What does the fat young man want to say? Do you still need to ask? He has long regarded himself as the heir of the third master.
"Of course the third master's weapons must be left to me. If you want to know the truth, return them immediately!"
It's not that he doesn't know about Mr. Sai, he also knows that Qu Jianlei accepted Mr. Sai's entrustment.
But...I want to ask for things that originally belong to me. Is this what I should do?
He is seven or eight years older than Qu Jianlei. In the past, he was used to looking down on silly songs, and he felt that he was justified, so his tone was a bit harsh.
Qu Jianlei blinked, this was the laser pistol he snatched from Tanlang, who had even threatened to kill someone!
Without his intervention, Pistol Titie would have belonged to Greedy Wolf, and the other scavengers would have remained silent.
He asked doubtfully, "Why should I give it to you?"
"Third Master is my boss!" The fat young man replied without hesitation, "If the others are gone, the things should be mine!"
Qu Jianlei didn't bother to say anything to the mentally retarded man, he just turned on the insurance and looked at him coldly.
"Okay, you're fine," the slightly fat young man nodded, then turned and left, "This matter is not over yet!"
To be honest, Shaqu's usual sense of presence is really bad. Even if he has a gun in his hand, most people still look down on him.
Whether it was this fat young man or the gaping tooth just now, he couldn't help but bully him habitually.
This is also a true portrayal of Qu Jianlei's six years of low-income life. He was bullied too many times.
He acted in a low-key manner, so he didn't cause any big trouble.
But with the support of his inherent impression, he can't scare anyone even with a gun.
After the fat young man returned, he went directly to find Hongmao, another of Third Master's subordinates.
The red-haired man has a softer temperament and is not as impulsive as the fat man. "It seems that the boss's gun was almost snatched away by a hunter."
"Didn't you take it away?" Fatty said angrily, "I don't want anything else, I just want the pistol back."
He didn't mention that even if the other items were added up and multiplied by ten, they wouldn't be as valuable as this pistol.
Hong Mao thought for a moment and said, "But... didn't he get connected to the Hong Zi Zong settlement?"
"Why are you so bored?" Wei Pang got angry, "That guy is just a person, alone, so I'll just kill him."
This is Qu Jianlei's biggest shortcoming.
Hong Mao was still a little hesitant, "But... those are the people from Hong Zi's settlement."
"What do you like about silly music in the Hongzi settlement?" The slightly fat young man snorted coldly, showing a smile that said he had everything under control.
"He's just a lucky guy. He got lucky. You don't have to think about it so much."
"You can't stand firm if you are not ruthless. If you can't even get the boss's gun back... can we still hold on to our little fortune in the mine?"
Hongmao subconsciously felt something was wrong: Silly Qu only worked as a coolie before, but he still survived?
But his temperament was soft and he didn't say anything else - Silly Qu's life in the past was too hard, and no one wanted that kind of life.
"What's going on? Let's gather some people and ambush him and kill him?"
The third master has just died, and some favors are still there. It is not difficult to find a few people to help, but it is just a matter of killing someone.
The survivors of the wasteland live a very practical life, but there is no shortage of masters who dare to risk their lives.
After all, human life is really too cheap.
"It's not necessary," the slightly chubby young man shook his head, "We just go out to talk to him and take the opportunity to kill him."
Deep down, he still despises Silly Qu - not only is that guy weak, he has never done anything out of the ordinary.
Hong Mao knew what he was thinking, and felt a little disapproving of it. After all, Silly Qu had the font name of Hong Zi Zong Settlement.
But then I thought again, I am worthy of my reputation... I can't make a mistake in asking for the boss's relics, right?
Some mistakes are made not because you are stupid, but because your information level is not high enough, which leads to wrong decisions.
However, he finally made a suggestion, "Why don't you just call me Wolf?"
Lang Mie is also a scavenger. His brain is not very good, but his fighting ability is amazing.
The key is that he has half a set of mechas left before the apocalypse, which were passed down from his ancestors.
That mecha also has a matching oscillating knife, which has amazing attack power and extremely terrifying defense power.
It's not very good at blocking Gaussian automatic guns, but it's still no problem against ordinary laser pistols.
"No need," Wei Pang shook his head and replied indifferently, "He can't control his mouth...it's still troublesome if he has a big mouth."
He is not as stupid as Qu Jianlei thought. He will underestimate Silly Qu, but he really will not underestimate Hongzi Settlement.
It is serious to kill people and create a fait accompli.
According to the rules of the wasteland, dead people are of no value, and only in this way can we stop silly foreign aid.
The two discussed it for a while and finally decided on a plan of action.
But before taking action, we need to borrow a Gauss automatic gun.
The two of them only had two overclocked oscillating knives, which was enough to save their lives in the mine, but it was not enough to kill someone with two guns.
This is because the third master is not kind to them. You must know that many of the scavengers who make a living in the mines only have daggers with them.
The Gauss automatic gun was quickly borrowed from a foreign woman named Sister Na.
They don't have that much respect, but the third master died not long ago, so the favor is still there - the key is that the land was used as a mortgage.
After discussing the action plan for a while, seeing that it was getting late, the two of them exchanged glances and said, "Let's go."
If he didn't leave, Qu Jianlei might have to go home and sleep.
Little did they know, Qu Jianlei encountered a little trouble at this time - he met the thief Morrison.
Morrison's appearance is quite handsome, the kind of handsome who can say "Auntie, I don't want to work hard".
Later, he tricked several aunties. It was not a matter of eating soft rice, but the key was that his hands and feet were not clean.
So his face was scratched, the kind that was too horrible to look at.
But a face like this would be quite acceptable in the wilderness of the wasteland - if you had no ability, how could you be like this?
He is probably someone who lives in the world, and having some tattoos on his body would make people feel more accepting.
However, after Morrison came to the vicinity of the mine, he was also very dishonest and did everything he could to deceive and abduct.
The scavengers picked him up many times and made him understand the rules here.
Morrison is just a lazy person, not a lack of IQ, and he quickly accepted the rules.
But the scope covered by the rules obviously does not include people like Silly Qu.
He found that Shaqu hadn't come back for several days, so he casually went to Shaqu's house to get some things.
Morrison didn't think it was theft. He believed that Fool was probably dead.
Since he is already dead, of course the best thing to do is to strike first, be quick or slow.
Unfortunately, Shaqu's family is really poor. Apart from a tricycle, a few metal rods, and some charcoal.
Anyway, Morrison went over and took away everything he could - the charcoal was not finished, what if Silly Qu was not dead?
In Blue Star, this is called "leave a thin line in life so that we can meet again in the future." In the Wasteland, this is the result of bloody lessons.
Then he no longer cared about Silly Qu's life and death, but came to look for a job outside the "mine".
He really has no interest in the tricycle transportation business, he just wants to sell the tricycles.
But this crappy car is made by manpower, and it’s worthless.
Anyway, he would do it anyway when it came to the cargo-carrying business. It would make money and there would be no shame in it.
When he couldn't find business, he would wander around and inquire about buyers.
Because he himself was not a scavenger and was not in that circle, he did not know that Qu Jianlei had returned.
Of course, he didn't think he needed to care about this - it was just a silly joke, and it didn't matter if I made it clear that I was being bullied by horses and horses.
He left his tricycle far away and is currently looking for business.
In the transportation business, he only made one order in total, but he let the news out that he was going to sell a tricycle.
But when he saw Qu Jianlei, he was immediately stunned, "Silly Qu?"
Immediately afterwards, he saw the automatic gun on the other person's back, "Where are you...where are you going?"
Morrison is a real coward. When he saw that Silly Qu had a gun, his calves couldn't help but feel weak.
He also knew that Shaqu was timid, but he really didn't dare to bet on whether the other party had the courage to kill someone.
Qu Jianlei frowned and said in a deep voice, "Where is my tricycle?"
"Your three-wheeler... I don't know," Morrison hurriedly denied.
This kind of lie can be easily exposed, but this is not because he is stupid. As long as he is fooled now, he will run away immediately.
Without saying a word, Qu Jianlei pulled out the laser pistol on his waist and pointed it at the opponent.
He spoke expressionlessly, "I allow you to reorganize the language."
"You...you come with me," Morrison changed decisively, then turned and left.
"I'm keeping it for you temporarily because I'm worried about it being stolen by others."
This is the wasteland. Some people are hot-blooded, some are as cunning as foxes, and some are shameless...
The tricycle is hidden two kilometers away, obscured by a pile of inconspicuous garbage.
What's rare is that Morrison actually cleaned the tricycle and it looked much better.
They wanted to sell it at a high price! Qu Jianlei could see it at a glance.
He pulled out the long knife obtained from Hua Ya and said expressionlessly, "Now we can talk about compensation."
"Compensation..." Morrison's scarred face wrinkled, "Silly... Brother Qu, I really don't have any bad intentions."
Without saying a word, Qu Jianlei raised his hand and struck with a knife.
Morrison reacted quickly and jumped away, narrowly avoiding the knife.
Qu Jianlei flipped his wrist and slashed horizontally again, "You still dare to hide?"
I'm dead if I don't hide! Morrison dodged again, "Brother Qu, we have something to discuss!"
He wanted to turn around and run, but seeing Silly Qu's attitude of killing people if he disagreed with him, if he dared to run, the other party would definitely dare to shoot.
Qu Jianlei's skills were acceptable, but he didn't use all his strength and was somewhat slack.
The opponent is extremely flexible in jumping around and is indeed not easy to hit.
So he reached out and pulled out the laser gun again.
He held a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, and said coldly, "Compensation!"
Seeing the other party's ruthless attack, Morrison no longer dared to quibble. After taking two steps back, he answered with a sullen face.
"I'm poorer than you, how do you want me to compensate you?"