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Chapter 109 Bargaining

Seeing that Qin Zhong didn't say anything else, Yue Zitian and Zhang Jiahan looked at each other, and Zhang Jiahan said, "Brother, if you are ready for what we discussed last night, should we set off today?"

"Set off?"

Qin Zhong was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant. Seeing his expression, Zhang Jiahan was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "What's wrong? Did you lose your memory from drinking? Didn't we agree to leave for the grain station today when we were drinking last night?"

"Yes! Brother Qin!"

At this time, Yue Zitian also interjected, "Originally, we meant to go in a few days. Didn't you say you were anxious to find that Xiao, Xiao what was that?! That's why we suggested setting off today after we sobered up?"

"We have all the people ready now, forty in total, three large trucks. Lao Zhang and I will accompany you on this trip."

Touching the tip of his nose, Qin Zhong smiled awkwardly. He really didn't remember. No wonder he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have agreed to something last night, but had no impression of it. It was probably this matter.

After a moment's consideration, Qin Zhong didn't hesitate and nodded, saying, "Okay, I promised before..."

Zhang Jiahan and Yue Zitian were delighted when they heard Qin Zhong's words, but then they heard Qin Zhong say, "However, I want 30% of the harvested grain! In addition, I want ten rifles, each with 90 rounds of ammunition."

"Uh!"

The joy on Zhang Jiahan and Yue Zitian's faces froze. They looked at each other and Zhang Jiahan said, "Brother, we are not outsiders. Logically speaking, it's not too much to ask for you to risk your life to help us, but..."

Having said that, Zhang Jiahan paused, glanced at Qin Zhong, and seeing that he looked normal, he continued, "We don't have many weapons either. After all, at least half of the prison is sealed off and filled with zombies. We have no way of getting in. The most important thing is that the weapons depot is in that area..."

"We're short on weapons and even less ammunition. How about three rifles and 180 rounds of ammunition?"

After Zhang Jiahan finished speaking, seeing that Qin Zhong did not respond, he helplessly winked at Yue Zitian. Yue Zitian nodded and walked to sit next to Qin Zhong. He offered him a cigarette and lit it, then complained to Qin Zhong again.

"Brother! It's not that we're stingy, it's just that we don't have much of this stuff. I won't hide it from you, we only have a thousand bullets left now. Think about it! We have to save some to save our lives, right? How about another thirty?"

Yue Zitian was like a vegetable vendor, haggling over every penny, and added thirty bullets to Qin Zhong's gun at once. Even Zhang Jiahan, who was standing aside, felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yue Zitian was bargaining for Qin Zhong now. If he had done it himself, he might have added three hundred more.

"Brother Tian, ​​I don't quite believe what you said! Less than a thousand in total? That's nonsense. I think you have at least two thousand or more!" Qin Zhong despised Yue Zitian's pettiness and spoke with some disdain.

"Gentlemen, that granary has a lot of food, right? Since it's the Magic City's strategic reserve, I imagine it must be several thousand or even tens of thousands of tons. If you really take it, you'll be incredibly powerful here, never having to worry about food again!"

"How about this, ten rifles and eight hundred bullets, no less!" Qin Zhong was not a pushover and started with eight hundred.

"Brother! We're in a difficult situation too. We didn't have many left after we rushed out of the cell. We have to keep some for self-defense. If we run out of bullets, this rifle will be no better than a firewood stick!"

"That granary has plenty of food. How about you take an extra 10%? As long as you can take it away, we don't mind! But we really don't have many bullets left. How about I add ten more?"

Yue Zitian has completely lost all his face. Now he doesn't look like a criminal who has been in prison, but rather like a peddler working hard in business.

At this moment, Yue Zitian didn't have the ferocious look he had when he first saw Qin Zhong. Listening to his skillful bargaining, Qin Zhong felt like he was selling his own junk, and Yue Zitian was just collecting it.

The two of them seemed to be constantly insisting on fighting for a few cents.

……

When Zhang Jiahan heard that Yue Zitian had given Qin Zhong ten pills in a short time, he covered his face with his right hand and could not bear to listen any longer. He was too embarrassed to face anyone. After all, he was one of the heads of this gathering place.

When would you hesitate like this for dozens or hundreds of bullets?

What's more, he was familiar with Qin Zhong, and he felt bad seeing Yue Zitian bargaining like this. He was about to increase the number of bullets for Qin Zhong to 300, but when he saw Yue Zitian's eyes, his face flushed red, he took a few deep breaths, and sat back down.

In this way, Qin Zhongzheng and Yue Zitian began to bargain. Qin Zhong raised the price from eight hundred to seven hundred and then to five hundred and he would not give in. Yue Zitian also raised the price to two hundred and he would not give in.

More than half an hour passed, and the two of them were arguing with each other until their faces were red and they were having a great time, but there was no substantial progress.

Zhang Jiahan, who was sitting on the side, felt as if countless ants were crawling all over his body. As time passed, he could no longer sit still.

"Brother, you know me. I'm not a stingy person. I have bullets. Tens of thousands of bullets are all in the prison's ammunition depot. If you can get in, you can have as many as you want, but I really don't have many!"

"Let's put it this way! Five rifles, three hundred rounds of ammunition, that's it. Just consider it a favor to me, Zhang Jiahan! Hahaha! Okay, that's it, Lao Yue and I will go get the bullets together."

As soon as the words fell, before Qin Zhong could react, a gust of wind brushed across his face, and Zhang Jiahan pulled Yue Zitian out and disappeared.

Qin Zhong wanted to cry but had no tears, and could not help but shook his head. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was enough. In fact, he still had more than a dozen automatic rifles in his space, all of which were picked up from the Pearl Tower, but he didn't have many bullets.

He wanted to get more bullets now that he had nothing to do, so that he could use them to set up gathering points later. After all, close combat against zombies was too dangerous. If one was not careful, one could easily get hurt and mutate.

Therefore, for ordinary people, thermal weapons are still practical!

"Can I go with you?"

Just as Qin Zhong was thinking, a weak voice came from his ears. He raised his eyebrows and almost forgot that there was a woman standing behind him.

Qin Zhong turned his head to look at Yang Han behind him, frowning, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I……"

Yang Han's face turned slightly pale, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "I don't want to be a vase. I, I want to be a warrior!"

"laugh!"

Qin Zhong couldn't help laughing and pointed his finger at Yang Han: "Look at you, don't talk about whether you are a warrior or not, I just want to ask you a question, do you dare to kill zombies?"

"I……"

Yang Han's face turned even paler, and his expression was conflicted for a moment. He seemed to have made up his mind, and he puffed out his chest and said, "I, I dare!"

Qin Zhong didn't say anything, just staring into her eyes. After a while, he slowly said, "Okay, then follow me and let me see your courage! I hope you won't back down then!"