Chapter 552: Who doesn't believe me?

Because everyone has "no" power! Therefore, the registered person is too lazy to register again, no matter who his last name is, and his resume, anyway, there are some burdens without abilities.
When Enron was packing up her villa, there were a few women who came to the door and sat on the leather sofa to count all kinds of inhumanity in the base. Zhao Ru was dressed like a bear, sitting on the sofa with these women, and Enran I don't like to listen to these, let Xiao Mint take the baby, she has to clean up the room while it's not completely dark.
At this moment, in the distant Hedong, the raging snow, a brightly lit five-star hotel, the song and dance leveled up, only giving people a sense of peace and prosperity.
On the stage with bright lights, there are several long-legged beauties dressed in rabbit costumes to dance. Under the stage, a group of big guys sit at the table and play cards and shake the dice. The piles of crystal nuclei on the table are shining, and many people are standing. Behind their respective big brothers, they shouted flags for their big brothers silently.
Someone came in hastily, combed a hair on the same table, and the man in the suit said a few words, the man's face was a little careless, nodded, and said casually:
"Just settle down, don't worry about them, you can come here from the south, who doesn't believe me?"
I am really incompetent. In such a living environment of survival of the fittest, if I die, I will die. Are there still few dead in this world?
The messenger paused, and it was the soldier who gave Enran a package of biscuits. When he saw the base man in a suit, he really didn't plan to care about the more than 600 poor people, and he retreated.
He just stepped out of the door and was chased up by another man in a suit, stopped and asked:
"Zhou Zheng, I heard that there is a bunch of cumbersome things in our base?"
The soldier calling Zhou Zheng wore a large-eared military cap on his head, his face was frozen red, and his skin was rough. He looked back and nodded at the man named Jiang Peng. Very seriously returned:
"All are ordinary people, old, weak, sick, disabled, pregnant, male or female, young or old."
"How did they run from the south to the north?"
Tong Jiangpeng looked at Zhou Zheng with a smile, but his expression was unknown, but his face was just a nosy, inquisitive gesture, and taught Zhou Zheng who was upright. He couldn't see what Jiang Peng was asking.
Shaking his head in the bright light that week, he said honestly:
听说 "I heard that they were not all along the way. They were discarded by their respective teams along the way, and the more they got together, the sooner they got to the end of the tunnel, and it took them many days to dig the tunnel. It was also luck."
Can you have bad luck? Although it ’s freezing in the cold this day, it makes people want to die for a few minutes, but it is also because of such bad weather that those horrible creatures cannot come out and make troubles, and these people are able to recover from South, come north.
"Is there one in their team called Zhan Lian? Another is Enron?"
Jiang Peng continued to inquire, thinking about it that week, shaking his head. He just held a stack of registration forms in his hand. It was exactly to be handed to the big guy who just watched, but the big guy was busy playing cards and asked, this Of the 600 people, there were no five elements, so they were too lazy to watch.
However, even so, Jiang Peng still had to pass Zhou Zheng's stack of registration forms, turning page by page and not seeing the names of Zhan Lian and An Ran. He breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that it was wrong, shaking the registration form in his hand And asked:
"There are only dozens of watches here, and there are not more than 600 people." Baidu read the latest chapter of "Last Day Raising Baby Hands and Reading Literature" for free.