I’m the City Lord of the Last Days

To be honest, with the help of Bai Duoduo and Sister Ling, the speed of collecting and sorting out the medicines has been accelerated.

Twenty minutes later, a large number of useful medicines were piled into the shopping cart by category, and more than half of the entire pharmacy and warehouse were emptied. Of course, there were also a lot of medicines left.

Song Xingcheng and the others were about to leave the pharmacy, but He Qianshan still didn't let go of the two poor ladies, asking them in a cold voice to "help" push the shopping cart to the designated location.

Bai Duoduo wanted to refuse, but she couldn't say anything when her eyes swept over the gun.

So the group went back to the previous outdoor goods store and gathered the shopping carts full of supplies. He Qianshan, Song Xingcheng and Han Qinmin each pushed four or five carts, Bai Duoduo and Ling Jie pushed two carts each, and the carts Resisting the carts, they lined up in a long line and headed towards the supermarket storage area together.

Because the zombies had already been cleaned up on the way here, although the return journey was a bit laborious, took more time, and even made more noise, there were only three zombies attracted, and they came in batches.

He Qianshan let Song Xingcheng take care of it.

Committing to the battle in person is indeed the fastest way to progress. Now Song Xingcheng no longer has much panic and fear in his heart when facing the zombies attacking alone, and even the tension is almost gone. After receiving He Qianshan's signal, he moved steadily Raise the gun to attack, if one hit fails, continue, and finally successfully collect three energy beads, and the number in the upper right corner of the operation panel will accumulate to 7, which means that the second wooden house is firmly in the bag.

The end of the world has come for a long time, and this is the first time for Bai Duoduo and Sister Ling to confront zombies at close range, and it is also the first time to know that zombies will dissipate quickly after being killed, leaving only a shiny thing in place.

Although he didn't know what that thing was, Bai Duoduo had already silently memorized the way Song Xingcheng handled the energy beads.

In this way, a long line of shopping trolleys was successfully pushed to the front of the supermarket warehouse. Zheng Nianhao took over and arranged for people to move and load the trolleys, and at the same time quickly reported to He Qianshan the progress of the current collection of materials.

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After hearing this, He Qianshan nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, and then looked at Bai Duoduo and Sister Ling who were huddled in the corner and watched in shock at the scene of many living people carrying supplies in full swing. Under the horrified eyes of the two, He Qianshan raised his hand He took down his backpack, took out two pistols from it, and handed the guns down to the two ladies.

"The medicine I need has already been obtained, and the remaining medicine and this gun are counted as my reward."

The man's voice was deep and cold, and his expression was even more serious.

Su is indifferent, showing no sign of gratitude at all, only the action of exposing the gun in his hand and sending it forward can tell that he is really planning to send the gun instead of preparing to kill the two ladies with one shot.

Song Xingcheng's originally half-drooped eyes widened in an instant. His bright eyes looked at He Qianshan, then at Bai Duoduo and Sister Ling, and finally at the two hands that hadn't been picked up by their future masters. Gun, an inexplicable joy suddenly rushed into his heart, and he couldn't help but bend his eyes, probably because he saw his hard-working idol wash away the black material with practical actions?

The ones who were more shocked and surprised than Song Xingcheng were of course Bai Duoduo and Sister Ling herself.

Bai Duoduo still maintained the posture of holding sister Ling tightly with one hand, and pointed at his nose with the other hand in amazement. His originally delicate round face appeared weirdly distorted because of his mouth and eyes wide open, as if making funny faces on purpose, it was unbelievable exclaimed:

"For us???"

The voice of the rhetorical question suddenly rose two octaves, which was completely different from the previous low-key and submissive performance.

Song Xingcheng noticed that He Qianshan's sword eyebrows were frowning, and Fuzhi felt that he was impatient, so he quickly reached out and took two guns from He Qianshan's hand, and stuffed them into Bai Duoduo and Sister Ling's hands one by one. , smiled and said: "It is said that it is a reward for you, so you can accept it with peace of mind, and find a safe and suitable place to protect yourself as soon as possible."

He Qianshan's attitude was still indifferent. After watching the two ladies get the pistols, they waved their hands casually, "You can leave now. There are 15 bullets in the pistols. Pay attention to the arrangements."

I never expected that this trip was not only unscathed, but also a huge surprise. After Bai Duoduo came back to her senses, she excitedly clenched the weapon in her hand, looked gratefully at Song Xingcheng, and said "Thank you At the same time, the man had already dragged Sister Ling away, and the figures of the two quickly disappeared at the end of the passage.

The smile on Song Xingcheng's face also disappeared, and he realized belatedly that his behavior just now seemed inappropriate.

It was obviously He Qianshan who actually sent the gun. He intervened on his own initiative and turned his hand once. As a result, the thanks of the two ladies fell on him. Although it was not his intention, in fact it constituted an unjust act of taking credit ?

He Qianshan had already diverted his attention to explain the next arrangement to Zheng Nianhao and Han Qinmin, only to find that Song Xingcheng behind him lowered his head, and the word distress was written directly on his face.

"What's wrong?" He Qianshan asked suspiciously, wasn't the little guy very happy just now?

"I'm sorry, I didn't

Should have stepped in. Song Xingcheng sighed, looked up into He Qianshan's eyes and sincerely apologized.

Thinking about it in another way, if he contributes money and effort to do good deeds, but the credit for his success is taken away by someone else, he will probably die in anger and go back on the spot.

He Qianshan's expression froze slightly, and he thought for a while before trying to understand Song Xingcheng's logic. He immediately showed a helpless expression, dumbfounded, and comforted Song Xingcheng in turn:

"I give guns to pay for drugs, not to get thanks, I don't care, and you don't need to think about it."

They were just two insignificant passers-by, not worth paying attention to at all.

After finishing speaking, seeing that the little guy still had an expression of self-conscious regret and distress for doing something wrong, He Qianshan subconsciously reached out to touch Song Xingcheng's head to comfort him.

He raised his hands, and He Qianshan realized in time that Song Xingcheng was no longer the little boy who could touch his head at will or even hug him when he was a child. Children don't like being touched on the head when they grow up, so he turned the direction of his palm and landed on Song Xingcheng. On Cheng's shoulder, he patted reassuringly.

He Qianshan's voice was gentle, "Okay, cheer up, I have a task for you."

Song Xingcheng's drooping eyes widened immediately, and he looked at He Qianshan with vigour, waiting for his arrangement.

Let go of the previous guilt for now, the business is important, as for the compensation... Anyway, he will protect Second Brother He in the future, and then he will make up for him!