The young man with Jicom head took out his contribution card, and then the two cards were posted together. As the dull prompt sounded, he went step by step. Because of the sound system, Anle was not worried that the other party would rush to say the amount.

As the end was approaching, Anle breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was collecting the contribution card, an obese young man grinned at Anle, terrified, "Brother Dog, why don't we stamp his hand too?"

Anle shivered suddenly.

"Get out!"

The leader of Jimengtou suddenly shouted at the fat man, "You want me to die, don't you? If you want to buy your hands, go and chop it, don't fucking me."

The fat man laughed, "Did you see that? This kid shivered just now...hahahaha..."

......

Anle looked at Ji Kuntou with satisfaction and took back the contribution card. She smiled and was no longer nervous. From his micro-expression, he had no other intentions and had no intention of "disturbing" himself anymore.

The leader of Jikun's hand patted Anle's shoulder, smiled and asked, "Brother, Brother Dog hates betrayal the most in his life. Hiss, since we are already brothers, then you shouldn't expose what I did today, brother, right?"

Anle smiled apologized and said, "Master Dog, don't worry, brothers are strict."

Jimcom said, "Yeah?", "Is it just a tight mouth?"

An Le was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile: "Has something happened just now?"

Ji Kuntou was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, patted Anle's shoulder heavily, "You kid is really good. I'll see you next time, I have to give you a discount. Remember to bring 4,400 points."

As he said that, he waved his arms and left with four little brothers who were laughing.

"Brother Dog, buy a pack of cigarettes?"

"Go, that's all, you want me to waste your time?"

"Half, half pack?"

"Walk!"

......

Watching them walk into the alley and disappear completely from their own vision, Anle put Contribution Card in her left butt pocket, breathed a sigh of relief, covered her stomach and squatted on the ground weakly, enduring the hot pain on her body, and looked up at the dimmering sky with regret.

The sun was completely slanted in the mist, emitting a cold afterglow.

It's best not to see you next time, because you'll have genetic modification tomorrow...

If you see it, I'll give you a discount.

After cursing countless times in his heart, An Le let out a long sigh, lowered his head and spitted at the Ping An Talisman scattered on the ground.

This is not the peace talisman, it is clearly the disaster talisman!

It caused the steel gate to fall, to fall into the street, to be bullied, to suffer heavy losses, to be frozen...

Moving to the corner, Anle curled up, hugged her knees with her hands, buried her head, and said in secretly: "Fortunately, there are clothes to block it, otherwise Charlotte would have to be furious... Anxin, come back quickly, I'm going to become a hunter..."

......

The night was completely falling, the temperature was very cold, and Anle was shivering a little by the cold.

What is different from the new neighborhood is that the old neighborhoods do not need a curfew. Dim lights will light up on their streets, close to this faint light, which will make them feel warm with psychological hints.

I don’t know when it was, but suddenly a sound floated into my ears, and Anle’s heart suddenly tightened.

"Hey, you are Xinmin who can't go back, are you?"

He raised his head in an instant and looked at Anle in the sound.

The other party was smiling at him, without any hostility in his smile. After analyzing the other party's micro-expression, Anle couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although his clothes were covered with patches, they were very clean. His height was a little worse than Anle. His brown shoulder-length hair was faintly yellow, his single-line eyebrows looked very delicate, and the freckles on both sides of his nose were even a bit cute.

But the other person's chest was not raised, and the soft voice made Anle get goosebumps.

Anle frowned, "So do you?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and asked with a smile: "How did you see it?"

Anle held the city wall and stood up slowly, pointing to the other party's clothes, "Just like your judgment, the clothes are different."

The other party pursed his lips and thought for a while, and then changed the subject, "It's very cold at night, don't you plan to find a place to live?"

Anle mocked and said, "Who will accept a new citizen? What's more, who will care about other people's life and death."

"That's not necessarily."

The other party blinked his shiny brown eyes, "For example, you can contribute points. If you contribute a lot, you can also taste other warm services."

Anle frowned, "What about?"

The other party smiled shyly, avoided the topic, and asked, "Do you want to find a place to live?"

Anle nodded without comment.

Seeing this, the other party seemed to have a flash of luster in his eyes. He punched his right hand and slammed his left palm, saying awkwardly: "Then, that's you! Tonight, can I eat you?"

Eat me!?

"Hey, hey, eating people is going to violate the rules! The migration rules are 63, Article 49, whipping thirteen, engraving on the face, and dispensing with guardian area No. 3!"

Anle was frightened and while finishing the threatening words in one breath, he hurriedly distanced himself from the person who seemed to be harmless.

The other party blinked at his fierce reaction and laughed out loud, "I didn't expect you to be a coward, I mean... Forget it, you Xinmin kid don't understand these."

"Well... let's get back to the point. I'm an old citizen. I can't let you freeze to death on the streets. Have you brought a contribution card? How many contribution points are there in the card?"

You are not a little brat?! Although there were complaints, I was still surprised that this old man was wearing clean clothes that were not coarse cloth.

How can such a good thing happen in this world? People and animals are harmless, and they are not impossible to disguise.

As long as the contribution card was mentioned, Anle couldn't help swallowing, and quickly covered the right fart pouch with his right hand, and asked vigilantly: "You, why are you asking this?"

"Didn't you say it? I can provide you with accommodation."

The other party tilted his head and glanced at Anle's hand and smiled slightly, "I need to contribute a little, so I can give you a warm service, but it depends on how many contributions you have. If there are too few, I won't do it."

This sound...why is it getting softer and softer? Anle got goosebumps all over her body.

Having said that, if there are really old people who can provide accommodation for new people, then you will definitely dare to go there? Is there any trick or a more terrifying conspiracy here? After all, it is difficult for people to let go in this world...

Thinking of this, Anle shook her head decisively, then turned around and left here to avoid being completely targeted by this guy who seemed harmless.

But the other party clearly noticed his intention. At the moment he turned around, the other party rushed directly behind him with three or two steps, and Anle widened his eyes quickly, but the other party's movements were very agile.

He saw him killing Anle's right hand horizontally with his right hand, which was protecting his fart bag, and directly penetrated his left hand.

Then he smiled confidently, "You can't escape!"

Before he finished speaking, his hand touched his fart pouch but he felt nothing. When he looked up, he could see Anle's sly smile.

"Fool!"

Anle teased her and hurriedly endured the pain and ran away, and ran out ten meters away.

He shouldn't be so stupid that he snatched it with him. Moreover, he looks thinner than himself, with his arms and legs thinner, and his strength should not be greater than that of himself, but his movements are very agile, so he still has to be careful.

When Anle ran out thirty meters, he looked back and saw that the other party did not catch up, but... Anle slowed down and finally stopped.

His eyes were staring at the other party and blinking quickly. Soon after, he took the initiative to take out the contribution card from his left pocket, held it in his hand, and asked with a frown:

"Hey, do you really need it?"

Anxin once told Anle that the two most fragile places in the old world humans are the heart and brain, not only material fragility, but also spiritual fragility. Because there is a feeling of compassion and compassion that will burst out at some point in the body.

Although the most vulnerable part of human beings on the wasteland is the heart and brain, they have learned to arm themselves in reality.

Sister Anxin, number 661, the name is from 661, including the name number 75432, Anle.

——

"You're crying?"

Anle, who had turned back, frowned and looked at the old man who was squatting on the ground sobbing. He held the contribution card tightly, "You don't need to grab it. If you really need it, I'm willing to listen to your complaints. Also, wipe the corners of your eyes quickly, and don't believe in tears on the wasteland."

The other party choked for a moment, and the moment he stood up, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said stubbornly: "I didn't cry!"

Seeing his brown shoulder-length hair covering the expression on his face, Anle nodded and agreed, "Yeah, you didn't cry."

"I really didn't cry!" the other party emphasized.

Anle still echoed, "I know."

......

"Do you know what's good?"

The other party sobbed and asked weakly: "We old people cannot wear clean clothes? We old people deserve to live in this kind of place? We old people are not worthy of living decently? We are not qualified to receive drug supplies? This is unfair..."

The voice became increasingly weak, but it was extremely powerful.

Anle learned how her sister comforted herself when she was a child, raised her hand and rubbed the other person's head, and explained softly: "I actually don't mean that. I just judged your origin according to the conventional way. My purpose is just to judge your origin, rather than deliberately talking about the clean clothes on you."

After hesitating for a moment, the other party asked again: "Then tell me, how many contribution points are there in your card? Is there ten thousand?"

"This... is too much?"
Chapter completed!