Zhu Changqing came to a stop, and he jumped off it. He then asked, "Who are you?"
Zhu Changqing looked at the middle-aged man, who exuded strong energy fluctuations. It was apparent that he was a paranormal with a strong ability.
"Haha, my surname Sun. You can call me Old Sun. In this little Ye County, I could be regarded as a leader. May I know the purpose of your visit?" Old Sun handed a cigarette pack to Zhu Changqing and asked carefully.
Zhu Changqing took a glance to cigarette pack's brand; it was a luxurious brand. After doomsday, even the military's higher-ups had a hard time getting their hands on cigarettes...
Zhu Changqing didn't receive the cigarette pack. He had been serving the military for a long time. Naturally, he could judge and distinguish some things better than others. He had noticed that the man was worried about the military confiscating his resources… After all, in that post-apocalyptic world, there were no rules anymore.