Doomsday Endless Shop

Chapter 262
Zhang Ling is different from the men next to her. She is wearing a black cheongsam, which perfectly shows her exquisite figure. She wears black high heels and stockings, and wears a black lady's hat on her head. The whole temperament and sexy The match is perfect, and it perfectly reflects the seductiveness and maturity of her young woman.

Wang Xia on the other side is different from her. Her equipment is the same as that of the men. She wears a neat black slim suit and still wears a ponytail. She is youthful and heroic.

As for Gao Qian, who has short white hair, she has a different feeling. She wears a slim suit on her upper body, and a short black suit skirt on her lower body. Her two smooth and straight legs are wrapped in knee-high boots. , looming in the wind, a black windbreaker behind her was draped over her shoulders, and at this temperature, it is indeed possible to wear a coat.

The scabbard and hilt at both ends were slightly exposed on the back of the windbreaker, which also added to the power of a woman. The bright red lips matched with sunglasses made it impossible to control.

The survivors watching at the entrance of the hotel all backed away. They didn't know what the trading point seemed to be doing for the first time recently, but they could guess from their formal attire what they might be doing.

Jiang Shan looked at the outfits of Ning Jiang and others around him, and smiled. The black suit was Zhang Ling's idea. The old Wangtou had already gone. They had known him for a long time, and they were somewhat sad. Like before the end of the world, to pay homage to the dead, a formal black dress, showing respect.

Ningjiang Chen Long was holding a saber in his hands, each of them looked heroic, and their bodies were much stronger after the end of the world, making them all look so tall and straight, but Chen Long's empty sleeve in one hand looked a bit weird.

The bald-headed Quan on the side, wearing a loose suit, looks a little tight, the huge belly, the shirt is a little bulging, and the open suit, although it can't compare with Jiang Shan and the others, is still very powerful.

Zhang Qingyang buttoned up his suit, tied up his sleeves, closed the hotel door, and followed several people.

In the hotel trading point, Chen Cheng and others have followed Bao Hui back to the textile city base for the past two days, but Bao Hui has not yet returned because of Jiang Shan's task arrangement.

With a face wearing sunglasses, Jiang Shan looked up at the sunny weather, exhaled slowly, and turned his head to look at the men and women around him. These are his partners and people who follow him. There is an inexplicable feeling in his heart. The feeling came, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

He took the lead and walked towards the edge of the airport stronghold.

Next to the airport trading base, on a field near the airport runway, a large group of people were standing there motionless.

The crowd gathered together, as if waiting for something, or thinking about something, all facing the ground ahead, silent.

A not-so-big tomb was revealed in front of the crowd. The mound, which looked like a small earthen bag, looked like it was built artificially. There was a large stone slab at the front, and several large characters were engraved on it.

"Tomb of the Militia Leader Wang Minbing"

It can be seen that it was carved with a sword. Although the font is a bit messy, it is still decent.

Jiang Shan stood silently in front of the tombstone, with some emotions surging in his heart. For Old Wangtou, maybe apart from Maizi and a few old men from the militia, he also had a deep friendship with Old Wangtou.

After getting along for a while, he is very clear about the old Wangtou's honesty and responsibility, but now looking at the tombstone in front of him, everything has passed.

You can't avoid many things, just like the old Wangtou who has been standing in front of Maizi, he knows his position and his responsibility.

Jiang Shan sighed a little, and was a little sad. Many people who have experienced battles and lives with him are constantly leaving. He cannot avoid it, but he hopes that he can hold them and let them live better.

Letting out a breath, Jiang Shan took off his peaked cap, and instantly his bald head was exposed to the air.

He raised the three incense sticks lit in his hands, slowly raised his hands to his chest, and bowed respectfully to Wang Minbing's tombstone.

Behind him are Zhang Ling, Wang Xia, Gao Qian, Ning Jiang's bald Quan, Chen Long, Zhang Qingyang, Pan Datou, and San Mao and other members of the Iron Head Gang. They all followed Jiang Shan and bowed quietly and calmly with their incense sticks in their hands.

After bowing three times, Jiang Shan leaned over and inserted incense in front of the tombstone, and the crowd behind them filled the ground in front of the tombstone with incense.

Looking at Maizi standing by the tombstone and the members of the militia, Jiang Shan could feel their grief, which was beyond expression.

The old Wangtou has always been their spiritual pillar, and now being killed by an anthropomorphic beast, Maizi has assumed the position of the leader of the militia, but everyone knows that the concept of the old Wangtou in their hearts is incomparable.

But it takes time to adapt, a team, to survive in the last days, will always be on the verge of fighting and dying, so that they can be united and strong.

Jiang Shan looked at Maizi, wondering if this young man could take on this important task.

Walking to Maizi's side, he patted Maizi's shoulder, and could feel the trembling of his body. Sadness was rendered in the atmosphere like insoluble ink.

"There is still a long way to go. If you want to continue with Lao Wang's team, try to become stronger! Tell me if you need anything, and I will help you if you can!"

Jiang Shan squeezed Maizi's relatively strong shoulders with his hand, and said in a low voice.

Maizi looked up at him, wanted to say something but couldn't say it, just nodded quietly.

Jiang Shan turned and walked away, taking out a cigarette quietly at the side, while Zhang Ling obediently took out the lighter and lit it for him, and the few of them just looked at everything that was quiet here.

"Mai Zi, let's not talk about what happened in the past! In the future, I, Pan Jun, will be used, and my Tietou Gang will be used! Just speak up!"

Pan Datou looked at Maizi in front of him, let out a breath, and said in a low voice, he was the most direct about the relationship between Old Wangtou and Maizi. partner.

Ning Jiang and the others stood quietly, and they were familiar with Maizi and Old Wangtou, but in the current situation, it was difficult for them to speak out to persuade them. Everything is a process of growth, just like they were in Fengxian County back then. .

Jiang Shan took out three cigarettes, took the lighter from Zhang Ling, lit it in his mouth, and placed them on the old Wangtou's tombstone one by one.

"Old Wang, smoke a cigarette before leaving! Have a good trip!"

Jiang Shan bowed again, put on his hat, turned around and left.

Gao Qian and the other three women also bowed after him and left after him. Ning Jiang and the others also followed in turn.

When Pan Datou's Tietou Gang also left, only Maizi and the militia group were left in the quiet field. After a while, under Maizi's greeting, the militia group also left, leaving him alone. The man stood quietly in front of Lao Wangtou's tombstone.

Holding on to the tombstone, Maizi trembled silently, and tears finally flowed out uncontrollably.

　Thank you [Pan Xia Lonely Ban Xia Lonely] [Hey is always a smile] for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)