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Chapter 1296 Numbering Rules(2/2)

With a scream.

Under Tenke's items.

Liu Feng curled up into a ball and lay on the ground wailing.

Wang Han squatted on the ground and pinched Liu Feng's face.

Want to control the opponent with vertical pupils.

It can be seen that the opponent is controlled relatively slowly, but it is also much faster than controlling the gringo.

The guy who was going to the toilet was shivering and holding on to the wall to leave.

Wang Han turned his head.

After seeing Wang Han's vertical pupils, the buddy was so frightened that his legs went weak and he sat on the ground, his voice trembling.

"Brother! I have a thirty-year-old mother and eighty wives and children. Can you please spare me?"

I promise to flush the toilet after I use it from now on! Starting from today, we will take one small step forward and one big civilized step! Start with me!"

Wang Han dusted his hands.

"What happened today..."

"I didn't see anything!"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Xu Qiang."

Wang Han pointed at his own eyes and then at the other person's eyes.

"Remember what you said and let's go."

Xu Qiang ran outside on his hands and feet.

Wang Han stood up and looked at Liu Feng who was curled up on the ground.

Kicked.

"How many living dead are there in the country?"

"have no idea."

Wang Han was stunned for a moment.

"You don't usually keep in touch?"

Liu Feng still shook his head, "No contact!"

"Then who asked you to tag people?"

"Living Dead Chinese Director."

Wang Han lit a cigarette and kicked Liu Feng, "Are you really a toothpaste person? Give me a squeeze and tell me a little bit? Who are you?"

"I don't know. The subordinates have no right to know the superiors' information!"

Wang Han knelt down and said, "You are quite capable. You are not an official."

"I am the executive director of the Northwest Region. I have six people under my command and a number of followers."

Wang Han held Liu Feng's number plate, 114514.

"What's the pattern of your numbers?"

"This is my fourth-generation identity card. The numbering pattern on it is the year, month and day when the living dead were added and the number of people who joined on that day."

Wang Han took a look.

"2011, April 5th, the fourteenth?

Why do you join so many people every day?"

Liu Feng shook his head and then explained, "No, the living dead need to apply if they want to join. The review will take at least half a year. New members who have passed the review will be recruited only twelve days a year. The specific date is uncertain."

"Then how did the director you just mentioned contact you?"

Liu Feng took out his mobile phone and said, "We have a special software."

Wang Han clicked on the software and found that there was a forum on it, and people in the forum all spoke anonymously.

These people speak as if they have been brainwashed. Scroll down and you will see that they are almost all about being with the Lord, with their logo underneath.

Those who don’t know may think that some illegal organization is doing something here.

"You just said that you have six people in the northwest region. Does that mean there are only a few dozen people in the country?"

"More or less, the penetration of the living dead in the country is very slow. We have tried several large-scale penetrations, but they were all repelled by a mysterious force."

Wang Han slapped Liu Feng on the head, "Then why are you still joining!"

"I was about to die, but after joining, I got a chance to restart my life."

Wang Han probably understood what was going on.

Bounce the soot.

Just as he was about to speak, his phone vibrated.
Chapter completed!
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