The 145th layer of guards-146 private customization
Faced with Qu Jianlei's question, the fat lady simply shook her head, "No, can I accept a few kilograms of charcoal?"
"How many pounds?" Qu Jianlei stared at her thoughtfully.
The fat lady knew that she had spilled the beans, so she said in a bachelor's manner, "Morrison also took it, but I confiscated it."
"This guy is really looking for death," Qu Jianlei muttered in a low voice, turned and left.
Seeing him walking away, the fat lady spat angrily, "Bah!"
"When I get two guns, I feel confident... Who will die if you don't die?"
Qu Jianlei's ears moved, and he could actually hear the fat sister's low murmur.
But this kind of boss who only dares to scold people behind their backs is too lazy to care. If you have the guts, stand in front of me and scold me!
He was not in a hurry to retrieve the tricycle, because it turned out that the tricycle would be back in his hands sooner or later.
In six years, he has assembled only three tricycles.
One of them was probably completely dismantled and then recycled, never to be put back together again.
The remaining two cars, no matter where they are thrown, will eventually return to his hands. The only difference is how much it costs him to get them back.
Including the tricycle lost in the hands of the fallen, if it is not dismantled, it will return to his hands sooner or later.
His business cannot be done by others.
Rich scavengers own motorcycles or even cars, so they don't need to hire a three-wheeler.
Scavengers who have no money cannot afford to hire a truck, so they can only rent public trucks or carry the garbage on their own legs.
Qu Jianlei's small three-wheeler is purely human-powered. Not only is it slower, but it also charges more than a public transport truck. The only good thing about it is that it is secretive.
With his small transportation volume, public trucks don't think he is stealing business.
But it is inevitable that the business will not be full. There are only three orders a day at most, and there are many times when I am bald.
The problem is that he has to guard it from beginning to end and cannot leave.
He worked hard, worked hard, and earned very little... He didn't believe it, and there was a second person willing to do this kind of business.
Anyway, he went home and slept, and went to the "mine" early the next morning, fully armed.
He had a bad sense of security and really didn't want to be in the limelight, but after a few days, everyone should know about "Mr. Sai".
There's no point in hiding it. Instead, it will make people think that he has ulterior motives for plotting against others.
So he just went to the mine with two guns and a knife.
His den is less than fifteen kilometers away from the mine. No matter how close it is, it is impossible, and no matter how far it is, it is inconvenient.
When we arrived at the garbage dump, we could see at a glance that work was going on inside.
For waste pickers, there is no such thing as commuting to and from get off work. Things like "996" are really unbelievable.
If the garbage dump really implements the 996 rule, the scavengers will definitely jump and curse - we don’t want to miss any opportunity!
After all, "working for the boss" and "working for yourself" are different in nature.
Qu Jianlei was not in a hurry, and started to stand still after seeing that no one came out of the several exits.
Zhanzhuang has many benefits. In addition to strengthening the body, it can also cultivate inner energy.
But after all, he had not practiced for a few days. He stood for about ten minutes and then put down his posture.
It's not something that can be accomplished overnight, and going too far is never enough.
As soon as Qu Jianlei put away his posture, a dilapidated truck drove over from a distance. It was a public transport truck.
In the manger of the truck, five or six scavengers were sitting, with tattered garbage beneath them.
The truck driver spotted Qu Jianlei from a distance, and when he approached him, he slowed down significantly.
He had already heard that Qu Jianlei had hooked up with a nobleman from Hongzi's settlement.
After all, several people died, including Third Master, a ruthless man like Tie Shou. This matter had already spread among the scavengers.
He remembered a rumor: Shaqu might be ordered to inspect the goods.
The driver himself is not a scavenger, but also an auxiliary worker. He has no interest in challenging the forces that dare to kill people at will.
However, seeing that Shaqu didn't reach out to stop the car, he kept driving at a low speed.
Qu Jianlei really had no intention of stopping the car. He didn't even think about checking all the scavengers.
He knew that there were three to four hundred scavengers along the more than 100 kilometers of the mine, but that was not all.
The garbage dump is 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 would be too busy at all.
Even if he only checked three to four hundred people in this area, he would still be too busy.
The key is... why should people accept his inspection?
Mr. Sai only wanted to know the news and did not give him any authorization, let alone send a few people to follow him.
Can he afford to go against three to four hundred scavengers over just two tubes of nutritional supplements?
All he needed to do was remember the twenty scavengers and check on them - these people were also impressed by Mr. Sai anyway.
Just as the truck passed in front of Qu Jianlei, a soft voice came, "Stop!"
As soon as the truck stopped, a man jumped out of the manger, carrying a long knife on his back.
This guy's name is Huoya. Although he is lean, he is very strong. He usually likes to bully the weak and avoid the strong.
He had bullied Qu Jianlei many times before.
He wandered over and said with a playful smile, "Siqu Qu is very capable, and he actually got a gun?"
"Come on, show me how the gun looks like!"
He was really addicted to bullying, and he didn't even consider that the other person might have the guts to shoot him.
There are many desperadoes among the survivors, but there are also some who are as timid as mice. In the past, Qu Jianlei gave others the impression of being weak and afraid of getting into trouble.
Huo Ya had a Gauss automatic gun before, but it broke down. He had long wanted to buy a new gun.
Seeing the other party wandering over, Qu Jianlei frowned slightly, "Why should I show it to you?"
Huo Ya continued to take the crab steps that he would never recognize, and then smiled, "Hey, you actually dare to talk back when you have a gun in your hand?"
Then he turned to look at his colleagues in the truck, smiled and said, "Siqu, you are so brave, isn't it funny?"
Seeing that this person was approaching more than 20 meters away, Qu Jianlei stretched his hands to his waist.
But then, the toothless laughter stopped abruptly, "You... what are your expressions?"
On the manger of the truck, a scavenger with his hat tilted and a cigarette in his mouth spoke out.
"I admire your courage, Huya. That automatic gun has an iron tip."
A scavenger leaning on the garbage also said, "I still have Mr. San's laser pistol in my waist. Be careful when you open your teeth."
Huoya was stunned for a moment. The third master and Tietou were dead, and he had also heard about this.
But he didn't inquire about the specific details. He was concentrating on "Taobao" at that time.
When he reacted, he turned around and left, "Just kidding."
Qu Jianlei had already opened his holster and pulled out his laser pistol, "Hua Ya, stop right there. Show me the knife on your back."
Huoya stopped immediately, then turned his head and forced a smile, "Xiaoqu, it's just a broken knife."
Qu Jianlei turned on the safety of the laser gun and asked calmly, "Are you going to give me face?"
Huo Ya was startled for a moment, then gritted his teeth and spit out one word, "Give!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a long knife and threw it on the ground. Robbery was originally a gamble, and he was willing to accept defeat.
He did not forget to secretly comfort himself, anyway, there was a better one at home.
It’s no wonder that Mr. Sai looks down on scavengers, some scavengers are really not as bloody as they should be.
He did not take off the scabbard. This was his last act of stubbornness.
Qu Jianlei didn't call him Zhen either, because in his impression, although Hua Ya had bullied him, he really hadn't robbed him.
An overclocked oscillating knife can clear up all grudges.
When the truck driver saw this, he became curious and stuck his head out and asked, "Xiaoqu, don't you want to check the goods?"
Qu Jianlei looked at him in surprise, "I only checked those who were present at that time, do you have to go up to the top?"
"I'm just asking," the truck driver forced a smile, started the vehicle and left.
After the truck had driven a long way, Huo Ya asked out of curiosity, "How did this idiot...how did he get these two guns?"
The guy wearing the hat crookedly snorted, "Third Master's laser pistol was stolen from Greedy Wolf by Silly Qu."
"Greedy Wolf...the lone hunter?"
"That's right, that's the greedy wolf."
Hua Ya immediately fell silent, and after a long time he snorted, "Then I didn't give him the scabbard either."
"This guy is indeed a bit stupid," the truck driver sighed. "You don't know how to use your power, so you have to chew on hard bones."
"Then just wait until his head is broken and bleeding," Huo Ya said happily, feeling a little aching in his heart.
After all, it is an overclocking oscillating knife...
Qu Jianlei didn't take this matter to heart. Anyway, the relationship was clear, and he didn't worry about Hua Ya's retaliation.
The wasteland is a place where strength is important. Scavengers know best how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Those who don't care will be buried in a ditch.
He didn't pursue the case anymore, the other party had no reason to get on the pole and seek death.
Two more motorcycles passed by one after another. They saw Qu Jianlei also slowing down and found that he was unresponsive, so they sped off and left.
Obviously, there are really not many people who are as blind as Hua Ya.
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 over to find trouble.
It was a slightly chubby young man, "Siqu, did you get my boss's laser pistol?"
This person is the third master's subordinate, and can be regarded as a half-disciple.
The third master lost a leg and it was inconvenient to walk on the garbage mountain. Moreover, he was old, so he hired two people to help him.
Scavenging actually requires a lot of eyesight. The third master has good eyesight but poor mobility, so he taught the two of them a lot.
It's different like Tietou. Although he has been replaced by an alloy skull, it doesn't affect his movements and he still walks alone.
Anyway, he is young and strong, so he does not need to share his gains.
The Third Master treated his two men well and equipped them with weapons. The one in front of him had an overclocking oscillating knife.
In fact, just by looking at his figure, you can tell that he is living a good life. It is really not easy to gain weight in the wasteland.
Qu Jianlei frowned, "I picked it up, what do you want to say?"
(During the new book period, please help me in any way.)
Newly updated to provide you with the fastest way to recruit black physique and practice in the wasteland, Chapter 12: Clearing up the grudges is free to read.