"LJ, don't worry! Cheng or Not will I give you a result in the end!" Wang Zheng looked at the bartender placing two glasses of translucent wine in front of the two of them, and reminded them tactfully.

"We know! No matter what happens in the end, we will thank you for lending a helping hand." Claire nodded in a clear way, first showing his attitude, and then said: "You may have known from the moment of chance encounter, we need help!"

Wang Zheng nodded dispensablely, took a glass of slightly darker wine from Lucy's hand behind him, and signaled to the two of them.

Carlos couldn't wait to take a big mouthful, then quickly spit out again. He coughed loudly and said, "What is this? My God! Did my tongue rot if I haven't drunk for two years?" He felt as if his stomach was punched hard, and his intestines were twisted together.

Claire's face turned red with a slight sip, and the two looked at the bartender together.

"everclear! I have personally tested the treasure in the bottom of the box in a high-end club in the United States before the disaster. The alcohol content is 95%, which is definitely genuine." Wang Zheng explained with a smile, and the unconcealed gloom on his face made the two of them feel hatred.

"You bastard!" The two met each other and smiled bitterly, cursed, but their hands couldn't help but touched the wine glass again, and murmured in a low voice: "But it's really satisfying! This is not bad!"

The bartender stood beside Carlos with a bottle in his arms, holding a snow-white towel in his left hand to prevent the temperature on his hands from affecting the taste of the wine. He refilled Carlos from time to time!

Wang Zheng took out a huddled cigar box from his body, took out one, and signaled to Claire, without caring about the mercenary who was already intoxicated by the alcohol. After seeing her wave her hand, he carefully put it away and said, "I don't understand the Cuban cigar that I have been hiding for a long time, but my appraiser told me that it was from the Roosevelt era. The taste was very pure. So I like it a little!"

Claire was unmoved, staring at Wang Zheng with his eyes straight and said, "I heard Carlos mention you, and I know that you are a brave and resourceful person. Although I really want to congratulate you on escaping from the threat of nuclear bombs, I can't help but want to know - who are you?"

Seeing that the other party was not fascinated by the enjoyment in front of him, Wang Zheng asked calmly. Unable to feel a little admiration in his heart, he simply gave up the idea of ​​continuing to play with. He chuckled and said calmly: "You want to ask, are I from the umbrella company?"

"That's OK!" Claire did not deny it.

Wang Zheng picked up the cigar and carefully cut the two ends, placed it on a special tobacco blaster and turned it gently, and smiled and said, "Then you can rest assured. We are not from the umbrella company. Or maybe we can be said to be enemies!"

Claire's expression remained unchanged. He continued: "So who are you? If you are, the hostile organization, it seems to be a bit too general. Judging from the current situation in the world, I can conclude that all the survivors in this world are their enemies."

The moisture of the cigar was gradually forced out of the tobacco leaves by the fire, and a rich scent of tobacco slowly spread out. Wang Zheng picked it up and lit the previous part. Diao took it deep in his mouth and said easily: "You can understand us as ambitious people who took advantage of the situation or a highly exclusive mutual aid organization."

"Hmm? Good smoke!"

The scent of smoke slowly spread. Carlos, who was immersed in the psychedelic of fine wine, was instantly attracted to wake up a little. He shouted and jumped up to snatch the cigar in Wang Zheng's hand, and snatched it in his mouth. He returned to the sofa.

Wang Zheng was slightly stunned, then, as if nothing had happened, he took out another one from his arms and repeated the action just now.

It is impossible for ordinary people to be able to grab something from your own hands. Even if you don’t care about the cigar in your hand, it is not something that ordinary people can do. It seems that years of wandering career of fighting and killing have tempered this man’s strength even more.

Wang Zheng felt a little alert. But Claire didn't notice anything abnormal and continued: "No matter what kind of organization you are, we want to join!"

"Hmm?" Wang Zheng was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Give me a reason!"

"You are strong and powerful, with developed technology, and are enemies of the protective umbrella. They are the only force we have seen in five years that we have the strength to build a home. My convoy is almost at the point where the fuel is exhausted. My people have been dying for the past six months, and now there are less than forty people. Only you have the strength to help us." Claire lowered his head and took a sip of wine, his eyes became brighter, and he said in a daze: "But I know that a large organization like you does not look down on a wanderer like us. But please give us a chance for Carlos's face!"

Carlos had already sat up at this time, looking at Wang Zheng with a burning look. The longing light made him feel a little creepy.

"Impossible!" Furik, who was sitting on Wang Zheng's left, suddenly vetoed.

The two of them felt that God had cruelly closed the last door, their eyes turned red in an instant, and they stared at Forrek and growled, "Why?"

"Putting aside human nature and your value, you can't achieve the combat effectiveness of our soldiers alone." Furick was not moved at all at all at the knife-like look, and said coldly: "It will take at least three months to recruit you, except to consume our food reserves. Besides, we have a task for this trip, so there is no reason to let you join in as a burden!"

"Of course!" Lucy took the conversation and said, "If you have a skill, maybe our scientific research and logistics department will consider it, but..."

"But what?" the two asked hurriedly. They were also confused by the means of beating sweet dates and had no time to care about the traps in Lucy's words.

"But the base is very far away from here, and you will not get any guarantee before the person is reviewed." Lucy paused slightly and said, "We have our own tasks to be completed, and I am afraid you will not be able to wait until that time."

Claire and the others were a little disappointed. Although they were a little indignant at the other party's rejection, in this end of the world, they were so kind and righteous. At least they did not rely on their strong strength to attack their own side. The only thing that was somewhat unacceptable was the hope of being destroyed again.

Wang Zheng looked at the expressions of the two, and obviously changed his mind to the point of being dead. He thought he could not have fun, and it would be bad if he backfired. So he suggested: "Although they have not received military training, they can survive a long wandering life, and perhaps have the ability we don't know. Why not just hire them to help us complete the task at the cost of food?"

Claire and his two eyes lit up, staring at Furik nervously, afraid of spitting out another veto from his mouth.

Forrek was silent for a while, looked up at the two of them, and said, "There is no explicit rule in the rules that this situation is not allowed, and I don't want to express my opinion." After that, he turned around and left.

Seeing that the two of them were still a little stunned, Wang Zheng knocked on the table with a funny look and said, "That's how he looks. In fact, he agreed!"

"Yeah! It's great!" Carlos roared excitedly, jumped up and drank the wine in his hand.

"Pu-!"

Wang Zheng looked at Carlos who was falling on the sofa speechlessly, turned to Claire and said, "He is drunk! I will ask someone to arrange a room for you. You can take a break first, or go back and explain to your people. We will talk about other things tonight."

Claire turned his head and looked at Carlos who was completely drunk, and nodded helplessly, saying, "I'd better go back, and I have to discuss some things with someone!" He got up and carried him on his shoulders, said hello and walked out.

"Lj I will ask someone to send it back to you!" Wang Zheng looked at Claire, who was carrying a man and walked away step by step, and spit out a smoke ring faintly, which passed away with the wind.

Claire didn't look back, but waved his hand and walked out more and more briskly.

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At night, the moon in the sky was blocked tightly by thick clouds, and could not emit a trace of moonlight. However, the ground was still brightly lit. Dozens of high-power lighting equipment on Wang Zheng shone the territories of Claire on the opposite side, making the several fires swaying in the wind in front of them look extremely pitiful.

In the afternoon, as Wang Zheng expected, the return of the three Claymen did make a lot of noise. After all, the three of them walked in and two came out sideways, which made other left-behind senior cadres extremely angry.

However, after Claire slammed his tongue and explained it unraveledly, everyone understood the whole story with a lot of laughter and tears. Some people were angry and felt that Wang Zheng's power had no sympathy. Some people thanked and felt that they were finally about to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. But more people kept calm, but the increasingly bright light of hope in their hearts was extremely warm.

LJ fights against the virus and loses energy and falls into a coma. Carlos never gets drunk all year round. In addition, Claire, who looks like he is at the bottom at any time, was all around them all afternoon.

By the time Claire woke up again, the night had already covered the entire earth.

"Awaken?" Carlos suddenly appeared beside her, and said with a arrogant look on her face and a big cigar, swallowing smoke and fog.

Claire cursed angrily: "Carlos, have you finally smoked your head broken? Don't ask such idiot questions, hurry up and pull me up. We have to go over there to discuss what's next."

Carlos pulled her up and said, "Do you believe what he said?"
Chapter completed!