But Artoria and Lin Xiao also encountered such a thing when they were heading to the cathedral.
On the road, I met Becky, a young man who aspired to become a first-class bounty hunter, and we got to know each other by fate.
Then that day, I came to a nearby town and found that this town was actually occupied by a vicious party called the Cold-blooded Party. After defeating them, Becky also became friends with the two of them.
Becky was just passing by on his way home, but he didn't want to encounter these things here. Now that the matter was resolved, he naturally had to go home. Becky and the two of them had different goals and could only part ways.
It turns out that an ancient ruin was discovered in his hometown of Lark Town.
There are even rumors that there are one or two ancient chariots. He has seen the power of the chariots countless times, but the price of the chariots is beyond his affordability. Now that he has such a good opportunity, of course he will try it. (
So Becky searched for tanks in Lac Town, met the legendary bounty hunter Red Wolf, and then started a series of stories with his partners. Does it sound familiar?)
Although I have not known Becky for a long time, after fighting with the cold-blooded gang, I feel that this guy is really a reliable partner.
Nothing is more precious than companions. Becky offered to give Lin Xiao and Atoliya a ride. Just as the three of them were about to leave the town, they heard someone shouting from behind: "Three bounty hunters who defeated the cold-blooded party."
Please stay."
Lin Xiao turned around after hearing this and saw that the person who stopped us was a middle-aged uncle. The middle-aged uncle looked like someone owed him hundreds of dollars. He was panting now, as if he had finally caught up.
In fact, there is nothing good about this middle-aged uncle. The key is the two motorcycles beside him.
This uncle pushed the white motorcycle and chased me, so he must have been so exhausted.
The motorcycle chariot is really eye-catching. It is completely white and very beautiful. Its style is similar to that of a normal motorbike, but its size is one size larger. There is also a clever gun barrel installed on the front end of the motorcycle.
"Uncle, what's the matter?" Becky asked.
"Three respected bounty hunters, my name is Ron. I used to be a bounty hunter. But ten years ago, on our way to El Niño City through the desert with my partners, we were killed by a creature called Scorpio hiding in the desert.
A monster attacked me, and my friend died trying to save me. But I escaped back in embarrassment. From then on, I thought about revenge all the time, but my leg was also eaten by the monster, even though I was equipped with this magic guide.
He has a prosthetic leg, but he no longer has the ability to fight, so he can only survive back to his hometown." Uncle Ron paused here, with a painful expression on his face, and then he looked at the snow-white
Motorcycle combat vehicle.
He continued as if he had made up his mind: "So I ask everyone to help me eliminate that Scorpio... But that Scorpio is not so easy to deal with, especially in the desert." Ron pointed to the people around him again.
The white motorcycle said: "These two motorcycle chariots are called snow wolves. They have been with me for many years. Now I will give them to you. Firstly, I would like to thank you for getting rid of the Black Dragon Village and saving the town. Secondly, I will also hunt that one for you."
Scorpio, provide assistance."
"A gentleman doesn't take what others like. How can we have the nerve to accept the Snow Wolf if you cherish it so much? As for the Scorpio who happened to take care of it on the way, it's no big deal." Seeing Uncle Ron's reluctance to part with the Snow Wolf, Lin Xiao quickly refused.
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Uncle Ron laughed self-deprecatingly. "I appreciate your kindness, but I have wronged it over the years. Snow Wolf is just a chariot and is not suitable for following me at home for old age, so you should treat it as my replacement."
Let's go over and avenge my companions together." Uncle Ron sighed and said with a hint of vicissitudes of life.
Now that he is no longer a hunter, and the Snow Wolf is still a proud chariot, how can he accompany himself here, and the hatred of those dead companions..."
"Uncle Ron, leave this matter to us..."
Atria spoke without thinking for long.
I probably heard Uncle Ron's sad story, and Uncle Ron also has his own glory that he wants to uphold, so it doesn't matter if he accepts it.
After that, all he has to do is deal with Scorpio perfectly... In this case, Lin Xiao has no choice but to agree.
.Looking at Ron's back fading away, leaving the Snow Wolf motorcycle chariot behind, I couldn't help but sigh that Uncle Ron had taken good care of the Snow Wolf for many years and it was still so brand new. Uncle Ron is also a man with a story.
This episode made the three of them sigh, and they chatted all the way.
But when it was time to say goodbye, Becky, a sincere young bounty hunter, spoke sincerely and with a trace of reluctance to Lin Xiao and Atoliya who were pushing the Snow Wolf motorcycle chariot:
"Becky really can't accompany you two to hunt the Scorpion together. Becky is here to wish you both good luck. This is my whole heart. I will definitely be able to help you in the battle."
System prompt: Obtained the favor of hunter Becky.
Beqi handed Lin Xiao five bottles of antidote and two fire bottles. Lin Xiao accepted his gifts with a smile and joked:
"Becky, the same goes for you. Atorya and I still want to see your ancient chariot. Don't be like that black dragon chariot that stalls after a few inertias."
Hearing this, Beqi and Palm also smiled, and everything was silent.
After bidding farewell to Beqi, Lin Xiao handed two fire bottles and two bottles of antidote into his hands, and then the two of them officially set foot on the road to the Scorpion Desert.
Fire bottle: a special attack prop in the reloading world. Throwing it to tanks and animals has a miraculous effect. The target hit will be covered and burned by flames. (The current dungeon prop will be recycled after returning)
Antidote: Can remove most poisons. (Current dungeon props, recycled after return)
However, after accepting the Snow Wolf motorcycle chariot, he received a system prompt: "Congratulations to the player for obtaining the Snow Wolf, a special equipment chariot."
Snow Wolf Motorcycle, ability evaluation level: c. Starting energy: magic crystal, current remaining energy: 1oo.
It carries a secondary 9mm magic machine gun: after the secondary gun is fired three times, it will enter a reloading time of 10 seconds, and reloading consumes 1o magic crystals. Each time the machine gun hits the target, it can cause a lot of damage."
Special skills, riding: This equipment can be ridden. (Even players who cannot ride a motorcycle can still ride it successfully.)
Tip: This equipment can only be used in the current copy and will return to space recycling.
"Atolia, get on quickly and let's go meet that Scorpio and take you for a ride." Lin Xiao got on the Snow Wolf motorcycle and invited the palm of his hand.
Atoriya... got on board.
Lin Xiao pressed the start button of the Snow Wolf Chariot, and with the buzzing sound, the Snow Wolf Chariot drove me and my palm toward the desert. Overall, the journey was quite desolate.
The feeling of no man's land...
Then we finally saw the desert. The scenery in the desert was unique. Apart from some cacti, there was only yellow sand around. After stepping into the desert, I used the potion on my hand that attracted strange monsters.
As soon as I opened my palm, I saw a strange fragrance spread out, but the scorpion didn't appear so quickly. Instead, an unexpected guest came.
It was a mutated mole holding a big knife. It emerged from the desert in front of Snow Wolf. It was as tall as an adult and moved very quickly. It roared and screamed at the two people on the Snow Dragon chariot, but Snow Wolf
The wolf's mobility was very strong. Lin Xiao immediately summoned the black sword and held it in his right hand. He took advantage of the speed of the snow dragon chariot to hold the sword. After three trips back and forth, the mole was in a rage.