Kong Qingpeng was very smart in this exchange. After briefly explaining his intention, he hung up the phone immediately, without giving Ji Nian a chance to hang up.

After hanging up the phone, Kong Qingpeng suddenly became proud.

How about it? It's finally my turn to hang up the phone this time, right?

The deputy couldn't help but remind: "Captain Kong, aren't you a little too brief? What if the other party doesn't know our intentions or doesn't come tomorrow?"

"Not coming?"

Kong Qingpeng really hadn't thought about this issue. He was interviewing Ji Nian on behalf of the Redemption Society. How dare Ji Nian refuse to give him this face?

No, maybe you really dare!

After all, when he was in Haiping City, he didn't even give Kai Ye face.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time and let's talk about it tomorrow." Kong Qingpeng rubbed his temples painfully. He didn't want to think about it so much right now, so he'd better wait until tomorrow to talk about the specific matters.

Inside the safe house.

Li Xin said worriedly: "Ji Nian, will this make the other party angry?"

"No, this is not their bottom line."

Ji Nian shook his head. At least he had to maintain his grace in the Redemption Society. Otherwise, the last time he killed Yang Di and others in front of the other vice-president, the vice-president should have shaken people long ago instead of waiting until now.

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"By the way, how's the information gathering about Kong Qingpeng going?"

"A lot of useful information has been collected." Qin Motong took out a small notebook with beautiful handwriting. She personally obtained the information from various insiders in the provincial chat group, and she recorded it one by one.

In this absurd apocalypse, an absurd profession has emerged: information dealer!

There are many information dealers in provincial chat groups who make money by selling various personnel information. But the problem is, now that banknotes are the same as tissue paper, how do they receive the goods?

The answer is that they have subordinates in many cities, and you only need to hand over the agreed upon equipment, consumables, coins and other materials to them.

"Hey, he still has a hidden profession?"

Ji Nian looked at the small notebook, and the most conspicuous piece of information on it was that this person had a hidden profession.

Among mages, blood mage!

Although this hidden profession is a mage, the difference is that it does not even have a blue bar. All skills rely on consuming one's own blood, and the skill effects are relatively bloody, a bit similar to a vampire.

Ji Nian commented: "This is the first hidden professional enemy I have encountered. Let's call it an enemy."

Under the information about hidden occupations, some information including equipment, skills, etc. is also recorded, which can be said to be very comprehensive.

"Motong, where did you get this information? Is it reliable?"

Ji Nian was even surprised after reading all the information in the notebook. The information was too detailed, even though the other party was a celebrity.

Qin Motong replied: "I bought it from several intelligence dealers in the provincial chat group. In order to ensure the accuracy and completeness of the information, I also found three different intelligence dealers, and the results were similar.

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"Information dealer? You probably want equipment, supplies and other things. I will pay for it."

Ji Nian knew that Qin Motong must have advanced the money in advance. Although Qin Motong was now a "little rich woman" and had a large amount of supplies herself, she certainly could not let her pay the money.

Qin Motong didn't refuse. The consultation fee was quite expensive for ordinary survivors, but it was just a drop in the bucket for her and Ji Nian.

Ji Nian guessed: "Could it be that these intelligence dealers belong to the same organization?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"It's interesting. If you buy a piece of my information from them later, I'd like to see how much they have."

"good"

Yi day.

In a coffee shop in Tianyuan shopping mall, Kong Qingpeng and others were waiting patiently.

Of course, there is no coffee. After experiencing the baptism of the apocalypse, these large buildings have long been abandoned. Only a very powerful team of survivors can occupy such large buildings. However, the environment of the shopping mall is not suitable for living, and it is too troublesome to transform it.

Kong Qingpeng glanced at his watch and saw that ten minutes had passed since the appointed time.

He frowned. He had spoken to Ji Nian on the phone before coming. The other party promised on the phone that he would arrive on time, but he ended up being ten minutes late?

The key is, he still doesn't know how late the other party will be.

wait!

Kong Qingpeng remembered Kai Ye’s advice and decided to be more patient.

Another twenty minutes passed, and it was already half an hour.

Kong Qingpeng couldn't help but called Ji Nian again: "Where are you?"

"There's a bit of a traffic jam on the road, we're almost there, we'll be there soon!"

Traffic jam?

The corner of Kong Qingpeng's mouth twitched. This reason was fine before the end of the world. But in the end of the world, are you telling me about traffic jams?

Besides, cars and trams are not available now. Where did you get the car?

Before Kong Qingpeng could ask any questions, the other party hung up the phone again.

The deputy whispered: "Captain Kong, he seems to be playing tricks on you?"

Kong Qingpeng glared at him and educated him: "Be patient! As we represent the Redemption Society, we should behave appropriately. I don't believe he won't come today. At most, he will be a little late."

"I hope so."

The deputy touched his nose and said angrily.

Another half hour passed.

It has been an hour since the agreed time, which means that even if Ji Nian appears in the mall now, he is already an hour late. The key is that not to mention Ji Nian, not even the shadow of the chicken feathers can be seen.

No matter how well-educated he was, he couldn't bear it anymore, not to mention that Kong Qingpeng had a bad temper, so he dialed the phone directly.

Before he could get angry, the person on the other end of the phone said, "Oh, sorry, my two-and-a-half-year-old rooster has laid eggs. I have to go back and take care of it. I have to wait for another day."

beep--

Toot——

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, the call has been hung up.

This feeling is like a punch hitting cotton, it’s so uncomfortable!

Kong Qingpeng's mouth twitched so hard that he almost became paralyzed. He slammed the table, and the glass coffee table was smashed into pieces.

Do you want to show off your face?

Why should a rooster lay eggs and take care of them? Let’s not talk about whether there is a rooster that can lay eggs for two and a half years. Even if it does exist, its laying of eggs has nothing to do with you?

"I can't bear it anymore, I really can't bear it anymore!"

Kong Qingpeng murmured to himself, and then directly issued an order, leading more than a thousand people straight to the safe house.

"Brother Chicken, you are really good at talking. A chicken lays eggs for two and a half years. Can this chicken still sing and dance rap basketball?"

In the safe house, Zhang Wei laughed heartily.

Ji Nian laughed, looked out the window and said, "I can't stand his arrogance. If I guess correctly, he will bring someone to our place soon."

"Brother Chicken, always be ready!"

Zhang Wei stood up and gave a less than standard salute.

At the same time, Li Xin, Qin Motong, and the Wei sisters all had serious expressions, and they were not afraid if they really wanted to fight to the death.
Chapter completed!