Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

This is what Morrison makes people tired of. Not to mention being lazy, detesting gods and ghosts, he is still abjectly poor.

Killing him with a single shot feels like a waste of bullets—it's really so worthless.

That's why Qu Jianlei took a knife to chop.

He was not surprised when he heard this, "Where are my metal rods and charcoal?"

"In exchange for food," Morrison had already admitted to stealing tricycles, and those worthless gadgets, so he simply recognized them all.

Qu Jianlei stared blankly at him for a while, then said out loud, "Pull the cart for me later!"

If you don't get compensation, you can only squeeze the other party's labor force.

Morrison rolled his eyes, "Then...how do you calculate the remuneration?"

Qu Jianlei pointed at the other party with the long knife in his hand, and asked indifferently, "Remuneration... what else do you want?"

"Then I have to eat and drink, right?" Morrison was really shameless.

"Find out your own way," Qu Jianlei was not used to his faults at all, "Pay off the debt, I'll let you go!"

"Tsk," Morrison sucked his teeth helplessly, but he didn't dare to think about it any more.

He is used to sneaking around, and when life is unsustainable, he doesn't reject working for something to eat and drink.

But working for free is really unacceptable to him.

Then, he could only find a chance to escape, and he secretly made a decision.

Then he rolled his eyes, looked at the dagger at Qu Jianlei's waist, and spoke with a playful smile.

"Xiao Qu, it's fine to work for you, but...can you lend me a short dagger for self-defense? Many people don't like me."

Qu Jianlei pulled out the dagger expressionlessly, and asked with drooping eyelids, "Is this?"

"That's right," Morrison nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, it's just a loan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Jianlei moved, the speed was too fast for people to see clearly.

The next moment, blood spattered everywhere, and a hole had been pierced on Morrison's thigh.

Before Morrison could react, he felt a shock in his leg.

After four or five seconds, he covered his thigh and looked at Qu Jianlei in disbelief.

"Ah" came out of his mouth, "You... you actually did something to me?"

Qu Jianlei didn't even have the interest to raise his eyes, so he said lightly, "Could you try shouting again?"

Morrison clutched his thighs and slowly sat down on the ground, gasping for air.

He didn't dare to shout anymore, but gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice, "My leg...is injured, so I can't ride a bike."

"Then pull it away," Qu Jianlei said without any emotion in his voice, "Work or die!"

"..." Morrison fell silent. I'm the one who works for you. How dare you hurt me?

This is simply a lunatic!

After a long time, he sighed, "In this case, my work efficiency will decrease, you can't blame me."

Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation, "You can try it and see what the consequences of being lazy are."

Morrison couldn't help complaining, "Xiao Qu, Brother Qu...can you be reasonable?"

Qu Jianlei finally raised his eyelids and looked at him indifferently, "I allow you to reorganize the language."

"Okay," Morrison sighed, "I wanted to help you protect the goods, can you do it at any time?"

Fucking protection cargo! How could Qu Jianlei not know what this guy had in mind?

But he didn't bother to explain, he just said lightly, "You can also run away and try."

Morrison smiled awkwardly, "No... how could I run?"

He really planned to run away, and planned to run with a short dagger before he ran, but unexpectedly, the other party directly stabbed him in the leg.

The survivors of the wasteland are very tenacious in vitality and have strong self-healing ability.

The knife was stuck on the outside of his thigh, and after about half a day, he was able to walk around with a limp.

But if you want to escape by speed, you don't have to think about it for three to five days.

Moreover, injured survivors are more likely to encounter accidents in the wild, and fallen people and mutant beasts have a keen sense of smell.

The place where the two are located is more than one kilometer away from the garbage dump, and it is covered by garbage. Most people will not notice this scene.

But by chance, a dirty woman was standing on the garbage dump, holding a pair of binoculars.

She had a panoramic view of this scene, and it took a long time before she sighed softly, "You are decisive... Your temper has changed so quickly?"

Beside her was a stout young man, "Sister-in-law, this person is a bit dangerous, do you want to tell others?"

"Why did you tell others?" The woman glanced at him, "It's enough that we both know he's not easy to mess with."

She was indeed a little surprised that Shaqu was able to change her cowardice in the past, but she knew that it would be all right to avoid it.

She believes that among the scavengers, she is definitely not the only one who thinks this way.

Qu Jianlei didn't care about Morrison who whispered, but walked towards the garbage dump again.

About half a kilometer away from the garbage dump, he stopped and continued to look at the people passing by.

Not long after, the fat young man and the red hair came out and walked straight towards him.

Qu Jianlei didn't need to think about the other party's intentions - he had a Gauss automatic gun in his hand, so did he need to ask about his intentions?

So he faced the other party and slowly backed away.

The wasteland is indeed chaotic, and human life is worthless, but it is not appropriate to act first under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Coincidentally, the two people on the opposite side also thought the same way. Seeing Qu Jianlei retreating, the two of them approached unhurriedly.

Seeing this, Qu Jianlei accelerated his backing speed. Fortunately, his body was relatively light, and he was able to maintain the distance between the two sides.

It didn't take long for him to back out for nearly a kilometer, not far from Morrison.

Then he stopped without backing up and removed the Gauss automatic.

Seeing this, the other two also slowed down their pace, Wei Pang said loudly, "Shaqu, we don't want to embarrass you."

"Third Master's laser gun, we want to take it back, so please make a price."

"I snatched the laser gun from Tanlang," Qu Jianlei replied loudly, "Third Master is kind to me, so I must snatch it back."

Have favor with you? Wei Pang was overjoyed, the mistake had to be a last resort, and he didn't want to have a gun battle with the other party.

"Since this is the case, on behalf of the third master, thank you for helping him find the relic."

"It's not necessary," Qu Jianlei didn't want to attack the other party hastily, so he tried to persuade him at the end.

"The third master said he would take care of me. This gun should be mine."

"Boss said he wanted to take care of you?" The chubby eyebrows raised, looking a little surprised, "But we are his people."

"Isn't it only natural for us to accept his legacy?"

He also had no intention of being reasonable, just to lower Shaqu's vigilance, so that he could get close to the other party and then explode.

"But..." Qu Jianlei was in the middle of speaking, and raised the Gauss automatic gun, and it turned off the fire.

"Da da da" a series of bullets fired, not only blocked the opponent's direction of advance and retreat, even thought of the possibility of lying down.

Qu Jianlei's marksmanship is really average, but his calculation ability is too powerful.

Although the accuracy is not good, but at this distance, it is basically not bad.

The key is that the automatic gun can be fired continuously, and the recoil is a bit stronger, but there is no doubt about Qu Jianlei's calculation ability.

Suddenly there were three more holes in Wei Pang's body. Although none of them were critical, the power of the Gauss automatic gun was too great.

In an instant, his right arm was blown away, his left ankle was broken, and a shot took away his left ear.

"You!" The chubby young man stared angrily, but it was already too late to do anything.

His whole body was driven by huge kinetic energy, and he spun heavily to the right and was thrown flying!

He really didn't expect that the other party, like himself, had the intention to strike first.

At this moment, his mind was full of anger: How dare you do such a thing!

After all, in the past, Qu Jianlei acted too harmless to humans and animals, that's why others looked down on him so much.

It was based on this judgment that Wei Pang dared to ask Qu Jianlei for a gun before, and Qu Jianlei's reaction fueled his arrogance.

That's why he felt that he and Hongmao could take down the lonely ghost on the opposite side.

At this moment, he was really angry, "How dare you..."

Qu Jianlei didn't have any expression on his face, but he hummed in his heart: If I dare not, wouldn't it be me who died?

Hongmao was dumbfounded, then knelt on his knees and raised his hands high, "You... Brother Qu, it's none of my business!"

Qu Jianlei didn't even look at him with any interest, and raised his hand and shot three times in a row.

A fat young man with a Gauss automatic gun!

The fat young man's eyes were full of disbelief until he died.

After killing this person, Qu Jianlei turned his head and looked at Hongmao expressionlessly.

The red hair raised his hands high, and said tremblingly, "Qu, Brother Qu... the third master is my boss, he has saved your life."

"Yes, the third master is my savior," Qu Jianlei nodded, then turned the gun and pulled the trigger.

Seeing the red hair lying in a pool of blood, he sighed softly and muttered in a low voice, "But it was the third master who saved me...does it have anything to do with you?"

Then he raised his head and looked indifferently in one direction, "Have you seen enough?"

"Enough, enough," Morrison replied hastily, "I'm recuperating, and I can't go far."

Qu Jianlei gave him a cold look, "I hope you can keep your mouth shut...you don't need me to help you?"

"No, no need," Morrison replied quickly, feeling a little more apprehensive in his heart.

He always thought that after Shaqu got the weapon, his mentality was a bit inflated, so he didn't have any scruples about making a move.

But now it seems that this guy's head is very calm.

He just gave himself a knife, but killed the two assistants of the third master without hesitation.

There is no shortage of masters who kill without batting an eye in the wasteland, but it is difficult to accurately grasp the scale of killing one wave and warning one wave.

Morrison could vaguely guess why the two died, but he survived.

But in any case, killing people without warning is not something ordinary people can do.

A cowardly person would never be able to do it quietly with one hit... The key is that he managed it.

At this moment, he completely believed the rumors outside, his silly mind was really abnormal!

So he took the initiative to ask, "Did I bury them for you?"

(A new month has begun, and during the new book period, please ask for all kinds of help.)