is an idiot, and I have to change your name too. Do you think you are called San Mao, and you are also the third brother? Don't go out yet have a look!"

Sanmao nodded hastily, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he wiped it off with his hands, and turned around to leave the rest area.

Pan Datou wanted to say more, Jiang Shan had already followed out first, so he could only follow quickly.

When walking through the front hall, Zhang Qingyang also came down with a small package. Seeing the three people and the sound of knocking on the door, he also realized what seemed wrong.

"Qingyang! Open the door!"

Jiang Shan glanced at Zhang Qingyang next to him, and ordered, he wanted to see who it was. When the trading point was closed, knocking on the door so violently was causing trouble, or there was some other reason.

Zhang Qingyang nodded, and trot forward a little excitedly, walked to the edge of the gate, opened the button to control the gate, and clicked it.

In an instant, the door slowly opened to both sides amidst the sound of mechanical rotation, and the warm afternoon sunlight shone in from the outside.

The door opened very quickly, but the crowd at the door was even faster. A group of people followed the opened door and walked in, swearing.

"Damn it, it's so slow to open the door, what are you doing for food!"

"This is the airport trading point!? I don't see any difference!"

"Grandson over there, didn't you lie to us!?"

"You damn fool, you can tell the difference at a glance. Have you ever seen this kind of door before?"

"Look at someone!"

After quickly adapting to the dim space in the hotel lobby, the crowd saw four figures standing in front of them.

The first person to win had already raised his finger and pointed at them, and shouted: "Are you from the trading point? Are we here to trade? Damn, you came from the Textile City. You are tired and hot. Do you have water? Get us something to drink." !”

Looking at the large crowd in front of him, Jiang Shan could see that it should be a group, with nearly a dozen people, it was not a small group at the airport trading point.

And from the clothes on their bodies, some inexplicable marks can be seen, "Daowei?"

Jiang Shan muttered in a low voice, the survivors in front of him had such a mark written on their bodies and clothes, which seemed to be the name of their group.

"It seems to be a group from the Textile City. I have contacted it. The Daowei Taekwondo Gym seems to have merged with a group of survivors from a martial arts gym!"

Pan Datou leaned against Jiang Shan and spoke in a low voice, explaining clearly what he knew. It seemed that there was going to be a conflict in front of him. Of course he was on the side of the third brother.

And Jiang Shan is also aware of the Daowei Taekwondo Gym. He had been investigating in the Textile City for a long time.

Daowei Taekwondo is one of the largest survivor teams around China Textile City. Their leader is an alien, and they have a large number of subordinates. After merging a nearby martial arts gym that competed with them, the number of people is also around the stronghold. It is one of the best, and the leader of that martial arts gym is also an alienated person. After being defeated, he was included in the Taekwondo group.

Thinking about it in a flash, Zhang Qingyang who was beside him roared angrily, "You're thirsty, why don't you go to your mother to drink milk! Are you looking for death if you come to the trading place to make trouble? I don't know that the trading place is closed on Sundays. Knock on NM's door!"

For Zhang Qingyang, he hadn't encountered such an arrogant crowd for a long time. Survivors had always treated him respectfully. Now that someone was causing trouble, he was very angry, and he must stand up first in front of his brother-in-law. In this way, his sister will also praise him.

"What the hell did you say? I didn't hear clearly!"

The leading man in the crowd stood up with a grin, looked at Zhang Qingyang in front of him, and asked softly.

You could feel the man's tense body. If Zhang Qingyang's next words dissatisfied him, he would definitely explode in an instant.

"I said. You. What the hell. No. Go. Die!"

Zhang Qingyang's eyes were wide open, his cheeks blushed, and he shouted word by word.

"I wipe"

The crowd immediately rioted, and the leading man suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Zhang Qingyang grabbed the pistol pulled out from the holster in his hand, pointed at the man who stopped in front of him, opened the safety, and the veins on his face were exposed, and he shouted: "Tch, come on! Come on! Pull it like this, come on!" ah!"

"Do you want to die! Just ask if you want to die!"

His tone was agitated, and his rage and agitation could be seen from his shaking forward right hand.

Jiang Shan grinned. For this cheap brother-in-law, he was indeed performing well now. With his right hand on Pan Datou's shoulder, he looked at the scene in front of him as if watching a play.

The men and the crowd paused. With guns and without guns, it is indeed a different situation in the last days. With guns, even alienated people need to be treated seriously and nervously. After all, people are fleshy. It might have cost him his life.

The man waved lightly behind his back, and the crowd receded, while Zhang Qingyang continued to walk forward with his gun raised.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he suddenly found a large group of people gathered outside the gate, but they seemed to be people from the trading point, and everyone was watching the excitement. After all, those who dared to knock on the door on a rest day were very interested in watching the show.

When Zhang Qingyang walked out of the hotel gate with a gun in hand, Pan Datou and Sanmao followed behind him, while Jiang Shan stood in the shadow beside the hotel gate, watching quietly.

"Get out! Don't let me see you, you don't want to come to trade this month! Damn, Daowei, I remember you!"

Zhang Qingyang shouted, which made everyone watching the show laugh. Sure enough, there were no good consequences for this group of people, because the survivors who survived at the trading point knew the horror of the trading point.

The people on the Daowei Taekwondo side all backed up, but in an instant, the man in the lead pulled out a pistol from behind and pointed at Zhang Qingyang in an instant.

"Damn, don't think you have a gun. My boss hasn't come yet. When my boss comes, I'll show you what a gun is. Don't be crazy!"

The man roared, pointing the pistol in his hand at Zhang Qingyang. Perhaps because of his post-apocalyptic experience, he was different from ordinary people's fear and nervousness towards firearms.

This situation was a bit beyond Zhang Qingyang's expectations. Although he knew that someone at the trading point did have guns, these firearms were not in circulation. Most of them were owned by the people from the Public Security Bureau. Now the man in front of him took out a pistol and asked He didn't react.

At this time, Pan Datou felt that he had to do it himself. After all, the third brother knew that he didn't want to be exposed to the eyes of so many people.

"Friends, look at the sign on the side. The trading point is closed on weekends. If you make trouble yourself, don't bully people because there are too many people!"

Pan Datou and Sanmao walked up, holding Bahuang in their hands, and they were a little nervous on guard.

The man looked at Pan Datou and Sanmao who were in the lobby just now, and said, "Who the hell are you? I don't care about your p business. You are also a trader, you big-headed ghost!"

These words touched Pan Datou as if he was in reverse. The survivors at the trading point all called him Brother Jun, but secretly he knew that some people called him Pan Datou, which was unavoidable. Only the third brother, his two women, and Maizi, now surrounded by so many people, and being called by this person's nickname as if insulting him, he couldn't keep it off for a moment.

Sanmao had already rushed forward, holding the Bahuang that Pan Datou had worked so hard to trade for him in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him furiously.

"What the fuck did you just say? Say it again!?"

The man flicked the muzzle of his pistol and pointed at San Mao in front of him, "What? Is that big-headed ghost your boss? So excited!?"

"I TM!"

Sanmao jumped up in an instant, and the long knife "chuckled" out of its sheath, and rushed towards the man.

In the "bang" and "bang" gunshots, Pan Datou and Jiang Shan could see that Sanmao was shot in an instant, but his sudden alienation only paused slightly, and the long knife in his hand continued to chop without hesitation.

The crowd was restless, the brothers around the man pulled out their weapons and faced San Mao, and Pan Datou also pulled out the eight wilderness, and rushed out, San Mao was covered with bullet holes and blood, he could see it all.

Zhang Qingyang was a little flustered, he had never seen such a battle before, his right hand was trembling, he didn't know what to do, he pretended to be a tiger, his true nature was undoubtedly revealed at this time.

The crowd of survivors who were watching also dispersed quickly. They knew that Pan Datou was powerful and that the crowd was dangerous with guns, so they didn't want to get hurt by watching.

Pan Datou and San Mao collided with the crowd, and the battle broke out instantly.

(End of this chapter)