The defense of the mourning community

The atmosphere on Manhattan's King Street patio was tense and serious.Even though the owners have watched too many spy war works since childhood, from James Bond to Yu Zecheng, it can be said that they have a certain ability to appreciate spies.

But this time it is an immersive experience of spy work, an in-depth role-playing, it can be said to be the first experience of love, and it would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.

Some elder brothers even thought it was wrong after much deliberation, and advised Ling Qing and Liang Xirui to forget it and think of other ways.

But Liang Xirui tightened his belt, looked at the concerned brothers and sisters, and said that the current situation is that the arrow is on the string and he has to do it. If he never comes back, then please tell the second fat mother to love him.

Qin Dali and Dalong, who were in charge of pulling the rope, finally finished their warm-up exercises. They looked at Ling Qing with sweat profusely, clapped their hands and said, "Brother Ling, we are all ready."

Ling Qing nodded: "I will thank you later."

"Don't work hard, serve the people!" The two directly raised their hands salute, paying the highest respect to the two warriors Ling Qing and Liang Xirui.

Master Sun from the breakfast shop stepped forward and solemnly put the key to the rolling gate into Ling Qing's hand, with a look of gratitude.

Because Master Sun engraved the street propaganda of fire prevention and anti-theft into his heart, he tossed and turned in bed at night and couldn't sleep. When he got up the next day, he installed a rolling gate outside the door of his baby breakfast shop to get double insurance.

In the end, he didn't expect that the anti-theft didn't work, so he kept his own people outside first. He regretted holding Ling Qing's hand and said, "It's my fault, I thought too much."

"It's okay, Master Sun. It will be opened sooner or later." Ling Qing put the key in his pocket, and comforted Master Sun. Sister Meiling finally arrived carrying the needed fireworks and firecrackers.

Not only are there ordinary firecrackers that they want to be set off during the New Year's dinner, but also Sister Meiling's hot-selling item this season, Gatlin's hand-held firecrackers. hedge.

Anyway, it must be stronger than her hedge fund.

Seeing the raw materials for firecrackers coming, Brother Qian, a senior fisherman in Building No. [-], immediately stood up. As the chairman of the temporarily established Manhattan Fishing Association, he gave two other neighbors and fishermen from different buildings and different units a look. Consciously took out the fishing rod and started debugging before the battle.

In the original plan, there was no role in Brother Qian's fishing team, but after Ling Qing came in the morning, everyone held a strategic deployment meeting on how to make full use of the fireworks and firecrackers at hand to attract the attention of the zombies.

At the meeting, property security guard Li Dalong adhered to the principle of working hard to create miracles, and said that when he was a child, when he was noisy and willful, he used to be a discus thrower on the school track and field team.

He looked at the neighbors and colleagues around him and said seriously: "I'm not afraid of being burned, so the boxes and boxes of fireworks brought by sister Meiling can be lit and then let me throw them on the road. I'm sure they can be thrown far away."

Although the statement was well-founded, everyone was silent for a moment, but then Qin Dali, as the leader of the dragon, objected. The reason is very simple, that is, what if the fireworks box is dropped and it will not go off?

"That's a firework box, it's not a cannonball, it's not that the harder you work, the luckier you get?" Qin Dali said that although Mina-sang of the security team has well-developed limbs, they must not be simple-minded. stereotype.

If things had gone according to normal, Qin Dali should have spoken out his thoughts at this time, but when he suddenly had a serious illness, his mind was blank, and he couldn't get a fart out of three sticks.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Qing immediately spoke up to protect the glory of Anxin Property, and stretched out his hand: "I have a plan."

His eyes immediately fell on Brother Qian who was just watching the excitement and being an atmosphere group. His eyes converged for a while. Everyone had a different impression of this fisherman from Building No. [-] who showed his stubbornness in the task of fishing for the railings of the parking lot. very deep.

Knowing that the fishing rod is very long, the kind of long firecrackers that are set off during the New Year's Eve dinner can be hung on the fishing rod, then the next thing will be a matter of course, there is no need for Ling Qing to say anything more, everyone knows everything.

Brother Qian, who had no intention of occupying public resources, suddenly walked to the center of the stage, straightened up in front of his wife when he heard that he was fishing, and life is wonderful.

Although he went home to get the fishing rod in the end, today Brother Qian had a red face, and he did not forget that there are many people and strength, so he called two other fishing friends in the community.

Air Force No. [-], who was once disliked by his family, finally transformed into an agent today, code-named Three Fishing Musketeers!

Fish, what I want, and zombies, I can't have both, you can give up fish and get zombies.

Now that the firecrackers are in place, everyone watched the three fishing men get ready, and sighed at the long poles that they pulled out. Only Qin Dali stood beside Ling Qing and laughed that Zhou Yu had no plan, Zhuge Liang was so wise, and counted. The romantic figures still look at the present.

Qin Dali gave Ling Qing a thumbs up: "Brother Ling, you are still taller."

"Don't make this mess, you must hold on to the rope with Dalong later, stretch your ears to be more vigilant." Ling Qing looked at him, and reached out to pat Qin Dali on the shoulder, "You are our last support."

Liang Xirui also nodded at the side, and said to Dalong who was pulling her rope, "Brother, it's up to you."

"Don't worry, sister, if something happens to you, I will bury you." As soon as Dalong said this, everyone was quiet for a moment and understood his determination.The person involved, Liang Xirui, was very moved and refused, saying that it was unnecessary.

After the fishing hook was ready, Brother Qian and his two swordsmen also took their positions, waiting for the sound of preparation.

Ling Qing and Liang Xirui exchanged glances, and tacitly climbed over the balcony railing and stood on the edge.

It was the familiar owner who was in charge of the investigation, and the familiar voice, he stretched his head to see that the counting was faster and more accurate than Dalong, and said with a loud voice: "There are eight downstairs, and eleven on the nearby road! Over! "

"Are you ready? Siri?" Ling Qing looked at his comrade in arms and asked.

"It's Xi Rui, but it doesn't matter anymore." Liang Xi Rui pursed his lips, checked the safety rope on his body, adjusted the position of the helmet on his head, and said OK to Ling Qing.

Ling Qing looked at the proprietor who was about to light the cannon, and issued an order——

"ignition!"

The lighter was pressed in an instant, but the firecrackers ignited, but the smell of rockets lifted off. In order to ensure that the fireworks would not be blown out in the wind, Brother Qian and the three waited for the first sound of the cannon before swinging out.

Firecracker nests are made one by one, and the loud sound and heat are fatal temptations for the zombies. In addition, it is daytime, and the zombies quickly approach the firecrackers, and there will soon be a safe zone in front of Jin Street.

Mangzi directly set up a crossbow arrow to aim, and the owners were all ready for long-range combat. The kitchen knife and mace at home were tied with ropes, and an enthusiastic kid took out his long-preserved exercise books and tied them into a bundle for the adults to take. Use it casually, don't be polite to him.

"Hurry up!" Technical consultant Master Liu glanced at the time, "There is not much time left for you!"

Although the specially made firecrackers have been lengthened, one and a half minutes is already the limit, and half of it will be used when we move to the pharmacy.

Without further ado, Ling Qing and Liang Xirui directly airborne the magic soldiers, pulled the rope and descended from the terrace to the ground, and the investigative owners followed their movements and reported their movements at all times.

"Landing safe! Rolling gate open and ready!"

As soon as they heard that the rolling shutter door was about to open, in order to cover up the loud sound of the rolling shutter door opening, the owners lit the cannons in their hands one after another and threw them outside with all their strength.

The sound of the cannon was even worse, directly covering the sound of the rolling shutter door being opened.

Ling Qing reached out to the investigative owner and said OK, the owner immediately said: "The door is open! Throw the rope in your pocket and gogogo! Firepower is fully charged and readygo!"

The first stage of the New Year’s goods mopping up plan has been successful, and finally entered the most important stage of loading. Everyone immediately threw down the bags made of nylon rope bed sheet woven bags.

Ling Qing made an OK comparison. He and Liang Xirui had long been familiar with the inventory kitchen of the breakfast shop according to Master Sun's words, and immediately started loading without saying a word.

There are only ten bags of flour, and there is half a sheep in the freezer, pork and beef are piled full, and there are even two pots full of minced meat, not to mention vegetables and other things.

No wonder Master Sun said that he has a lot of stock in his store because of order-based cooking, which is really a lot!Compared with him, the ordinary breakfast shop is really like selling porcelain and coffee. Even Ling Qing, who has ample stock at home, couldn't help sighing that he got rich and got rich.

The No. [-] and No. [-] pockets were filled and pulled up, and the No. [-] pocket was put down again. The second phase of the New Year's goods transportation was in full swing, and everything went so smoothly that Ling Qing seemed to be in a dream.

Just as the life of the firecrackers was about to end, Brother Zuo next to Brother Qian was the first to close the pole, and the remaining firecrackers were fluttering in the wind. The little sparks were like love without substance, and they scattered after two steps.

The fireworks offensive has entered the second stage!

Xie Meiling stood in the strong wind with both Gatlings. The Gatling purchased at a high price was different. It was actually a second kicker, and there was a second explosion propulsive in the air, directly hitting the zombie's face.

Runaway Purchasing is officially here!One shot to carry the whole audience, my sister is playing on the west coast!

Ling Qing urged Liang Xirui to hurry up and throw the last bag of flour into the bag, and the two of them still looked back in the store to check for omissions, even the vinegar and soy sauce on the table, and the drinks in the freezer Pass.

Even when Ling Qing turned his head, the chopping board, rolling pin and kitchen knives in the kitchen were also packed away, and even the chairs in the shop were a little eager to move.

"Hurry up!" The investigative owner urged Ling Qing and Liang Xirui, because even though sister Meiling was in front to control the thunder and lightning, the final countdown had already entered.

Stretching out his head, he finally saw the gesture Ling Qing raised his head to make gestures. He turned his head abruptly, ignoring the cracking sound of his bones, and roared towards the terrace: "Okay! Pull it up quickly!"

Qin Dali, who was still chanting "Dongfeng Yefang Huaqianshu", was shocked, and he came back to his senses in an instant and roared with Dalong, and the proprietor behind him also helped to grab the rope and force together.

Ling Qing was holding a cutting board, carrying a rolling pin, and Liang Xirui, who was holding a bucket of drinking water, soared into the air, and returned to the terrace with Pocket No. [-].

The first mission of the Manhattan agents was a complete success. Everyone stepped forward to embrace their heroes in the village, and the atmosphere was filled with cheers and laughter for a moment, and the atmosphere was not cold.

Ling Qing smiled along with everyone, but before she could calm down, she heard Brother Qian yelling loudly.

"I'm hooked, I'm hooked!" Brother Qian clenched the hook with both hands and blushed.

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look, and saw that after the firecrackers on the big brother's hook were set off, he actually caught a zombie boy's clothes and caught him directly.

"Let go!" Brother Qian's wife yelled, "The fishing rod is gone! I'll buy you a new one!"

"Don't throw it, don't throw it! Just cut the line!" The fishing friend asked someone to find scissors.

Brother Qian stared at the front, and at the moment when the line was about to be cut short, he suddenly called to stop.He looked at his neighbors and pleaded, "Can you take a group photo for me? I'll keep it as a souvenir. It's the first time I caught such a heavy fish."

Crowd: ...

Ling Qing wiped his face, took out his mobile phone after two seconds of silence and said, "I'll come, my mobile phone has power."

The author says:

Ling Qing: It is the property owner's obligation to respect every owner.

Brother Qian: I can go to the post bar and post more refined.