After breakfast, everyone got busy with their work. Although the weather was cold, some outdoor activities could still be carried out. We must hurry up and stock up on supplies for the winter. Hong Tao is a dog-skin plaster. He will stick to where there is a shortage of people, and at the same time, there will be no one.

Fixed tasks, this is the preferential treatment that everyone gives him as the leader, or it can be regarded as a privilege.

Seeing everyone else busy, Hong Tao couldn't think of what to do for a moment. Collecting supplies... It's too boring to go there. Now the three female team members can clear away the zombies without any pressure, so there's no need.

Use your own clove of garlic.

We can no longer do the work of counting and sorting out supplies and registering them. How can we waste our lives on trivial matters when we have so much ability?

Serving as a security post at the base is not that good either. Eight people work in four shifts every day and stare at the surveillance screen in a daze. They can do nothing except play sweaters and read video novels, and they can't leave at will. Except for a few people, they can't do anything.

Not willing to go.

Going to Taiping Lake Factory to give directions? It’s very dangerous. After being kicked out by Li Xiang last time, the work there basically doesn’t need your own guidance. The main reason is that you can’t give guidance and just add chaos.

When it comes to electric welding, I am not as sharp as Sun Jianshe, and even Li Xiang is not as good at it; I am even worse when it comes to CNC machine tools, as only Du Qiang can handle that stuff. Even though he has diabetes and asthma, he has worked in a private factory.

I worked on CNC machine tools for four years, but then my health failed, so I went to work as an electrician in a property management company.

Going to dig the ground? Don't be ridiculous. Hong Tao's level is just a potted plant. He can only plant a few grapes. He has no experience, no physical strength, and no patience when playing in the field. He rejects from the bottom of his heart any work that cannot be dictated by himself.

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"San'er, do you want to go out for a nice walk with me?" Jiao San rubbed his eyes and walked back and forth from the living area to the bathroom. He worked the night shift for half the night last night and was catching up on his sleep.

"...You take out the shit first and then talk to me!" Seeing that it was Hong Tao greeting him, Jiao San's sleepiness immediately disappeared. Even if there was no one around, he still had to raise his voice.

It’s not easy. It’s not easy to beat Hong Papi once. It’s even more difficult if you win on the shooting range in front of several team members and rely on your own ability. You have to say it several times every day. It’s fun!

"Hey, what's the big deal? When did our town worker Jiao Sanye become so petty?" Hong Tao really wasn't careless about this failure, but he never thought that Jiao San actually had the talent of a sharpshooter.

This grandson has only been shooting for a few days in total. He won by just relying on the live ammunition shooting after the shooting range was built. In addition to being well disguised and not saying anything in advance, the most important thing is hard power.

"Come on, there is no Gongti anywhere, so there is no Mr. Jiao. Tell me, when will the debt be paid, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? We can't keep putting it off. Don't worry, I won't forget it no matter how long it takes.

You have to mention it three times every morning, noon and evening, but your face won’t look good!”

Jiao San didn't want to hear a word of Hong Tao's nonsense. He put his hands on his hips, raised his chin slightly, and looked around, eager for someone to pass by who could be pulled over to testify.

"It's due tomorrow. In the evening, you go to Xiao Shui and tell her that it's my bill and she'll pay for it...are you dumbfounded? If Brother Hong can't even settle this matter, do you still have the nerve to ask you to call me brother? Please tell me.

If you're happy, go or not!"

Can he make Jiao San take off in front of him? The answer is definitely not possible. He never flew in the first ten years, and he also couldn't get up in the next ten years. Every time he wanted to take off, he just hit him with a stick.

months.

"Shui Nanqin? She helped you remove feces... What did you do to her!" This news is too incredible. If you want to say who in the rescue team hates removing feces the most, it must be those young women.

Of course Shui Nanqin was among them. If there was no special accident, how could she pick up the shit for others, even the captain. So what accident could happen to Hong Tao and Shui Nanqin? To put it another way, a man and a young man

What kind of accident could happen to a girl? I really don’t blame Jiao San for having dirty thoughts.

"Team Leader Jiao, pay attention to your identity. It's best not to say anything without any basis. This will be very detrimental to your and Lin Na's wedding!" It happened again. Hong Tao didn't bother to explain, so he just found the weak spot and poked hard.

"Tch, that's what you're talking about...I won't go, you can find someone else!" Jiao San was really scared. In order not to continue to be bullied, he chose the wisest way and stayed away.

"Take out the shit...take out the shit..." Hong Tao didn't stop him, he just kept saying it over and over again.

"Fuck...just go! But you have to wait a moment. I'll ask Xiao Shui if this is really the case!" Just a few steps out, Jiao San seemed to be hit by a spell and couldn't walk any further.

Stepped.

After all, he was born in the second generation. When had he ever suffered such a sin? Even though many habits had to be changed in the apocalypse, he still tried his best to avoid it when he could avoid it.

Is Hong Tao's nagging scary? It's scary, but taking out shit seems even scarier. The former can be resisted as long as the mind is strong, but the latter can be resisted no matter what it is or what it wears. Just one look at it makes me want to vomit!

"Excuse me, say hello and come find me in the parking lot!" Don't worry if you have enough food at home. Now that Hong Tao is a millionaire, he must show off the momentum of spending a lot of money. You can't carry a gun on your back, you have to carry it on your shoulder, and you have to walk while walking.

Whistle, ah friend...goodbye!

The rescue team's parking lot is inside the east gate of the park. Over the wall from here is the yard at the east gate of the circular fortification. Even if someone follows, they can only see the vehicles entering the south gate of the park, but cannot find anyone entering the underground.

Hong Tao checked the vehicle's oil, water, tire pressure, and filled a bottle of glass of water. Jiao San came over fully armed. It seemed that he had received a satisfactory answer and was ready to get close to the feces in order to stay away from the feces.

"...You Yi, why are you back? Something happened in the factory?" But behind Jiao San was a big man wearing jeans, a down jacket, and shoulders, looking like a college counselor.

"No, no... I have a bit of a cold. Captain Liu told me to rest for half a day. Team leader Chu gave me some medicine. I'm feeling much better now. I was just thinking about going there..."

In fact, You Yi is quite handsome. He is not as unkempt as some men in science and engineering. He can chat with everyone when he is free. But when talking to Hong Tao alone, he can't help but get nervous until he starts to stutter.

"...There's something wrong with the patrol car?" Hong Tao didn't care who caught a cold or took medicine, and the captain didn't care about this matter. But You Yi definitely didn't come to him just to chat. Could it be that he wanted a ride?
Chapter completed!