What makes Morrison annoying is this. Not only is he delicious, lazy, disgusting and detestable, but he is also extremely poor.
Killing him with one shot feels like a waste of bullets - it's really so worthless.
That's why Qu Jianlei took a knife to chop.
Hearing this, he was not surprised, "Where are my metal rods and charcoal?"
"In exchange for food," Morrison had already admitted to stealing the tricycle and those worthless gadgets.
Qu Jianlei stared at him blankly for a while, then said, "Pull the car for me from now on!"
If you don't get compensation, you can only exploit the other party's labor force.
Morrison rolled his eyes, "Then...how is the remuneration calculated?"
Qu Jianlei pointed the long knife in his hand at the opponent and asked indifferently, "Reward...what else do you want?"
"Then you have to control what I eat and drink, right?" Morrison was really shameless.
"Find a way by yourself," Qu Jianlei was not used to his faults at all, "pay off the debt and I will let you go!"
"Tsk," Morrison sucked the toothbrush helplessly, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore.
He was used to sneaking around, and when life became unsustainable, he did not object to working in exchange for some food and drink.
But working for free is really hard for him to accept.
Then, he could only find an opportunity to escape, and he made a decision secretly.
Then he rolled his eyes, looked at the dagger on Qu Jianlei's waist, and spoke with a playful smile.
"Xiao Qu, I can work for you, but...can you lend me a dagger for self-defense? Many people don't like me."
Qu Jianlei pulled out the dagger with an expressionless face, lowered his eyelids and asked, "Is this one?"
"That's right," Morrison smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, it's just a loan."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Jianlei moved so fast that no one could see clearly.
The next moment, blood splattered everywhere, and a hole was dug in Morrison's thigh.
Morrison didn't have time to react as he felt a shock on his leg.
After four or five seconds, he covered his thighs and looked at Qu Jianlei in disbelief.
A loud "Ah" came out of his mouth, "You...you actually attacked me?"
Qu Jianlei didn't even have the interest to raise his eyes, and said calmly, "Can you try shouting again?"
Morrison clutched his thighs and slowly sat on the ground, gasping for air.
He didn't dare to shout anymore. He just gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice, "My leg... is injured and I can't ride the bike."
"Then drag me along," Qu Jianlei said without any emotion in his voice, "Work or die!"
"..." Morrison was silent. I am the one who works for you, and you actually hurt me?
This is absolutely crazy!
After a long time, he sighed and said, "In this case, my work efficiency will be reduced. You can't blame me."
Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation, "You can give it a try and see what the consequences of being lazy are."
Morrison couldn't help but complain, "Xiao Qu, Brother Qu...can you be reasonable?"
Qu Jianlei finally raised his eyelids and looked at him indifferently, "I allow you to reorganize the language."
"Okay," Morrison sighed, "I originally wanted to help you protect the goods, but can you take action at any time?"
What a piece of protection! How could Qu Jianlei not know what this guy had in mind?
However, he was too lazy to explain and just said calmly, "You can also try running away."
Morrison smiled awkwardly, "No...how could I run?"
He really had a plan to escape, and he planned to use a short dagger before running away, but unexpectedly the other party stabbed him directly in the leg.
The survivors in the wasteland are very tenacious and have strong self-healing abilities.
This knife was pierced on the outside of his thigh, and after about half a day, he was able to limp around.
But if you want to rely on speed to escape, you don't have to think about it for three to five days.
In addition, injured survivors are more likely to encounter accidents in the wild. The sense of smell of fallen people and mutant beasts is very sensitive.
The place where the two were located was more than a kilometer away from the garbage dump, and it was covered by garbage. Most people would not notice this scene.
But unexpectedly, a dirty woman stood on the garbage pile, holding a pair of binoculars.
She took in the whole scene and sighed softly for a long time, "It's so decisive... your temper has changed so quickly?"
Next to her was a stout young man, "Sister-in-law, this person is a bit dangerous, do you want to tell others?"
"Why should you tell others?" The woman looked at him and said, "It's enough for us to know that he is not easy to mess with."
She was indeed a little surprised that Silly Qu could actually change her past timidity, but she knew that it would be better to avoid him.
She believed that she was definitely not the only one among the scavengers who would think so.
Qu Jianlei ignored Morrison, who was whispering, and walked towards the garbage dump again.
About half a kilometer away from the garbage dump, he stopped and continued to look at the people passing by.
Not long after, the fat young man and the red-haired man came out and walked straight towards him.
Qu Jianlei didn't need to think about the other party's purpose - he had a Gauss automatic gun in his hand, so why did he need to ask?
So he faced the other party and backed away slowly.
The wasteland is indeed chaotic, and human life is not valuable, but in the eyes of everyone, it is not appropriate to strike first.
Coincidentally, the two people opposite him thought the same way. Seeing Qu Jianlei retreating, the two people approached him slowly.
Seeing this, Qu Jianlei accelerated his retreat. Fortunately, his body was relatively light and he was able to maintain the distance between the two parties.
It didn't take long before he exited for nearly a kilometer and arrived not far from Morrison.
Then he stopped, stopped retreating, and took down the Gauss automatic gun.
When the other two saw this, they also slowed down and Wei Pang spoke loudly, "Siqu, we don't want to embarrass you."
"We want to take back Mr. San's laser gun. Please give us a price."
"I snatched the laser gun from Greedy Wolf," Qu Jianlei replied loudly, "Third Master has been kind to me, I must snatch it back."
Is there any kindness to you? Wei Pang felt happy. He had no choice but to make a mistake. He didn't want to get into a shootout with the other party.
"In that case, on behalf of Third Master, I would like to thank you for helping him find his relics."
"That's not necessary," Qu Jianlei didn't want to attack the other party rashly, so he tried to give the final persuasion.
"Third Master said he would take care of me. This gun should be mine."
"The boss said he wanted to take care of you?" The fat brow raised, looking a little surprised, "But we are his people."
"It's only natural that we accept his legacy, right?"
He had no intention of being unreasonable, just to lower Silqu's vigilance so that he could get close to the other party and get angry.
"But..." Qu Jianlei said mid-sentence, raised his Gauss automatic gun and fired decisively.
"Tap-tat-tat" a series of bullets were fired, which not only blocked the opponent's direction of advance and retreat, but even thought of the possibility of lying down.
Qu Jianlei's marksmanship is really average, but his computing power is too powerful.
Although the accuracy is not good, at this distance, it is basically the same.
The key is that the automatic gun can fire continuously, and the recoil force is a bit stronger, but there is no doubt about Qu Jianlei's calculation ability.
Suddenly there were three more holes in the fat body. Although they were not critical, the power of the Gauss automatic gun was too great.
In an instant, his right arm was blown away, his left ankle was broken, and his left ear was shot away.
"You!" The fat young man stared angrily, but it was already too late to do anything.
His entire body was driven by the huge kinetic energy, spinning heavily to the right and being thrown away!
He really didn't expect that the other party was just like him, thinking of attacking first.
At this moment, his mind was full of anger: How dare you do this!
After all, Qu Jianlei behaved too harmlessly in the past, which is why others looked down upon him so much.
The reason why Wei Pang dared to ask Qu Jianlei for a gun before was based on this judgment, and Qu Jianlei's reaction only fueled his arrogance.
That's why he felt that he and Hongmao could take down the lonely ghost on the opposite side.
At this moment, he was really angry, "How dare you..."
There was no expression on Qu Jianlei's face, but he hummed in his heart: If I didn't dare, wouldn't it be me who died?
Hongmao was dumbfounded, then he knelt down and raised his hands in the air, "Brother Qu, it's none of my business!"
Qu Jianlei didn't even look at him with interest, he raised his hand and fired three times in a row.
A fat young man with a Gauss automatic gun!
The fat young man's eyes were full of disbelief until he died.
After killing this man, Qu Jianlei turned his head and looked at Hong Mao expressionlessly.
Hong Mao raised his hands and spoke tremblingly, "Qu, Brother Qu... Third Master is my boss, and he has been helpful to you in saving your life."
"Yes, Third Master is my savior," Qu Jianlei nodded, then turned the gun and pulled the trigger.
Seeing Hongmao lying in a pool of blood, he sighed softly and muttered, "But it was the third master who saved me...does it have anything to do with you?"
Then he raised his head and looked indifferently in one direction, "Have you seen enough?"
"That's enough, that's enough," Morrison replied hurriedly, "I'm recovering from my injuries and can't go far."
Qu Jianlei gave him a cold look, "I hope you can control your mouth... You don't need my help, right?"
"No need, no need," Morrison replied quickly, feeling more fearful in his heart.
He always thought that after Silhouette obtained the weapon, his mentality was a bit inflated, so he had no scruples in taking action.
But now it seems that this guy has a very cool head.
He only gave himself a knife, but he killed the two assistants of the third master without hesitation.
There is no shortage of masters in the wasteland who kill without blinking an eye, but it is difficult to accurately grasp the balance between killing and warning.
Morrison could vaguely guess why these two people died, but he could survive.
But in any case, killing people without warning is not something ordinary people can do.
Calmly fighting one against two, a timid person would never be able to do it... The key is that he did it.
At this moment, he completely believed the rumors outside. His stupid mind was really abnormal!
So he proactively asked, "Should I help you bury them?"
(A new month has begun. During the new book period, I ask for all kinds of help.)
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