"Li Yu!" Mo Duo plucked up the courage and came to Li Yu. He needed an explanation. After holding back for a day, he regarded Li Yu as a friend and even brought him an apple. It was fine if Li Yu didn't eat it.

He is a prisoner.

"There are so many ink... By the way..." Li Yu suddenly remembered something, took out a barbecue wrapped in a plastic bag from his arms, and handed it to him: "I brought it to you specially, thank you for the apple.

"

Mo Duo's eyes widened and he was a little surprised. He pursed his lips and took the plastic bag: "Thank you..."

His voice was very low, and he walked back with his head lowered, holding a plastic bag and unable to see his face clearly.

The hunter sighed sadly, no wonder this little brother doesn't know how to treat women. It turns out...

However, he has no discrimination against this feeling.

"It's great to be young..." he could only mutter, then raised the brim of his hat: "Do you have mine?"

Li Yu put his hand into his arms, and the hunter's sharp eyes lit up. Could it be that... he had begun to blame himself for actually wanting to kill this young man.

"Sorry, no..." Li Yu touched it for a long time, but his hand was still empty and he apologized.

hunter:"……"

In the silent night, Little Noisy faithfully performed his tasks in the dark, swinging his new arm excitedly, holding a gun in his other hand, and his one eye glowed red in the darkness.

"Five meters...one meter, five meters...one meter..." it made a deep voice.

It is not at a very high place, because through the perspective view of the sniper rifle, most of the obstacles can be seen through, and it also prevents the three fat men from secretly looking for snipers.

…

"ah…"

A shrill scream cut through the dawn. The three people leaning on the scrap metal opened their eyes almost at the same time and rolled to the ground subconsciously.

He looked around vigilantly, squatting, even his breathing was much weaker, and the rotten smell of dust poured into his nose.

There are no rules here. You have to be vigilant at all times, otherwise you may not even know when you will die.

The three of them looked at each other and slowly stood up after realizing that the shrill roar was still some distance away from them.

The hunter frowned, his cowboy hat seemed to be welded to the top of his head, and looked into the distance: "The day after tomorrow is the time to go to the underground black market. Those guys who haven't collected enough money will be unable to bear it anymore."

The black hole technology of Optoelectronic Technology does not distinguish between living things and garbage, and swallows them all together. I have seen such a scene several times in my predecessor's memory. It is so shocking.

It is said that the garbage can be converted into compressed energy, but it costs a lot, so Optoelectronics Technology will only recycle it once every six months at most.

Gululu!

A human head rolled out from an unchosen corner, with only two dry blood holes where the eyes were. The mouth was opened wide in a strange arc, mixed with excitement and pain.

The hunter's eyes flashed and he looked at the direction where the head rolled out: "The head that dug out the eyes would only be done by a man who slept with you."

The white soles stepped out first, followed by a pair of delicate thighs with very white skin, as if they had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

Only a few pieces of cloth were used to cover the key parts of the body. The body was thrilling, but there were a few very deep scars. The traces left behind did not destroy the overall beauty, but gave people a kind of primitive desire.

The flush on her skin was fading away. The widow took a bottle of gray mud and poured it on her body. It dried quickly and solidified on the surface of her skin, which prevented her skin from being burned by the blazing ultraviolet rays.

A strange smile appeared on the face like the surface of the abyss: "A guy who has no chance of shelter wants to taste a woman again before he dies, and I satisfy him."

Perhaps due to the miserable experience, or perhaps due to psychological distortion, it is not difficult to climb into the widow's body, as long as you are willing to dig out your eyes and let the widow take your life afterwards.

"There are no desperate people here..." The hunter's eyes couldn't help but glance around, but he restrained himself.

"Of course I know..." The widow's eyes fell on Li Yu: "I heard that you have hooked up with an extraordinary big shot?"

Li Yu narrowed his eyes, like a dead sea, and said, "Where did I hear that?"

There is only one answer, and that is the three fat men. The widow's nod confirmed his idea.

"The water here is much deeper than you think..."

She spoke meaningfully and raised her voice slightly, making her throat sound like a roar.

Li Yu frowned. He had already reached a deal with the three fat men yesterday. Why would the three fat men deliberately spread his news? Who should he spread the news to?

There are a group of scavengers here. Even the Three Fatty is afraid of his imaginary people. How dare you provoke the scavengers?

"This woman is setting a trap for you..." The hunter couldn't help but said: "She is looking for someone who can avenge her, her husband..."

"Hunter...!" The widow roared sadly, like the neighing of a banshee, which made people frown.

"It's...the perverted ex-husband..." the hunter added urgently, which made the widow stop.

"He is a person from a wealthy area. He has a certain status that ordinary people cannot mess with."

The hunter's kind reminder seemed to be personally considering Li Yu's position.

"It's just an investment..." The widow shook her head. She didn't seem to have any weapons on her body, and her physical strength didn't seem to be strong, but it made everyone here fearful.

"As long as you crush that bastard to death when you have the ability, that's all."

The widow is very sincere and does not need to swear, only a dispensable promise.

And promises, for scavengers, are the most worthless things.

Li Yu glanced at the widow's body without any cover, until his eyes fell on the face that disgusted everyone.

His eyes were calm, unwavering, showing no disgust or avoidance: "What do you know?"

Under Li Yu's calm gaze, the widow subconsciously averted her eyes. She was used to others' disgust, but suddenly meeting someone so indifferent really made her feel a little at a loss.

But it was only for a moment. She took a few steps forward and kicked away the bottles and jars at her feet.

"Do you know about Ghost Squad?"

"Ghost Team!" Li Yu didn't react at all, but the hunter's reaction was surprising.

He trembled and subconsciously glanced around, looking for the most suitable escape route.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, he pressed down the brim of his hat in embarrassment, coughed dryly, returned to his cold demeanor, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't that a rumor?"

The widow sneered, but because of the sound, it sounded like a crow howling.

"Rumors..." She shook her head. Because the movement was too large, it was trembling in places that shouldn't be trembling, causing the three men present to look over involuntarily and pretend to look away.

Young people only look at faces, adults look at legs and chest, and temperament is a bonus, but apart from face, everything else about widows can be said to be excellent.
Chapter completed!