Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

Facing Qu Jianlei's question, Fat Sister shook her head bluntly, "No, can I take a few catties of charcoal?"

"How many catties?" Qu Jianlei stared at her thoughtfully.

Fat sister knew that she had slipped the tongue, so she said very bachelorly, "Morrison also took it, but I confiscated it."

"This guy really wants to die," Qu Jianlei muttered in a low voice, turned and left.

Seeing him walk away, the fat sister spat resentfully, "Bah!"

"When I get two guns, I feel that I am unambiguous... If you don't die, who will die?"

Qu Jianlei's ears moved, and he could actually hear Fat Sister's muttering in a low voice.

But this kind of master who only dares to curse behind his back, he doesn't bother to care about it, he has the guts to stand in front of me and scold him!

He is not in a hurry to get the tricycle back, because it turns out that the tricycle will return to him sooner or later.

In six years, he has assembled only three tricycles.

One of them was probably completely disassembled, then used for waste, and never came back.

The remaining two, no matter where they were thrown, will always return to him in the end, the only difference is how much he spent to get them back.

Including the tricycle lost in the hands of the Fallen, if it is not dismantled, it will return to him sooner or later.

No one else can do his business.

Wealthy scavengers have motorcycles and even cars, and don't need to hire three-wheelers.

Waste pickers without money can't afford to hire them, so they can only rent public delivery trucks, or leave with garbage on their own legs.

Qu Jianlei's small three-wheeler is purely manual, not only slow, but also more expensive than public delivery trucks. The only advantage is that it is secretive.

With his small amount of transportation, the public trucks don't think he is stealing business.

However, it is inevitable that the business is not full. There are at most three transactions a day, and there are many bald days.

The problem is that he still has to guard from beginning to end and cannot leave.

Working hard, making people suffer, and earning little... He didn't believe that there was a second person who was willing to do this kind of business.

Anyway, he went home and took a nap, and went to the "mine" early the next morning, fully armed.

His sense of security is not good, and he really doesn't want to show off, but after a few days, everyone should know about "Mr. Sai".

It's useless to hide it, but it will make people think that he has ulterior motives for shady people.

So he just took two guns and a knife and went to the mine.

His nest is less than fifteen kilometers away from the mine, no matter how close it is, or how far it is far is inconvenient.

When I came to the garbage dump, I saw at a glance that it was in full swing.

For scavengers, there is no such thing as commuting to and from get off work, and such things as "996" are really unimaginable.

If the garbage dump really wants to implement the 996 rules, the scavengers will definitely jump up and curse - we don't want to miss any opportunity!

After all, the nature of "working for the boss" and "working for myself" are different.

Qu Jianlei was not in a hurry either, seeing no one coming out of several exits, he began to stand up.

There are really many benefits of stance standing. In addition to strengthening the body, it can also cultivate internal energy,

But after all, he hadn't practiced for a few days, he stood for about ten minutes, and then put away his posture.

It is not something that can be accomplished overnight, too much is too late.

Just as Qu Jianlei put away his posture, an old and worn-out truck drove over from a distance. It was a public delivery truck.

In the manger of the truck, there were five or six scavengers sitting with tattered garbage under their bodies.

The truck driver spotted Qu Jianlei from a distance, and when approaching him, he slowed down significantly.

He had already heard that Qu Jianlei had hooked up with a nobleman in Hong Zizong's settlement.

After all, several people died, including ruthless people like San Ye and Tie Shou. This matter has long been spread among the scavengers.

He remembered a rumor: Shaqu might be ordered to inspect the goods.

The driver himself is not a scavenger, but an auxiliary worker. He has no interest in challenging forces that dare to kill people at will.

But seeing that Shaqu didn't reach out to block the car, he kept driving at a low speed.

Qu Jianlei really didn't mean to stop the car, he didn't think about checking all the scavengers at all.

There are three to four hundred scavengers along the more than 100-kilometer-long mine that he knows, but this is not all.

The garbage dump is really too big, so big that Qu Jianlei still hasn't figured out how big it is.

If Mr. Sai meant to ask all the scavengers for information, then he was simply too busy.

Even if he only checked three or four hundred people in this area, he couldn't be too busy.

The point is... why do people accept his inspection?

Mr. Sai only wanted to know the news, he didn't give him any authorization, and he didn't send a few people to follow.

Is it worthwhile for him to fight against three or four hundred scavengers because of just two tubes of nutrition?

He just had to remember the twenty scavengers and check them out—people who were impressed with Mr. Sai anyway.

Just as the truck passed in front of Qu Jianlei, there was a whisper, "Stop!"

As soon as the truck stopped, a man jumped out of the manger with a long knife on his back.

This guy is called Huoya. Although he looks thin, he has a lot of strength. He usually likes to bully the weak and fear the strong.

He had bullied Qu Jianlei a lot before.

He wobbled over and said with a playful smile, "Silly song is very capable, you actually got a gun?"

"Come on, show me, how about the gun!"

Bullying is really addictive, he doesn't even think about it, the other party might have the guts to shoot.

There are many outlaws among the survivors, but there is no shortage of cowardly ones. In the past, Qu Jianlei gave others the impression that he was weak and timid.

Huo Ya had a Gauss automatic gun before, but it broke down in the end, and he wanted to get a new gun for a long time.

Seeing the other party swaying over, Qu Jianlei frowned slightly, "Why did I show you?"

Huo Ya continued to take the unrecognizable steps of the crab, and then smiled, "Hehe, with a gun in hand, how dare you fight back?"

Then he turned his head to look at his colleagues on the truck, and said with a smile, "Shaqu is so bold, isn't it ridiculous?"

Seeing that this person had approached more than 20 meters away, Qu Jianlei stretched his hand towards his waist.

But then, the laughter of the broken teeth stopped abruptly, "You... what expressions are you all showing?"

On the truck manger, a scavenger with his hat on one side and a cigarette dangling from his mouth made a sound.

"Huoya, I admire your courage. That automatic gun has an iron head."

A scavenger leaning on the garbage also said, "He still has Sanye's laser pistol in his waist, so be careful when you cut your teeth."

Huo Ya immediately froze there, the third master and Tietou died, he had also heard about this.

But what happened specifically, he didn't inquire carefully, he was concentrating on "Peach Treasure" at that time.

When he reacted, he turned around and left, "Just kidding."

Qu Jianlei had already opened the holster and pulled out the laser pistol, "Shuttooth, stop, put that knife on your back, and show me."

Huo Ya stopped immediately, then turned his head and forced a smile, "Xiao Qu, it's just a broken knife."

Qu Jianlei opened the safety of the laser gun, and asked calmly, "Are you going to give me face?"

Huo Ya was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and said a word, "Here!"

While speaking, he drew out his long knife and threw it on the ground. Robbery was originally a gamble, and he was willing to gamble and admit defeat.

He still did not forget to comfort himself secretly, anyway, there is a better one at home.

No wonder Mr. Sai looks down on scavengers. Some scavengers are bloody... not so good.

He didn't take off the scabbard either, this was his last stubbornness.

Qu Jianlei didn't tell the truth either, because in his impression, although Huo Ya had bullied him, he hadn't really robbed him.

An overclocking oscillating knife, from now on both grievances and grievances are settled.

Seeing this, the truck driver became curious instead, poked his head out and asked, "Xiao Qu, didn't you want to inspect the cargo?"

Qu Jianlei looked at him in surprise, "I only searched for those who were present at that time, do you have to move up?"

"I'm just asking casually," the truck driver tried to smile, started the vehicle and left.

After the truck had driven a long way, Kuo Ya asked curiously, "This idiot...how did you get these two guns?"

The guy with the crooked hat snorted, "Third Master's laser pistol was snatched from Tanlang by Shaqu."

"Greedy wolf... that lone hunter?"

"That's right, that Greedy Wolf."

Huo Ya fell silent immediately, and after a long time, he snorted, "Then I didn't give him the scabbard either."

"This guy is really a bit stupid," the truck driver sighed, "I don't know how to take advantage of the power, so I insist on gnawing hard bones."

"Then just wait for his head to bleed," Kuo Ya gloated, feeling a little pain in his heart.

After all, it is a super frequency oscillation knife...

Qu Jianlei didn't take this matter to heart, since the two had settled anyway, he wasn't worried that Kuoya would retaliate.

Wasteland is a place where power is valued. Scavengers know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages best, and those who don't win will be buried in a dead ditch.

He didn't pursue it anymore, and the other party had no reason to go to the pole to seek death.

Two more motorcycles passed by one after another. Seeing that Qu Jianlei also slowed down, they speeded up and left when they found that he hadn't responded.

Obviously, there are really not many people who are as closed-eyed as Huoya.

How big can the circle of scavengers be? Several ruthless people died at once, and the news spread faster than birds.

But then, someone came to find fault.

It was a chubby young man, "Siqu, did you get my boss's laser pistol?"

This person is the third master's subordinate, and he can be regarded as a half apprentice.

The third master lost a leg, and it was inconvenient to walk on the garbage mountain, and he was getting old, so he hired two people to help.

Picking waste actually requires eyesight. The third master has good eyesight but poor mobility, so he taught the two of them a lot.

It's different like Iron Head. Although he has replaced it with an alloy skull, it doesn't affect his actions, and he still walks alone.

Anyway, he is young and powerful, so he doesn't need to share his gains.

The third master was not bad to his two subordinates, and he even equipped them with weapons. The one in front of him had a super-frequency oscillating short knife.

In fact, just looking at his figure, he can tell that he is living a good life. It is really not easy to eat a little fatter in the wasteland.

Qu Jianlei frowned, "I picked it up, what do you want to say?"

(Ask for all kinds of help during the new book period.)