Who is this?

Just as I was about to look back and ask, a fist that was as big as a sandbag slammed into his face.

Xu Hao was beaten to the point where he ran across several streets.

This punch is extremely powerful.

Xu Hao felt a clear sound from his nose, a heat gushing in his nose, and his eyes became dark and he fainted.

When Xu Hao woke up again, he found himself in a dim light.

Where is this?

it hurts!

Xu Hao only felt his nose hurt and his nose seemed to be broken.

"Hey! Is there a treatment card master? Save me!"

Xu Hao shouted in a trembling voice.

"Are you awake?"

In the darkness, a figure in silver armor came, his voice low.

Xu Hao's eyes had adapted to the dim light, and he found himself in an abandoned basement.

"Don't be afraid of guys, because I heard that you are a powerful family of card masters, I just want to find out something."

This strangely dressed man said so.

When Xu Hao heard this, he wanted to beat the guy who was attentive.

Exposing one's identity will cause oneself to fall into such a situation.

In the darkness, Xu Hao quietly reached his hand to his card box, and he was quite confident in his combat power.

Then Xu Hao found in despair that the card box around his waist was missing.

The three card boxes are gone!

The card master has no cards, so there is no need to play this one.

Xu Hao wanted to get up, but suddenly found that he was trapped tightly, and several figures stood aside.

Is it a wasteland deck?

Xu Hao recognized these figures.

The Wasteland Card House is the card house in the next door to Tianqiong City.

Is this guy from Tianqiong City?

"Actually, I have an opponent who is hostile to the card hall. He is stronger. I want to limit or plot against him. Guys, you must be knowledgeable as a strengthening card hall. Is there any way?"

As Xu Hao thought, his figure covered in silver armor spoke again, his voice low.

"You let me go first, return my deck to me and I will tell you."

After saying that, Xu Hao suddenly said:

"You have to heal my wounds quickly!"

If the injury is too late, there may be problems with the repair of your nose, which will affect your handsome appearance.

Seeing this, Silver Armor came to him, and under Xu Hao's horror gaze, he took the musket from the waste earth musketeer.

"Bang!"

At a very close distance, the musket sounded, and the pungent smell of gunpowder spread. Xu Hao screamed, and he felt the pain as if his right hand was burning, and the hot blood flowed out.

"You may not know your current situation. Man, in short, just answer my question first. Don't you want treatment?"

The figure of Silver Armor was like a kind reminder. He said as he drew out a silver card and shook it in front of him.

Wasteland medical soldier.

This guy.

Is it really from Tianqiong City?

"I said! I said."

Xu Hao took a breath and said:

"Don't tell others that I said it. Please, brother, just say that you found it yourself."

The silver armor nodded and said:

"Don't worry."

Feeling his twitching right hand, in order to treat it quickly, Xu Hao hurriedly continued:

"City of Demons! Brother, you can go to City of Demons to publish a commission."

"There are many card assassination organizations in the City of Demons."

"As long as your reward is generous enough, they will definitely accept your commission!"

Silver armor shook his head and said:

"Man, I know the City of Demons. I actually want to ask if you have any recommended organizations."

Then, as if he had thought for a while, the figure of Silver Armor said:

"And it's more difficult to kill the other party. Is there any way to limit the other party? For example, limit the other party's cultivation speed or the like."

Do you actually want to recommend an organization yourself?

Xu Hao looked at the figure of silver armor, and the other party was covered in armor and could not recognize it.

Xu Hao was shocked.

Could it be that you are investigating yourself?

A confusion flashed in his eyes, and Xu Hao responded:

"I don't know..."

Xu Hao's response gradually became weaker.

When he answered, the figure of Silver Armor had already stood up silently.

Then under Xu Hao's terrified gaze, the silver armored figure took the two finger-thick crowbars from the wasteland goalkeeper and weighed them.

"No! Don't! I said!"

The voice was frightened and Xu Hao was breathing heavily.

Silver Armor's figure held a crowbar in his right hand, looked at him high, and said in a low voice:

"That's right, man, I just want to ask you for advice. Take it easy and don't be too nervous."

Xu Hao thought for a while, but was passively recruited by himself.

And my identity was told by my younger brother.

And his strange way of speaking has no effect on him.

It must not be someone you know.

It shouldn't be possible that I came here specifically to find myself, right?

While Xu Hao was thinking, the silver armored figure showed a hint of impatientness. Seeing this, Xu Hao hurriedly said:

"The Mantra Sect Organization! Brother, the Mantra Sect Organization will definitely meet your requirements!"

"Can you limit the use of spiritual power?"

"Yes! All are OK!"

...

Xu Hao answered in a hurry, and suddenly stood there again, not sure what he thought of.

"is that so?"

"Thanks a lot."

The silver armored figure threw away the crowbar and turned around. With a bang, the rusty iron door was suddenly pulled open by him.

Outside the iron gate is a downward stairway, and the silver light of the moonlight shines into this basement.

Outside the door with the moonlight scattered, there is a broken paradise, battlefield live broadcast and filming drones.

"Brother! Are you leaving?"

Seeing that Li Yan was about to leave, Xu Hao spoke in a hurry.

"Yes, I've said that I'm just here to consult."

The figure of silver armor replied.

Then the silver armor figure was cancelled and the wasteland sky group dispersed. Several cards condensed in his hands and were taken back by him.
To be continued...