The strongest drug god in the last days

Chapter 52

Zhang Yue, Shen Huai, and Chen Haoren all looked at each other and nodded.

Then Zhang Yue stretched out a hand, held Jiang Xiaomian tightly, and said in a low voice, "Deal!"

"follow me."

A group of people followed Jiang Xiaomian and walked forward.

Four people and a dog walked quickly among the piles of incomplete bones, and soon reached the corner of the first floor.

The room at the corner also continued the dilapidated style of the orphanage. There were already large pieces of debris on the door panel, and the wanton cracks were like ferocious reptiles, firmly attached to the door.

There was a faded doorplate on the side, with a few correct small characters in regular script of the dean's office.

"It's here, the old dean hid here, but the dean locked the lock before leaving."

Jiang Xiaomian pursed her lips tightly together, her eyes were extremely complicated, she stared at the small brass lock hanging on the door and said in a low voice.

Zhang Yue nodded slightly, and exchanged glances with Shen Huai, both of them smiled knowingly.

This lock can't stop them.

"Let me come. I have performed many tasks before, and kicking the door is commonplace."

With a sneer, Shen Huai stepped forward, lifted his heavy boots, and kicked them hard, towards the closed door.

This door has been in disrepair for a long time, dilapidated, how could it withstand Shen Huai's powerful kick?
The little lock didn't move at all, but the door was split in half by Shen Huai in an instant.

At the same time, Zhang Yue had already tightly grasped the old-fashioned pistol he had brought from the old dean, opened the safety with a click, and raised it with lightning speed, aiming the black muzzle directly at the office.

In case there are hidden zombies in this office, Zhang Yue will shoot him in the head and send him directly to the Hades.

However, the situation did not turn in the worst direction. The office was empty, except for a few pieces of furniture that had faded into disrepair, there was nothing else.

Zhang Yue still didn't dare to take it lightly, he slammed into the house with a pistol in hand, frowning and quickly scanned around, and after confirming that there was no trace of the enemy, he dared to relax, and let out a breath of turbidity as if he was relieved.

Then, Zhang Yue raised his hand to greet the others, and said, "No problem, come in, Xiaomian, where are the guns?"

Shen Huai, Jiang Xiaomian, and Coke swarmed in, but Chen Haoren was the only one who couldn't squeeze in through the crack because he was too fat, but was stuck firmly on the door instead.

"Hey, boss, give me a hand, this slit is too small, I can't get in!"

Chen Haoren's helpless wailing sounded, and a pair of big round eyes smiled wryly at several people.

Zhang Yue couldn't help laughing, he forced a smile and took a step forward, kicked Chen Haoren's waist lightly and forcefully, kicking Chen Haoren out.

Chen Haoren let out an ouch, his fat body rolled on the ground like a ball, then slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Zhang Yue resentfully.

Zhang Yue laughed and scolded, "Okay, look at you fat. You don't need to come in, just stay outside, pay attention to vigilance, and notify us immediately if anything unusual happens."

Chen Haoren touched his head depressedly, and could only nod his head, leaning against the door, looking at the surrounding scenery boredly.

Shen Huai glanced at Chen Haoren, and said in a low voice: "You, you just lack of training. If you are thrown into our army, I can make you lose weight in three days. Every day, you will be served for ten kilometers with five loads, and you will not lose weight. Strange."

Good man Chen curled his lips, snorted and turned around without speaking.

Jiang Xiaomian scanned the cabinet here carefully, frowning and remembering, and it took a long time to lock a drawer with a lock.

He took a step forward, raised his hand and directly grabbed the pull ring of the drawer, and with a sudden force, he forcibly pulled the drawer open.

There was a jingling sound.

Zhang Yue and Shen Huai immediately gathered beside the drawer.

Inside the drawer, neatly lay two pistols and an old shotgun.

Seeing these guns, Zhang Yue's eyes couldn't help but shine. He glanced at Jiang Xiaomian, then raised his hand and reached for these guns.

Jiang Xiaomian was indifferent and didn't intend to stop him at all.

Zhang Yue also put those scruples to the back of his mind, picked up the gun, unloaded the magazine, and frowned slightly.

There were only three bullets in the gun.

Is it too little?

He hesitated for a moment, then reached for the other pistols.

"Don't worry about it, other guns are the same. Each gun only holds three bullets. This is the habit of the old dean."

Jiang Xiaomian said lightly, with an extremely calm expression.

Zhang Yue frowned, took out the guns, distributed them to everyone, and whispered at the same time: "There are only three bullets, which is not enough."

Shen Huai nodded, and said, "That's right, only guns have no bullets. Isn't this gun a piece of scrap metal?"

Jiang Xiaomian didn't change his face, and said softly: "The old director is far-sighted, the bullet is not here, it is somewhere else."

Zhang Yue frowned slightly, looking at Jiang Xiaomian with a hint of unkindness.

He understood that Jiang Xiaomian was keeping an eye out, but in fact he still couldn't trust them.

He was given the gun, afraid that Zhang Yue and the others would break their promise, take the things and leave without doing anything, and he had nothing to do.

But there are also problems with not giving guns.Those three orangutans are very powerful. Without the help of guns, it would be quite difficult to kill those three orangutans.

Therefore, Jiang Xiaomian made a compromise choice after weighing it up.

That is, only guns and very few bullets are given, and the rest of the bullets are hidden in unknown places.

In this way, not only can Zhang Yue and the others use guns in the battle, but also can make them be wary of bullets, so they won't just walk away.

Zhang Yue took a deep look at Jiang Xiaomian, and couldn't help but increase his fear of Jiang Xiaomian.Jiang Xiaomian is only a 15-year-old boy, and he already has such a deep scheming.

Not easy to deal with.

The old dean who taught him by precepts and deeds is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Shen Huai squinted his eyes, glanced at Jiang Xiaomian, sneered, and said, "I understand, they don't believe us at all, and they are afraid that we won't do anything after receiving gifts. Hehe, it's interesting."

Jiang Xiaomian's expression remained the same as before, without the embarrassment that the dim sum machine was punctured, and said softly: "As long as you keep your promise, I will provide you with enough bullets. The old director has hoarded a lot in private. I will not let you down of."

Shen Huai curled his lips, ignored Jiang Xiaomian, picked up the shotgun and gently stroked it, as if stroking his lover, with a slightly regretful expression, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity, there are only shotguns, not sniper rifles. Compared with When I charge into battle, long-range sniping is my strongest point."

Jiang Xiaomian ignored Shen Huai and looked down at the drawer.

In the drawer, apart from the guns that had been divided up by everyone, there was also a yellowed envelope.

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(End of this chapter)