Chapter 483 Come Prepared
Zhuang Chen walked unsteadily like a penguin. He looked up at the steel in her warehouse.
It is more than twenty meters long, ninety centimeters wide and twenty centimeters high. There is a layer of mist on the silver-gray steel.
The huge warehouse was half covered with steel, and scattered mechanical parts were placed on the shelves.
When Zhuang Chen looked at this warehouse, he never thought that the owner of the warehouse would be a girl.
He admired her from the bottom of his heart.
"If you have a purchasing channel, then I will take all the steel you have now."
"If your demand is relatively large, I will notify you next time when the goods are in stock."
Cai Qingleng patted the dust on his palms and walked toward Zhuang Chen in this direction.
She responded to his words in a low voice.
While they were talking, they didn't notice that a group of people quietly surrounded the place.
With a smile on his face, Zhuang Chen took all the steel in her warehouse into his personal space.
He nodded to her in a low voice and left.
Cai Qingleng watched him leave, feeling a little empty in her heart.
Look at the small red flower patched on the back of his butt, swaying from side to side.
She couldn't help but lower her head and cover her mouth and chuckle.
As Zhuang Chen walked on the road, he always felt the little red flower on his pants.
Let him feel some small estrangement in his heart.
In an accidental glance, he saw a moving black shadow. He rubbed his eyes and looked over again.
But he found that there was nothing. He mistakenly thought it was because he was dazzled and paid too much attention.
While walking along this road, Zhuang Chen found that the monster's strength had been greatly improved.
It was several times stronger than before the winter, and his own strength seemed to have reached a bottleneck.
I didn't see any improvement for a while, but there was also a slight problem with my body.
When his head was thinking of this, his right hand unconsciously touched his heart.
It would have taken several days for the wound to heal completely, in the past.
It only takes a stick of incense to recover.
But things are different now.
Zhuang Chen let out a heavy breath, but he still couldn't let out even a ten thousandth of the frustration in his heart.
While walking, he discovered that there were no zombies or monsters around Cai Qingleng.
On the contrary, outside a certain range, you can see their normal activities.
"So in such a weird atmosphere, what exactly is that black shadow?"
Zhuang Chen sniffed the air with his nose, and he faintly smelled a hint of conspiracy.
The uneasiness in his heart was like a pair of invisible big hands, tightly grabbing his heart.
Zhuang Chen immediately stopped in his tracks, stood where he was, and turned back to look in the direction where Cai Qingleng lived.
"It seems that someone is unscrupulous and wants to get in my way."
From a distance, Zhuang Chen could clearly see a group of men in black surrounding Cai Qingleng's house.
And gradually approached her.
He cursed quietly and ran over like a galloping cheetah.
When he rushed here quickly, the group of men in black had already entered Cai Qingleng's yard, surrounding her.
The leader gave the order and launched an attack on her.
Cai Qing looked at them coldly, dodged their attacks with agility, and did not miss Feng's counterattack.
"It seems that you are well prepared this time."
Zhuang Chen stood on the roof and looked at them condescendingly, acting like a clown.
His voice made the men in black present tremble.
He widened his eyes in disbelief and looked up at Zhuang Chen.
The leading man subconsciously reached out and touched the towel on his face.
After confirming that his identity was not exposed, he backed away in fear.
Let the people behind him block in front of him.
Zhuang Chen jumped up and landed smoothly on the ground with his feet, blocking Cai Qingleng's front.
He looked at the two men in black in front of him coldly.
A long lightning whip instantly formed on his hand, and the crackling sound of electricity sounded in the air.
The men in black who were present were a little frightened when they looked at him, but they still gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Zhuang Chen looked at them without knowing whether to live or die, and his eyes flashed frivolously.
Waving his arms, the lightning whip buzzed in the void.
"Well!"
In the next second, he hit their flesh, causing their skin to be torn open, and blood staining his lightning whip.
The people in black who were hit screamed in pain. They staggered and hunched over, covering their wounds with their hands.
The man in black at the head glanced at his attacker with hatred.
He tightened his fists and took out a gun from his waist.
This gun is completely black and is reflective under the sunlight.
There is also a fist-sized mouthpiece at the muzzle, which looks very different from other guns.
"boom!"
He pulled the trigger, and a seemingly ordinary bullet shot towards Zhuang Chen.
Zhuang Chen heard the sound and turned around just in time to see the bullet coming menacingly.
The shadow of the bullet was reflected in his deep eyes.
He subconsciously used his mental power to control the incoming bullet.
But what he didn't expect was that his mental power seemed to have no effect on it.
It flew at a high speed without stopping.
Zhuang Chen was frightened by such a strange scene, and his mind suddenly went blank.
Just as he came to his senses and prepared to dodge, a familiar figure stood in front of him.
Zhuang Chen was closest to her, blocking the attack of the bullet for him.
Hearing the bullet piercing her flesh with his own ears, he suddenly shrank his pupils.
He watched Cai Qingleng fall into his arms, and a huge bloody hole suddenly appeared on her shoulder, and blood wet her chest.
The strong smell of blood broke into Zhuang Chen's nose and rushed into his head.
Zhuang Chen stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, looking at her pale face without a trace of blood, and her eyes were closed tightly.
The sound of bullets kept echoing in Zhuang Chen's ears, and he stretched out his trembling right hand and placed it on her nose.
He heaved a sigh of relief only after he confirmed that she was still breathing faintly.
His eyes were bloodshot, and an angry voice was shouting in his head.
He wanted to tear this group of people to pieces, but when he raised his head again.
The group of black-clothed men surrounding him fled from his sight in the cold wind.
Zhuang Chen could only see the shoes of the leading black-clothed man, with a capital A behind the heel.
He memorized the clue in his head.