"I heard that someone is paying you to march? How much did they pay?"
The wilderness hunter wearing the gold ring lit a cigarette and handed another to York.
"Follow around and you'll get two hundred," York smiled, holding the cigarette in his mouth, "I've never made such easy money, but those organizers should have pumped more, Mad, why?
All the profitable business has been taken away by others.”
"yes."
The Golden Ring Revenant Hunter also sighed, and then he asked softly, "Speaking of which, have you had any new goals recently?"
"Isn't this what I'm planning to tell you?" York raised his eyebrows and glanced at the hotel in front.
"I saw a big fish yesterday, and it turned out to be a high-status member of the homeless gang who had fled here.
I probably have a lot of money with me, and I should be staying in the hotel in front. Naturally, I don’t dare to eat this kind of good thing alone. You go back and ask Boss Hank to see if he is free. I have been there in the past few days.
Sit nearby."
"Don't you dare to eat alone?"
The golden ring wilderness hunter laughed, "You want to hang out with the boss and trade your name."
"Look at what you said," York sighed, "I've been having a hard time lately, so I'm just looking for a big tree to get some shade."
"You're a sensible kid. Boss Hank is one of the best among the Revenants in Dawn City." The Golden Ring Revenant exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Boss is busy these two days. You should keep an eye on him. When he is done with his work, he should be free to deal with these two people. However, those who have status in the wilderness are not idiots. You should pay attention to it yourself."
"How capable can a bunch of barbarians be? It's not just a matter of one shot."
York sneered, then frowned and asked softly, "Boss Hank is still busy. Is it because the previous wilderness wanderers haven't been honest yet?"
"There are some stubborn people who have been hungry for five days and are almost honest. The factory wants honest people, but there is no other way. Although this job is profitable, it is not easy."
The Golden Ring Revenant Hunter shook his head, "Okay, I'll go back and talk to the boss about you. You can sit down and wait for the news."
"OK!"
The two of them waved goodbye to each other.
Watching the back of the Golden Ring Revenant fade away, York held a cigarette in his mouth and turned around to walk in the opposite direction to the Golden Ring Revenant.
He had just walked two steps when he passed by a dark alley when he suddenly found a man with a thin face and a fur coat leaning against the wall on one side of the alley, waiting for him quietly.
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Did you hear everything?"
He Ao leaned against the wall and said nothing.
"Originally, I wanted to use you as a pledge, but now it seems that I am not very lucky, and you happened to bump into me,"
York smiled, "But it doesn't matter. I'll kill you and then catch that little girl. Then the money will be in my hands. Who can I turn to?"
He took out a white pistol from his arms and pointed it at He Ao,
"You should have heard of the 'rules' that people are not allowed to kill indiscriminately in the city, but unfortunately, different places in the city have different rules. This is the Aston District. Here, if a wanderer dies in the wilderness, no one will care about it.
of."
He put his index finger on the trigger, raised the corner of his mouth,
"Do you know this thing? It's called a Gauss gun. It can break half of your body in one go."
"Farewell, Barbarian."
puff--
With a crisp sound, the sharp scimitar penetrated York's chest, and the sharp tip pierced out of his back.
Bright red blood flowed quietly along the blade of the scimitar.
He Ao pulled out the scimitar, and York's body froze and fell straight into the dark alley.
In the Aston area, if a Revenant dies, no one will care.
This is why He Ao chose a hotel in the Aston area.
He raised his scimitar, and the bright neon lights reflected the colorful colors on the blade.
He Ao looked at the edge of the knife quietly. This scimitar was made by Ronald with a lot of money and was used all the time. However, after the battle with the bitter ape, the blade had become somewhat curled.
Although it is still very easy to deal with ordinary people, when facing more advanced battles or facing stronger alloy materials, it may be somewhat powerless.
At this moment, He Ao's bracelet vibrated.
Penny sent a shared location.
While Ho was dealing with York, Penny had quietly followed the gold-ringed Revenant.
Penny is very talented and is one of the best hunters among the new generation in the camp. Although her mentality is a little unstable now, it is more than enough to perform a simple tracking mission.
He Ao put away his machete, walked out of the alleyway, and chased after Penny's location.
Originally, he asked Penny to go and deal with York by herself. He thought that York, who spoke so arrogantly, might have some trump cards that Penny might not be able to deal with.
This arrangement was made just to be on the safe side.
Now it seems that this York.
Just, very confident.
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Tick tock—tick tock—
In the cold, dark corner, drops of water fell on the old concrete floor.
The woman with dry hair and dry lips curled up slightly, and the light divided into strips covered her weak cheeks.
She raised her head and stared blankly at the place in front of her where the light came from.
There, several burly men were drinking and eating roast chicken, with bright ceiling lamps emitting a dazzling light above their heads.
And between this light and darkness, a thick iron fence marks the cold boundary.
The roasted chicken was roasted until it was perfectly browned, and the skin reflected the attractive oily light under the light. The strong fragrance flowed into the woman's nostrils along the cracks in the fence.
She looked at the shiny roast chicken.
His throat surged, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The big man who was eating roast chicken seemed to have noticed her staring here.
He smiled and tore off a huge chicken leg, walked to the fence, shook it, and said, "How do you like it? Do you want to eat it?"
The woman looked at the chicken leg and subconsciously opened her mouth slightly. As she moved, her chapped lips were torn apart, causing slight pain.
But in the end, she closed her mouth and turned her head away from looking at the chicken leg.
The appearance of other people appeared in her field of vision. They were people who were as weak as her and huddled in this room. Their eyes at the moment were also on the chicken leg.
"Haha, what do you think you are insisting on here?" the strong man laughed,
"As long as you are obedient and work in the factory, where food and accommodation are provided and there are no ferocious beasts, isn't it better than your life in the wilderness? When you first came in, didn't you also want to follow us to work in the factory?
Yes, the old guy who ran out before told you that the factory is in danger and you may die. That is also possible, and you may not die, right?
Think about it, you won't die in the wilderness? Not only may you die, you may also starve, but you won't starve in the factory. As long as you work honestly, the chance of death is still very low.
.
Besides, if you continue to be dishonest, I'm afraid you will starve to death soon."
"You said it so well, why don't you go yourself?"
A weak voice came from the crowd.
"Doesn't this show that I am a kind person?"
The strong man sneered, put the chicken leg to his mouth, bit off a large piece of meat, and chewed it with his mouth full of oil.
Then he stood up and walked back to his seat.
"Boss, are we just going to waste time with them like this?"
A boy at the table asked softly, "I heard that the hunter team next door has taken the third group of people to the factory. Now they only need to lie in bed and count money every day."
"It's okay," the strong man laughed, "I have already discussed it with the factory. We will feed them some food tomorrow and take them to work. The wages may be lower, but they are not willing to cooperate with us, so we have to use
Let them cooperate well with the whip."
He said this without lowering his voice. People who were locked in the corner also heard this, and a slight commotion suddenly sounded in the corner.
But they were so hungry that they had no strength, any ability to resist, or even the strength to make a commotion.
At this time, the sound of the door opening was heard in the distance, and a man holding a cigarette and wearing various jewelry came in.
