After Song Qian's unremitting efforts, he finally arrived at the base camp of Zhuqingtuan before noon. Song Beichuan observed the surrounding environment in the car. Their fence was made of the iron sheet of containers.

The surroundings were so tight that the situation inside could not be seen, but from the dead bodies on the ground and the scattered shells, it can be seen that there had been a fierce war here not long ago.

At this time, a gunman was lying upside down above the main entrance, with only a black gun bar exposed. When he saw a vehicle driving towards this place, he asked loudly: "Who are you? What are you here to do!"

It can be seen from his voice that this is a woman. At this time, Song Qian got out of the car, shouted at the gunman, and said, "Is it you? Li Qin?"

Hearing this sound, the gunman hesitated for a moment, put the gun down, leaked his head, and asked in surprise: "Song Qian? You... are you back?"

"Yes, I'm saved."

It didn't take long to go, and the door slowly opened to both sides, revealing an asphalt road, which also allowed Song Beichuan to see the situation inside. Song Beichuan wanted to drive in, but was blocked by Li Qin and said, "Just leave the car outside."

Song Beichuan got out of the car and entered their bamboo green group with Song Qian.

When he walked in, the door was slowly closed by Li Qin again. This Li Qin had the skin color of wheat, big eyes and a baseball cap, and looked very young.

Song Qian pointed at Song Beichuan and said, "He rescued me."

Then he pointed at Li Qin and said, "This is our Zhuqing Tuan No. 1 sharpshooter."

Li Qin looked at the two of them and said, "It's not too late to talk about it later. You can wash your body first, it tastes like canned herring."

There was nothing I could do about this. The night he stayed in the car, Song Beichuan had already lost his sense of smell. He was used to it when he smelled the smell. When he heard that he could take a shower, he naturally would not refuse.

Song Qian led Song Beichuan to the public bathroom. When Song Beichuan washed away the blood stains and sticky oil on his body and regained his energy, he found that clean clothes had already been placed on the side.

After putting on his clothes and walking out of the bathroom, he found that Song Qian had not finished washing, and there was still a sound of water in the girl's bathroom. As soon as he left the door, he ran into an old man in his sixties standing at the door, carrying a group of people around him, holding weapons in his hands.

When the old man saw Song Beichuan walk out of the bathroom, he directly asked: "Young man, why did you come back with Song Qian?"

Song Beichuan was obviously stunned when he heard his question, and said, "Because I was arrested by the man called the Destruction Corps, we were imprisoned at that time..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a man next to him suddenly say, "Are you Song Beichuan?"

Hearing him speak, he looked over. It was a familiar face. Suddenly, he searched for a name in his mind and said, "Is it you? Liu Boyang?"

"Yes! It's me, he hurriedly took a step forward!"

"Oh, old classmate, it's really been a long time since I saw you. I didn't expect to see you here!" Song Beichuan said in surprise.

Liu Boyang and Song Beichuan were high school classmates. They were still friends in front and back seats at that time, but Liu Boyang dropped out of school and never contacted him.

However, the old man suddenly reached out to interrupt their conversation and said, "What does it matter to Deng Xiong?"

"Deng Xiong?" Song Beichuan was puzzled by the name that suddenly appeared.

"Don't pretend to be stupid to me, Deng Xiong is the boss of the Destruction Corps! The king they call!"

"That big guy? If it were him, our relationship was just that he wanted me to be his son, but I refused and even scolded him. In such a relationship, in my opinion, the relationship should not be friendly."

The old man showed a surprised look at this time and said, "Did you scold him?"

"Yes, so Song Qian and I were locked up together."

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I don't want to be harsh on you because of your relationship with Bo Yang. You must leave before dark."

Song Beichuan was so smart that he knew what was the reason after guessing. This old man must be afraid that he would implicate Zhuqing Group and let the people from the Destruction Corps attack here again.

But when his old classmate Liu Boyang heard that he was going to drive Song Beichuan away, he begged: "Captain Sun, please let him have dinner before leaving."

He frowned and hesitated for a while, and said, "Yes, but if the Destruction Corps comes again, I will definitely hand you over to exchange for peace! You must remember this!"

Song Beichuan has seen countless people this year. The old man in front of him is just a fool. When facing power, he chooses to surrender rather than resist.

"If they didn't come, can I live here with peace of mind?" Song Beichuan pretended to be very helpless at this time.

He did this mainly because he needed time to contact his troops. As soon as his troops arrived, he would be interested in fighting even the Destruction Corps.

Only one hundred people beat three thousand people, which sounds too wild.

The expressions on the faces of the residents here were like herbivores. Seeing them made Song Beichuan even more convinced that if they were like a bear, what would the leader look like and what would the people below naturally become.

They were all begging Captain Sun with kindness.

"Let him stay."

"He is somewhat an adult and will contribute to it."

The old man was a little annoyed by them and said, "Stop talking, as I said before, if this person attracts the Destruction Corps, no matter what you say, I will still hand him over. Of course, if he is lucky, I will keep him here to live."

Song Beichuan showed an extremely grateful expression and said, "I am really grateful to you!"

At this moment, Song Qian wore a white T-shirt and black sweatpants. She walked out of the bathroom, tilted her head, sprinkled her hair down, and wiped it carefully with a towel.

The man present could not help but be stunned when he looked at his graceful curves. Song Beichuan also turned around and looked at him, but he had seen two fairy-like women, Feng Xiuqing and Qiao Yueyi, so he had a little more concentration.

However, when I turned around and saw these wolves-like gazes, I knew how empty these boys were.

At this time, a man walked up and said, "Qianqian, why are you back? You are not..."

This man is 1.8 meters tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall, tall, big, thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome, and very handsome.

Song Qian felt a little colder when she saw him coming up and said angrily: "What? Is it still hindering you when I come back?"

"No, that's not what I mean."

"Okay, don't say more. When you arrive at my room later, I have something to do with you and I will ask you separately."

Seeing her say this, the man reluctantly gave up and did not continue to ask.

Song Beichuan looked at them coldly, knowing that this man must be the fiancé she mentioned. He was very accurate in his eyes. This person was obviously a slutty little man who could shelter him from the wind and rain to chop zombies? If this could be done, he would have taken you away at the beginning! He would not have sent you to the wolf's den at all!

Of course, this is their affairs, and Song Beichuan was unintentionally involved. After all, he already had Feng Xiuqing, Qiao Yueyi, who had not been revealed, and there were two women, but he must not make a third one. He doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

Shaking his head, he found Liu Boyang and started greetings.

Everyone dispersed, and he followed Liu Boyang to his residence. After learning that there were five people living in a villa here, including men, women, and young and old. Together, the number of people was about 300.

When he arrived at the residence, Liu Boyang said to Song Beichuan: "What do you want to drink? There is still some Coke in the refrigerator."

"Anything is OK, there is nothing to choose in such a few years."

"Okay, you can wait for it upstairs. My name is written on the door of my room. Just go in. The door is not locked. I'll get you Coke."

Song Beichuan was not polite, and slowly walked up the second floor, observed the surrounding environment, and saw Liu Boyang's name written in a room, so he walked in.

The room was not as neat as Song Beichuan imagined, with posters of women inside. The various female celebrities before the disaster, whether from Europe or Japan, were somewhat a bit.

Then, Liu Boyang walked up with two bottles of Coke, handed Song Beichuan a bottle, and said with a smile: "Don't laugh at me, man, you understand too."

Song Beichuan took Coke and said, "I understand, but you should find a girlfriend, and you are old."

He closed the door, sat on the bed, and said, "It's not so easy. Women either look at their appearance or their height. I don't have these two things, so why do you talk about chasing girls?"

Liu Boyang is indeed not very good-looking. He wears black-framed glasses, his eyes are listless, a little obese, and his belly often jumps out from the connection between his top and pants, which is very sloppy.

Song Beichuan smiled and said, "Be sincere. Women in this era are either particularly independent and treat themselves as men, or they are particularly insecure. If you use all your sincerity to impress them, there will always be blind! Hahaha!"

Liu Boyang also laughed and said, "I saw your girlfriend in the circle of friends that was a great beauty. You spent a lot of time pursuing it. Is it called Liu Siya? How about it? She is pretty good now?"

When Song Beichuan heard him mention Liu Siya, a kind of murderous light burst out in his eyes, like a cheetah chasing food, which made people frightened.

Liu Boyang was not a fool either. Seeing his eyes, he hurriedly closed his mouth and the room suddenly fell into silence.

Song Beichuan also felt that he had lost his composure and returned to normal, and said, "Things are very complicated and I will be unable to explain it for a while."

"It's okay, we guys haven't seen each other for a long time, so we'll use this Coke as wine and drink it first!"

After saying that, the two clinked their glasses and made a crisp sound.

Gudu, and after taking a big gulp, Song Beichuan wiped the overflowing Coke from his mouth and suddenly asked, "Old Liu, I want to know if you have a walkie-talkie here."
Chapter completed!