Chapter Twelve Tens of thousands of dollars, as for it?
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
After Bai Xiaobai left, the soldiers also started to look at each other.
Although Bai Xiaobai has a special status, with him here, these people still have a backbone. After all, the chief executive must listen to him.
For a while, the huge cafeteria was surprisingly quiet.
About a minute later, a hearty laugh appeared in everyone's ears.
The soldiers looked over and hurriedly separated into a team. The person who came was none other than Zhang Haishan, the commander-in-chief of the 666th barrier base.
Zhang Haishan was seen wearing a straight military uniform, with the brim of his hat and epaulettes proving his identity.
Two central staff officers followed closely behind him.
Seeing everyone clasping their hands together, Zhang Haishan said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to keep you all waiting for so long. I am Zhang Haishan, the chief of Rampart 666. I just had some urgent matters to deal with. Nothing happened."
Charles, a member of the Fat Man Church, snorted coldly when he saw Zhang Haishan.
"Humph, Mr. Zhang, you are really good at governing. You gave us such a big blow when you first came here! I want to..."
Halfway through his words, when he was about to respond to the church, he remembered Bai Xiaobai's bill.
20,000 extra for making a snitch...
He quickly stopped speaking and said: "I want... I want an explanation! Otherwise I will condemn you! I will..."
What else can I do?
After all, this is family territory, can I really do it? Besides, even if I do it, as the base commander, he was selected by each family through thousands of selections, so I may not be able to defeat him.
How else can I threaten?
Will I cry?
Charles did want to cry.
I have been a missionary for so many years, and I have indeed received some money, but it is not a big deal.
Leon is a stubborn person and has no money, so he has no objection to him working.
But Bai Xiaobai made it very clear that this account was borne by the three of them. Leon had no money, and the comatose one was really not easy to mess with. He could only see if he could find some way to turn things around now.
Even if there is no connecting flight, discounts are available.
Zhang Haishan was stunned when he heard Charles' soft question.
Since when have church members become so easy to talk to?
It has to be Bai Xiaobai.
He smiled and said: "You should be Missionary Charles. I deeply apologize for what happened today. In this case, you will report it and I will accept the punishment! The subordinates are incompetent in governance and have voluntarily transferred from Bulwark 666!"
Charles raised his eyebrows, General our army?
You think I don't dare...
I really don’t dare…
Then he said angrily: "Zhang Haishan! You!"
Zhang Haishan smiled and waved his hand, walked to Charles and whispered: "Don't be angry, I believe you know his identity well. Even if he accidentally hurts you, as long as he doesn't break the barrier, what will the church say?
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"I heard a rough idea of what happened before I came here. He actually left a way for you. The missionary who was in a coma seems to be quite rich, right? Everything started because of him and it will end because of him."
"This matter must come to an end. In fact, you and Missionary Leon are just speaking out."
"But..." Charles wanted to say something else, but was directly stopped by Zhang Haishan.
Zhang Haishan continued: "Barrier No. 666 is special, and their status is even more special. Even if the person standing behind the missionary is the key holder of the church, I don't want to make a big deal about them."
“It’s worth spending a little money to solve such a big problem!”
Charles was confused and a little dizzy after being fooled by Zhang Haishan.
But it does make sense.
The unconscious missionary's name was Al, and he was a new missionary to the church. There were indeed some big shots behind him, so he was so arrogant and domineering.
Charles nodded and said gloomily: "Then I'll go see Al."
After speaking, he glanced at Leon who was praying aside, and said slightly angrily: "What are you doing! Follow me to see Al!"
This guy's fighting ability is obviously better than mine, but when it comes to money, he's really a loser!
The two of them walked towards the door.
After walking a few steps, Charles turned back and looked at Zhang Haishan.
"The money...isn't there any room for change?"
Zhang Haishan smiled and said: "I will report it for you..."
"No... no need!" After saying that, he quickly took Leon out of the door and went straight to the infirmary.
The rest of the people present watched the two talking, but because the two kept their voices very low, everyone barely heard anything.
But they all waited nearby politely.
As for the guards, they were even more obedient.
For those who usually struggle to survive among madmen and monsters, Zhang Haishan, the commander-in-chief of Fortress No. 666, is a god-like figure.
This is the base camp for crazy people.
If the lunatics in the outside world are just wild beasts released into the wild, they can be free-range as long as they do not enter residential areas.
But all the dragons here must be restrained!
They must be bound.
Because if they are left in the outside world, they will be destroyed.
And the person who put shackles on the dragon and guarded it for such a long time was this man, Zhang Haishan.
Zhang Haishan smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm late. You must be the third master of the Yan family. I would like to give you my regards."
He said compliments, but Zhang Haishan just smiled without any movement of his hands, and the remote sensing remained straight.
When Mr. Yan saw Zhang Haishan, he also smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, you are so polite. Please forgive us for our beautiful appearance."
"If anything, I didn't entertain you well enough."
"Hypocrisy!" the fashionable boy on the side muttered in a low voice.
Mr. Yan looked at the fashion boy with sharp eyes and said angrily: "Yan Huanzhi! Look how much trouble you have caused to the chief! Apologize to your Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Haishan glanced at Mr. Yan with deep meaning.
He is indeed an old fox.
Much harder to fight than the previous guy.
As soon as this sentence came out, the subject of the whole matter was directly placed on me, and he apologized to me. Whether I accepted it or not, it was a matter between him and me, the barrier manager.
It has nothing to do with Bai Xiaobai.
When Bai Xiaobai finds him, he will throw it directly at me and say that I have forgiven him.
Hey, it’s not easy to deal with.
Fortunately, I was prepared for this matter.
Zhang Haishan quickly stopped Yan Huanzhi's apology, with a bitter smile on his face and said: "Mr. Yan, this matter really has nothing to do with me."
Mr. Yan smiled and said: "The Yan family and the Zhao family have been friends for generations. You are the chief on the surface, but you are the uncle privately. How can you still have trouble with a junior?"
Zhang Haishan sighed: "Okay, I will go up the mountain of knives and the sea of fire to follow your words. My uncle will take over this matter."
After saying that, Mr. Yan took off his hat in the surprised eyes, took off his military uniform and placed it in the hands of the staff officer behind him.
Then he took out an envelope from his pocket. There were only two words on the envelope, covering the entire envelope surface.
Suicide note!
After speaking, he held Mr. Yan's hand with a guilty look on his face and said, "Mr. Yan, I leave my little one to you!"
Mr. Yan was stunned.
Chapter completed!