Qu Jianlei's words are not humble. His ability to imitate sound than most people, but he has not reached the professional level.

The reason why I could hide it from the other two is purely a miscellaneous hair... The sound of the cockscomb head is so special.

Even so, the second brother who carried the Gauss automatic gun still discovered an abnormality.

Unfortunately, he found out a little late and had no time to hide.

Qu Jianlei killed three people in a row, but he didn't feel proud.

He carefully searched around and found that only these three people were following him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After checking the seizure, I was shocked to find that the second brother's Gauss automatic gun was broken.

This made him feel more and more restless: What was he busy with this night?

At this moment, Morrison walked over excitedly, "Brother Qu, I cooperated pretty well, right?"

Not only did he open his wound with one punch, but he released a smell of blood, but he did not shout out Qu Jianlei's behavior afterwards.

Instead, he cooperated with him and fooled his opponent.

Of course, if he shouted, he had a high probability of being shot dead by Qu Jianlei on the spot.

But if you don’t shout, it’s like tied yourself to Qu Jianlei’s chariot.

If the opponent wins, he still can't escape death.

Considering that Morrison didn't know how many people were lying in ambush, this time he was a big bet.

Qu Jianlei knew that this man was very fucked, but he stole a tricycle... and he would not die if he was guilty of his own crime.

You must reward if you have any merits, and you must punish if you have any mistakes.

So he nodded, "Well, you performed well. Our accounts have been cleared, and you can leave."

"You are not...I..." Morrison was stunned when he heard this. He had to say this half a day ago, and he really wanted to say it.

But seeing that Qu Jianlei had five guns in his hand, he was a little reluctant to leave now.

In the afternoon, he could catch up with troubled waters and intercept some goods. He could afford the Blue Beauty at night. Isn’t it because of Qu Jianlei’s power?

"Since the two are clear, can I follow you in the future?"

"What are you doing with me?" Qu Jianlei frowned, "You can't do anything."

"I specifically find someone to make trouble for myself... Isn't this owe it?"

"I have strengths!" Morrison quickly expressed his value in existence, "I am good at communicating with people, and everyone knows this."

"You are good at begging for mercy!" Qu Jianlei replied straightforwardly, good at communication... Is this ridiculing me?

"Begging for mercy is also a kind of communication," Morrison replied dismissively, "I've been dead more than a dozen times!"

Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You are so shameless, you are proud of this?"

He said this, and he really agreed with it.

Morrison is lazy and has a bad reputation, but this person's social skills are definitely much better than himself.

"Life is the most important thing," Morrison didn't care about the other party's ridicule at all.

He even said, "If you take me in, just leave the shameful things to me in the future."

In an instant, Qu Jianlei was a little moved. Having such a subordinate would be very helpful to his development.

But it was only for a moment, and then he thought of Rogers.

Rogers was the one who was saved by him, and his evil deeds were not good, and he eventually betrayed him.

And his reason is the same, he wants to live a better life.

So in the end, Qu Jianlei shook his head, "You have offended too many people, and I am not interested in being enemies with everyone."

"Those are small things," Morrison replied without hesitation, "If it's big hatred, can I live now?"

Qu Jianlei shook his head without hesitation, "I don't want to be distracted by the uncontrollable factors."

Once he sorts out the current situation and solves the hidden dangers of transforming the potion, he will use all his thoughts to become stronger.

Morrison was stunned for a moment, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

But soon, he adjusted his mood, "Since we have paid off our debts, then we are equal now?"

"If you say equality, just be equal," Qu Jianlei was too lazy to say anything to him.

He was born into Lanxing and believed that people should be born equal. But Lao Mo, you are already crooked!

At this time, I talked about equality with me, and I feel a little disrespectful!

Morrison's eyes rolled, "Then I have a suggestion now, let's work together... are you interested?"

Qu Jianlei pondered for a moment, raised his chin slightly, "Let's talk about it first."

"The person who leaked your news must be the cripple," Morrison asked bluntly, "Don't you deny this?"

Qu Jianlei thought about it and replied, "I can only say that he should not be absolutely innocent."

His obsessive-compulsive disorder is not very serious, but when encountering problems that require qualitativeness, he will definitely try to ensure accurate wording.

"Okay, not absolutely innocent," Morrison didn't want to bother with him -- no need to make up for it.

"Since you have confirmed this, it is also appropriate to ask him for some compensation, right?"

Qu Jianlei shook his head, "I don't think it's necessary, why do you have to compensate?"

As long as life can be on the right track, he will not worry about not being able to make money. How much can a grocery store pay?

He never thought he was a sloppy person. At worst, he would just not deal with this grocery store in the future.

Being kind to others is the true meaning of life, being petty... not good.

Is this stupid again? Morrison felt a little confused.

But this still doesn't matter, "Brother Qu, do you think it's necessary... Can I hold on to you?"

Want to be an agent? Qu Jianlei narrowed his eyes, "It's your business to be honest, I can't control it."

He is determined not to support him, especially this guy's reputation has become bad!

"If you can't control it, you just don't object," Morrison laughed. This guy's emotional intelligence... is really weird.

"But when they want to deal with me, you won't ignore it, right? Otherwise, they will be underestimated by others!"

After all, I am trying to stand up for you. You can clear it up, but can you allow others to slap in the face?

Qu Jianlei had a headache. He was really not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships.

He doesn't want to be exploited, but he doesn't want to be underestimated.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "Don't use my banner, I will take half of the harvest."

He is indeed confident that he can make money, but... isn't he still not?

What do you say that money is treated like dirt? People eat grains and grains, so they all need to be cultivated.

"No problem," Morrison nodded very simply. As long as you are willing to share the money, this matter is easy to handle.

It doesn’t matter whether someone is using a banner or not. Do you really think that others don’t think about it?

Seeing that he agreed happily, Qu Jianlei pondered for a while and expressed his thoughts.

"If someone else forces you to be anxious, you can come and ask me for temporary protection...the premise is that you have not done anything."

"Of course," Morrison replied without hesitation, "I want to act misbehaving, how can I have the face to ask for your protection?"

"Then let's make up that," Qu Jianlei said straightforwardly, "It's easy to leave and don't send it."

"Just...just leave like this?" Morrison was stunned.

It's midnight now, and it's still in the wilderness. Not only did he say that there were three corpses next to him, his wounds were cracked again!

Qu Jianlei also looked at him curiously, "Do you want to have a midnight snack or something?"

Morrison didn't know what midnight snack was, but he knew in his heart that this fool didn't say anything serious.

So he said directly, "Can you borrow a gun from me? I will deduct it from my harvest in the future."

Qu Jianlei asked curiously, "Isn't it impossible to lend it to you, but do you dare to shoot?"

"There is always a look," Morrison replied honestly, "at least I have a gun in my hand... don't I?"

"Then I'll lend you one," Qu Jianlei handed over a Gauss automatic gun, "and some bullets."

After handing it over, he turned around and left on the tricycle.

When I returned to his nest, it was already early in the morning. Qu Jianlei didn't care about that much and slept soundly.

The next day, he came to Fat Sister’s grocery store, “Fat Sister, I’ll sell a knife.”

The price offered by Fat Sister is much higher than that of Crip, "Five tubes of nutritional agent!"

But Qu Jianlei still felt that it was low, "Add a little."

The knife of the Sagged Tooth is indeed a bit broken, but it can still support it for quite some time.
To be continued...