"The patrol is here!"

"There's a good show to watch!"

Everyone in Building No. 29 ran from their rooms to the hallway.

These people are watching the fun and don't think it's a big deal.

Li Zhengping, riding a small electric donkey branded by Da Zhangshu Jiji, suddenly braked and stopped outside Building 29.

He raised the tripod and placed his hands on the gun belt tied to his waist, just above the two pistols.

Behind him, a dozen patrol members who also rode down on electric donkeys also got off the small electric donkeys.

Li Zhengping walked in front. He was only 21 years old and had a beard that he didn't want to cut off.

He strode up to the shirtless gambling dog, opened his eyes and opened his jaw, and Ling Ran asked:

"Is this the alarm you sounded? What's the matter?"

Behind him, more than a dozen people focused their attention on Gambling Dog. This momentum and the battle were domineering and mighty.

The gambling dog was obviously frightened by Li Zhengping's force and swallowed nervously.

He pointed upstairs and shouted aggrievedly:

"Sir, you have to make the decision for me!"

Li Zhengping raised his eyebrows and said, "Damn it, please speak up."

What about singing?

"Um...Sir, I was laying steel bars at the construction site today. The weather was very hot today, and I was covered in red spots from the sun. I didn't even take a break, so I just thought about how I could contribute to our trading market and make more products.

contribution...

After a busy day, all my sweat and efforts were finally replaced by corn tortillas. I originally thought that I could taste them when I returned to my residence, so that I would have the strength to continue to contribute to our trading market tomorrow, but! But! But!

When I sat down, the newcomer next to me complained that I smelled bad, and I was too lazy to answer him. When I was about to put the fragrant tortilla in my mouth, the newcomer snatched it away.

It didn’t matter if he took it away, but he didn’t want to give it back to me when I asked him to, so he just ate it in two or three mouthfuls.

That was the reward for my day’s hard work, and now it’s all gone…”

He spoke very fast, talking a lot in one breath, and even Li Zhengping had no time to stop him.

"Stop!" Li Zhengping shouted suddenly.

There is so much nonsense. If this were placed before the end of the world, he would definitely be suitable for writing novels. He is very capable!

Li Zhengping asked angrily: "Has your food been robbed?"

"Ah! Yes, that's pretty much what it means."

Li Zhengping rolled his eyes, tell me a bunch of things that can be explained clearly in one sentence?

"What you said is very good, don't say it again next time."

Li Zhengping adjusted his agitated mood and pointed inside.

"Lead the way to him."

"Yes, sir, I'm really angry. There are still people in our trading market who dare to..." Betting Dog is a talkative person, and he didn't forget to continue to complain even as he walked in front.

"Shut up! If you talk again, I'll deal with you too!" Li Zhengping's irritable mood, which he had finally calmed down, was aroused again.

"Oh." Gambling Dog looked a little aggrieved and led Li Zhengping and others up.

The staircase corridor was full of people, but when they saw the patrol coming, they all got out of the way.

The people in this patrol were very vicious in their minds, and every time they arrived, someone would die.

soon.

They arrived at room 4 on the second floor.

There was a row of people standing in the aisle, and it was extremely crowded.

But even so, when Li Zhengping and others arrived, they still made a lot of space.

Lin Zhongzheng and Song Tianyi stood in the crowd, making it clear that they did not want to get involved in Zhou Chuan's affairs.

Zhou Chuan sat on the ground and was a little surprised when he saw Li Zhengping and others appearing.

He didn't expect that the managers of the trading market would care about such things.

"Sir, that's him." Gambling Dog pointed at Zhou Chuan and said.

He looked like a dog relying on human power.

Zhou Chuan still doesn't know what he will face next. For him, isn't it just stealing someone's food? At most, he will be reprimanded. If he still wants to be held accountable, the worst he can do is ask Uncle Lin to help him return it.

He won't get it.

This was the first time that Li Zhengping saw someone so calm after committing a crime.

"Did you steal his food?"

"Who asked him to show off in front of me?" Zhou Chuan raised his eyebrows and said.

Gambling Dog quickly stood up, "I didn't, I just took out the food and wanted to eat it normally."

Li Zhengping looked at the other people in the room and pointed at someone casually.

"Tell me, what happened?"

The person who was pointed out explained the situation in a few words.

Li Zhengping nodded and pointed to the other two people: "Is what he said true?"

"Really." Lao Pao and the other person nodded.

Li Zhengping took a deep breath and was a little curious about this man with no fear on his face.

"Don't you know the rules in the trading market? You are not allowed to steal other people's belongings, including food."

Zhou Chuan scratched his arm and said, "I'm hungry, there's nothing I can do."

"Then do you know the consequences of violating the regulations?" Li Zhengping's tone slowly turned cold.

For being so arrogant in the trading market, this man must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!

Zhou Chuan said with some indifference:

"Oh, isn't it just two corn cakes? If you really want to kill me, can't I just ask Uncle Lin to return it to him?"

With that said, he stood up, walked towards the door, and shouted to the crowd: "Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin, help me..."

Among the crowd in the aisle, Lin Zhongzheng took a few steps back from the crowd. He didn't want to show up.

He would be in trouble if someone from the patrol team spotted him.

Zhou Chuan is looking for death this time, and he has no choice.

After coming out of the bunker, he was able to take care of Zhou Chuan.

He took care of Zhou Chuan or looked at Zhou Chuan's father's face, and he had done his best to be kind and righteous.

"Uncle Lin!"

"Uncle Lin!"

Zhou Chuan shouted louder and louder, and he was about to bypass Li Zhengping and walk towards the crowd.

Li Zhengping became even more angry at his attitude of ignoring him.

In addition, the gambling dog kept nagging in my ears just now, which made me feel a little irritable.

You scolded me!

At the door, he stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Chuan who was about to walk out.

Zhou Chuan looked at Li Zhengping, "Why are you stopping me? Isn't it just two corn cakes?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Are two tortillas worth all the effort? You are so poor."

"Get out of the way, why don't I give it back to him?"

Li Zhengping laughed angrily, did he care about those two corn cakes?

What he cares about are regulations. Regulations cannot be violated. Violation of regulations will result in death!

She pulled his chest with her left hand and pulled him directly to the railing of the aisle.

He drew his gun and put it on Zhou Chuan's head.

He just wanted to shoot, but there were too many people in the room, so it would be easy to injure others if he fired.

It would be more convenient to pull him to the aisle and face the outside.

The onlookers on both sides quickly moved back. The gun was pointing in a different direction from them, but it still frightened them.

Some newcomers sighed in a low voice: "I've heard that the people in the patrol team are very efficient, but I didn't expect them to be so efficient!"

Lin Zhongzheng watched Zhou Chuan being pressed against the fence, his heart pounding, and he thought to himself: Fortunately, he didn't run out just now.
To be continued...