Until she saw Cen Yi and Lu Zhengqing's RV away, Qiao Lingxiang thought of Cen Yi's appearance as if it had been petrified after she kissed her, and she felt like she wanted to laugh.

I can't tell what the expression on Cen Yi's face looked like. She was stunned and she was surprised, but she was a little dissatisfied with the unexpected. In short, when Qiao Lingxiang remembered it, she felt it was so exciting.

At the crowded flea market outside the safe zone, Ban Yue caught up with Qiao Lingxiang, who happened to be in this free clinic.

She raised her hand and patted Qiao Lingxiang on the shoulder. Seeing her turn around, Ban Yue, wearing a medical garrison uniform, smiled and said:

"I saw you from afar, laughing while walking. What's the matter of happiness?"

Qiao Lingxiang bent her mouth upwards, looked at Ban Yue, and said:

"nothing......"

After a pause, seeing Ban Yue's disbelief, Qiao Lingxiang added:

"It's just something that seems boring to others, but I find it funny."

As she said that, she laughed unconsciously, as if she watched a movie that made her feel very good, and she walked lightly.

Ban Yue looked at Qiao Lingxiang inexplicably and asked curiously:

"What the hell is it that people seem boring, but you find it funny?"

Qiao Lingxiang smiled and described Cen Yi's indescribable expression. She did not say why Cen Yi had such an expression. She only said what his strange, happy but embarrassed expression looked like.

It makes Qiao Lingxiang feel funny when she thinks about it.

After she finished giggling, she looked at Ban Yue again. Ban Yue looked at Qiao Lingxiang with a helpless expression and agreed with her:

"I think it's boring."

Perhaps only Qiao Lingxiang knows the happiness in this way. She thinks of it and it sounds funny, but others just can't understand what the funny point is.

Well, Ban Yue thought it might be really funny, so she also laughed dryly with Qiao Lingxiang a few times and stopped asking.

A fool in love.

One of them was helpless and the other smiled, walking through the vendors on both sides of the open space and walked all the way around the safe area.

This flea market is a market where survivors gather on their own by relying on the safe zone. When they first gathered, no one deliberately did it, just because the safe zone is here.

So the survivors leaned against the safe area and laid a piece of cloth on the ground to sell some fragments of supplies.

As time goes by, more people sell supplies, so this place gradually develops into a flea market, and security checks gradually come out to manage this place.

Because of the security inspection management, the place is becoming more and more organized, so good order gives people a sense of security, and more people come here to set up stalls.

There is also a similar flea market in Xiangcheng. I heard that Xiangcheng is not an empty city now. Many survivors have moved back to Xiangcheng, and Wei Xingping has maintained order in Xiangcheng. The previous trading house has also been pulled up.

The trading bank is a large flea market. Because Qiao Lingxiang also has more than a dozen stall certificates from Xiangcheng Trading Bank, she directly asked Wei Xingping, was the original stall certificate still valid?

Of course she hoped it would be effective, because in this way, she could charge some stall fees. Wei Xingping knew what she was thinking, and when he interfered in managing the Xiangcheng transaction, he agreed and admitted that the original stall certificate was valid.

Now, it seems that it is time to pick the fruits of victory. No matter what Qiao Lingxiang says, these uncles and uncles will respond to her.

Speaking of which, Qiao Lingxiang, Ban Yue, and Murong Xiao, girls especially like to visit the flea market. This is located on the third line of defense on the battlefield and should belong to the back of the front line.

Originally, when I pushed forward the front line, the safety area moved forward, and the flea market moved forward with the safety area.

However, Qiao Lingxiang felt that the current Na City safety zone had developed to a large enough scale. If you want to move, it would be to move your whole body and to pack your luggage and move it. It would be a matter of simply collecting the tent and leaving with your luggage on your back.

It's a turmoil.

It would be better to leave this Na City safe area in place, let the place develop slowly, garrison lightly, and evacuate the Na City safe area.

Of course, Ye Yiming responded to this, if she wanted to stay in the safe area of ​​Na City, then she would not move.

Therefore, there is no reason why the southern garrison system treats Qiao Lingxiang's concerns. This girl, who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, can almost do whatever she wants in the territory of the three cities of Xiangcheng, Yicheng and Nacheng.

Then if her ambition is a little bigger, she can even influence the entire south with her ability.

I have to control her. If the surging water cannot be controlled, it will be a disaster.

Li Wu deeply agrees with this. She believes that Qiao Lingxiang's influence is pathological. People praise Qiao Lingxiang too much, and sooner or later this person will cause trouble for everyone.

In the endless flea market, Li Wu watched Qiao Lingxiang and Ban Yue walk forward with her eyes full of jealousy.

People coming and going to the flea market all said hello to Qiao Lingxiang, as if she was a leader to inspect. Everyone quietly collected the garbage around them, piled up their stalls into piles of supplies, and made them regular.

They knew she liked neatness and even had an obsessive-compulsive disorder, and had to make things look neat.

But despite this, Qiao Lingxiang walked to a stall, stopped, pointed at the floor with her feet, lowered her head and said with a kind look at the stall owner:

"You have too many sticks out of your stall."

The stall owners around them looked at the stall owner with condemnation. Other people's stalls were in a straight line and placed on both sides of the road.

The stall owner named by Qiao Lingxiang is obviously a newcomer and doesn't understand the rules here very well. Only his stall stretched half way forward.

It looks too abrupt and will force obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

The stall owner, sitting cross-legged on the ground, curled his lips and raised his head to Qiao Lingxiang and said with a smile:

"This, the security check said nothing."

What is her identity? Why do you have to care about so much?

The stall owners around him seemed to be fools. Looking at the stall owner, a child had already gone to find security checks.

Qiao Lingxiang only raised her eyebrows, and she didn't say anything. She just kindly reminded the stall owner that because too much was sticking out, she would be stepped on by people coming and going.

And it will definitely be a security check in a while before he will be taken care of.

Security inspection always ignores some details. After being seen by Qiao Lingxiang, these problems will be solved very quickly and immediately.
Chapter completed!