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You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I'll sue them for defamation!” “Someone's defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang's Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

Warm house · Ciencia y ficción
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Chapter 164 What Do You Want

"Can I have a look?"

Chen Xiaoyong suddenly asked after a moment of contemplation.

"Sure, just say whatever you want directly."

"The customer is God, right?"

"Heh."

Tian Gou said, pushing the revolver on the coffee table lightly, and it spun sliding to the man across from him.

Under the bright light of the room, he immediately began examining it closely.

Indeed, it was different from the common homemade guns.

A revolver.

Judging by the caliber of the barrel, the bullets it used were most likely large-caliber rifle rounds; their power didn't need to be questioned.

But this also meant that the bullets were not interchangeable.

Coming to this realization, Chen Xiaoyong glanced at Tian Gou across from him and, with the other's permission, he picked up the gun and assumed a shooting stance.

The all-steel construction of the gun felt substantial in hand, the weight just right.

From his angle, he could perfectly see the bullets in the cylinder.