As soon as Jiang Yan put her fingers on the zipper of her backpack, she saw the elder sister looking at her from behind with a flattering face, smiling and saying:

"Mr. Qin, you are here!"

Before she finished her words, the eldest sister nimbly slipped the domineering boss novel under the counter, then took two or three nimble steps to the side and raised her hand to slap the wall quickly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The originally dimly lit shopping mall suddenly became brightly lit as if it were daytime.

Mr. Qin?

This title.

Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and paused her zipper.

"Sister Zhao! Are you trying to blind my eyes?!" A teasing and frivolous male voice came from behind.

The voice is light and lacks energy.

"Well, it's all my fault. I was so excited to see you that I acted too quickly!" The older sister smiled awkwardly and immediately took out a piece of A4 paper from under the table.

Jiang Yan glanced at it casually and saw a hand-drawn form with a bunch of things densely recorded on it.

A strong smell of cologne came from behind me.

Jiang Yan frowned, and clearly felt that someone was staring at the back of her head.

"Mom, that man is looking at you!" Hua Bao whispered in her mind, "There is another soldier, a woman."

Jiang Yan doesn't have eyes on the back of her head, but Hua Bao is her eyes.

"It's okay." She smiled.

As he was speaking, a man in his twenties with burgundy hair and pale, sickly skin approached.

The man was very tall, about 1.8 meters tall.

But he is very thin and has a small frame.

He was wearing a very thick, long red down jacket, and at first glance, he looked like a skinny red bean popsicle.

A sturdy soldier followed him with a gun on his waist.

And followed a girl.

The girl was a little pale and thin, but her facial features were well-behaved.

If she dresses up, she would be a beauty.

Judging from his age, he is about eighteen or nineteen years old.

He was just dressed in ordinary clothes, wearing a men's down jacket, which was gray and greasy.

Jiang Yan glanced at it casually and understood something in her heart.

The down jacket on the man has a very obvious logo, the Maple Leaf Country Goose.

Before the end of the world, the price starts at at least 30000 RMB.

After the apocalypse, even in today’s extremely cold weather, it is even harder to find one.

As for the burgundy tinfoil curls, the color and curl both start from the roots of the hair.

You can see that it was just made.

To be able to show off so ostentatiously in the apocalypse and be accompanied by soldiers, this Young Master Qin must have a considerable background.

It seems that what Mo Jingsheng said was right.

It is impossible for everyone in the base to be pure.

But it's normal.

Yaoben Base is Mo Jingsheng’s base and also one of the largest survivor bases.

It is normal to have a few important people and their families.

It's just that she doesn't want to get involved in these so-called forces.

After all, in the base, if we talk about circles, Mo Jingsheng’s circle is the largest.

The other person's gaze paused slightly on her face, and a hint of surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he quickly swallowed and retracted his gaze.

Jiang Yan wore a mask as usual today.

However, thick and shiny hair, fair and delicate skin, clean and tidy clothes, and a sense of relaxation emanating from the body are not something that ordinary high-ranking family members in the base can possess.

"Mr. Qin, these are the new items that the base supermarket has just added. The quantity is not large. Please take a look." Sister Zhao handed the A4 paper in her hand to him respectfully.

Qin Shao took it and casually handed it to the girl beside him, "Take a look, what do you like?"

"Brother Qin Lei, I, I can do anything." The girl pursed her lips and said cautiously.

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