Beng Tie, the interstellar warlord starting from Yaliluo

"yes, if you take these things, you can make a lot of money. You say yes, my friend?"

said this paragraph slowly in a gloomy voice, and the muzzle of the shotgun in Qin Huairen's hand was also directly pressed against the other party's waist.

The smile on his face instantly stiffened, feeling the cold touch on his waist, and Sampo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Uh, that friend... If my old Sambo says it's actually a wonderful misunderstanding... Would you believe it?"

barely squeezed out a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, Sambo rubbed his hands and slowly turned around.

With a pair of big eyes full of "sincerity", he looked at Qin Huairen behind him, holding a shotgun with the muzzle the thickness of a baby's arm, pointing at him.

Seeing the other party turn his head, Qin Huairen also showed a very bright smile on his face.

It's just that this smile looks colder than the wind and snow outside in Sambo's eyes.

"I certainly believe it was just a wonderful misunderstanding of my friend. So as the host, of course, I want to invite you to drink tea and solve this misunderstanding by the way. What do you think?"

Wide-eyed looking at Qin Huairen, who directly opened the gun safety between raising his hand and put the muzzle of the gun on his head by the way, the words of refusal were instantly swallowed back into his stomach.

"Of course, of course, it is my old Sambo to be invited to tea by a hero like you!"

Seeing that this guy in front of him was so knowledgeable about current affairs, Qin Huairen nodded with satisfaction.

"No. 1, bring this friend along! I'm going to have a good chat with him!" As

Qin Huairen's words fell, the sound of dense footsteps sounded outside the mine.

Under Sambo's stiffer gaze, Number One quickly entered the mine with four Krieg infantrymen armed with heavy serrated bayonets.

The two then skillfully controlled one of Sambo's arms, while the other two held their bayonets across his neck.

Number 1 turned on the Lucius 98 light gun in his hand, and stood in the rear, ready to fire when the guy escaped.

"My friend, don't be nervous! There's an old saying in our country: "The one who knows the times is a handsome, and you look like a handsome!"

Qin Huairen smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Sambo's shoulder, then turned around and walked towards the exit of the mine.

Sambo in the back was also forced to follow Qin Huairen's footsteps by five strong Krieg infantrymen.

After a period of twists and turns, in Sambo's ghostly expression, Qin Huairen reached out and lifted the iron plate above his head and drilled out.

Still in amazement, he felt a chill coming from behind him, and instantly didn't have the heart to think about why there was another gathering place here besides [Beloberg]. Immediately drilled out with a smiley face.

Simple living room.

Sambo sat on the chair opposite Qin Huairen with a well-behaved face.

"Well, in fact, we don't have to hold a knife to me like this, didn't we all say that this is actually just a wonderful misunderstanding?"

stretched out his fingers and slowly moved the bayonet that had been attached to his neck outside, Sambo said with a sincere face.

Stop wiping your firearm.

Qin Huairen waved his hand and motioned for several Kriegers standing behind Sambo to put down their bayonets.

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, Sambo breathed a long sigh of relief when he was a child, after all, he had two knives on his neck all the time, and this feeling was still very uncomfortable.

"Number 1, you guys go out, I think you might cause a lot of psychological pressure on my friends. I'll have a good chat with this Mr. Sambo. "

Specially, let's talk about these four words very hard, Qin Huairen waved his hand to send the Krieg back.

"I've lived in this place for hundreds of years, and I haven't seen any humans other than my men. Tell me, how did you get in?What kind of purpose did you have?"

Spending 1 resource point to buy a bag of tea, Qin Huairen took out two cups and asked with interest while brewing.

"Huh, big brother, don't you even know that there are other gathering places?"

Sambo threw the question back to Qin Huairen with a shocked expression.

Finally met another human, Qin Huairen naturally didn't mind chatting with each other more.

Handing the tea that had been brewed in his hand to Sambo, Qin Huairen took a sip without hurrying.

Feeling the slightly bitter tea, Qin Huairen said slowly:

"Of course I don't know, I haven't even seen other human beings in the past seven hundred years, and the news is very closed. So I need you to tell you everything you know.

Listening to the other party's gradually cold tone, Sambo snorted.

Immediately put down the fragrant teacup in his hand, Sambo said slowly:

"Big brother, you don't know something, from the cold wave that swept the world seven hundred years ago..."

In short, the builders of the city built a towering wall in the ice and snow with the will to preserve, and resisted the invasion of the wind and snow outside the wall. This also created the [City of Protection] Beloberg, also known as the last bastion of mankind. Of course, I think your place is much better than that of Beloberg!

" Slowly blowing away the mist that evaporated from the teacup, Qin Huairen raised his eyes and looked at Sambo, and asked word by word

, "Then, my dear friend. You.... What are you asking for this time?"

Stretching out his hand and scratching his flowing blue hair, Sambo said with a smile,

"My old Sambo is actually just an ordinary dealer in the underground city of Beloberg. This time, I was going to rummage through our pit to see if there were any artifacts or something. After accidentally lifting a stone slab, I walked along the road behind the stone slab all the way to the place where I just met with your eldest brother. "

Dumping merchants.........."

After a long silence, Qin Huairen showed a bright smile on his face and stood up from his seat suddenly.

Seeing Qin Huairen suddenly stand up, Sambo also quickly stood up.

"Sure enough, it's just a wonderful misunderstanding, Sambo, you won't blame Big Brother for me, right?"

Stretching out his arm to hook Sambo's neck, Qin Huairen said in a brisk tone.

"Ahh Of course, of course, this is just a wonderful misunderstanding! I don't know if there is anything that my old Sambo needs to do, as long as you open your mouth, my little brother, I will definitely handle it for you!"

Hearing this, the smile on Qin Huairen's face became even brighter, Sambo's sleek and clever skills were the talents he needed now.

Putting his head to Sambo's ear, Qin Huairen lowered his voice and slowly spoke:

"Sambo, your eldest brother and I have a big business here, I don't know if you are interested in hearing about it?"