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  Fu An'an put down his backpack, took off his protective clothing and equipment, and said calmly.

  The inside and outside of the cinema are connected by a long and thin corridor.

   They hadn't walked over yet, when footsteps came from inside.

  Sixteen or seventeen people came out of it. Some were holding wooden sticks, steel bars, and some were even dragging stools aggressively.

  The leader Liu Sunyang looked at them silently,

   "Where are you from?"

   "Don't be nervous, little brother, we only stay for one night and leave tomorrow."

  Smiling, Zhang Zedong took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to everyone on the opposite side.

  In reality, a veteran who has been in administration for five years is too good at being a man compared to a young man like Liu Sunyang who has just entered the society.

   "Just one night?"

   Liu Sunyang's eyes showed suspicion,

   "Where are you going?"

   "I don't need to report to you about things like where to go."

  Zhang Zedong still maintained a smile and said, "You just need to know that we are only staying temporarily, and we are not interested in you."

   This is polite, but it sounds unpleasant.

   Liu Sunyang frowned slightly, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly caught sight of the objects pinned to Zhang Zedong's waist, and was blocked from what he wanted to say.

   These guys have guns in their hands.

  Although there were twice as many of them as each other, these people were all strong and strong, and seemed to have received professional training.

  Some people know that they are not easy to mess with at a glance.

   This group of people belong to such.

   Liu Sunyang's thought of driving people out suddenly stopped.

  Based on the idea of ​​not causing trouble if you can avoid it, he divided the movie theater into two spaces, and by the way, he said a few warm words,

   "It's not easy for anyone outside. We don't make it difficult for brothers. You outside and us inside, don't cross the boundary?"

"OK."

  Zhang Zedong nodded with a smile, and then put down the corner of his clothes that exposed the pistol by "inadvertently".

   In fact, it is easy for them to completely eliminate these twenty or so people, but after all, they are not murderers, and they can't tolerate even a little outsider in their eyes.

  As long as the other party is sensible, Mang's people are very kind.

  The two sides made a rough division with tables and chairs, and each retreated to their own area.

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   It was already dark outside.

  People disassembled the wooden stools, tables and chairs and lit them for lighting.

   There is quick food in the backpack. Everyone sits together, eats and rests.

  By the light of the fire, Fu Anan took out the map and looked at it again, and marked the route he analyzed thickly with a marker, "Brother Fu, is your planned route like this?"

  Although the relationship between the two of them is a bit awkward at present, the game made Fu Anan have to endure the embarrassment and get together.

  Fu Yizhi heard the words and turned his face to the side, looking at the map that was painted with colorful and large clumps of paint,

   "Do you always encrypt the route you draw?"

   Zhang Zedong, who was sitting on the side, heard the conversation between the two, looked at the picture drawn by Fu Anan and nodded in agreement.

  It does look alike.

   It took 20 minutes to "decipher" the map that Master Fu picked up before, and sorted out three routes.

   "嗐.

  The pictures are all formalistic, and the content is the core. "

  Fu Anan waved her hand.

   It’s too troublesome to draw cleanly. It’s fine if you can understand it yourself. She doesn’t have particularly high demands on herself.

  Fu Yizhi took the map, read it carefully twice,

   "Are you looking for the most conservative route?"

"Um."

  Fu Anan nodded.

   Obviously, her drawing skills are not that bad, and she can see clearly.