Old John swallowed the dried wild fruit, and there was a slight sour and astringent taste in his mouth, but after this taste, there was a surprisingly fresh fragrance.

There are many of these small fruits in the Yagur Mountains, and I don't know who first discovered this way of eating, but in short, it has become popular here.

The war between the gold diggers and the outsiders lasted for half a month and finally came to an end, and at least tens of thousands of people died in the Yagur Mountains, which is the main reason why peace talks were promoted.

There are many people who die, and there will always be a few distressed ones.

Fortunately, now that everyone has resolved some of their differences, it is time to make money with their personal skills.

During this time, Old John's fame grew, and he also achieved a small achievement, and some people began to call him John the Owl to highlight his characteristics.

Just as the eagle's eyes are better, the grizzly bear has a record of killing a grizzly bear with his bare hands, and John Sr. is revered as an owl because he can always hear those small sounds.

The nickname may not be so pleasant, but it is a very remarkable honor for a gold digger, and any gold digger with a recognized prefix is a great man.

Old John himself did not expect that one day he would be treated like this, at least not before that.

In addition to Old John, there were dozens of gold diggers who had a recognized honorific title, which gave the gold diggers a deeper sense of identity with themselves.

The camp outside Mount Yagur has always been set up to serve the gold diggers, and it is only natural that old John, who has become more famous, has become more popular here. Some subtle gaps that cannot be experienced on a daily basis are also gradually emerging.

The most obvious thing is that when he pushed the shutter door hard, the bartender would not warn him not to come in the future, and even the cost of testing the actual combat ability of those senior technicians on the second floor was reduced by two yuan.

In the words of the bar owner, it is the glory of the bar and the glory of the bar owner to have a "legendary gold digger" who can always patronize this bar.

"Owl, I ......"

Before the man had finished speaking, Old John glanced at the man and said, "You can call me Old John, or call me John the Owl, but please don't call me the Owl directly." ”

I don't know who gave it this name, although it was an honor, but it always felt weird, far less beautiful than Hawkeye, Grizzly Bear, Wall, etc.

The visitor laughed and sat down beside Old John, then handed the bartender two dollars, tilted his head slightly, and the bartender brought two glasses of wine, one of which was placed in front of Old John.

"We'll be able to go into the mountains the day after tomorrow, and if you don't have a companion, consider me. The man who invited John Sr. to drink looked to be in his thirties and a little dirty, as are the gold diggers.

He had a shaved head, was tall, burly, and had a loud voice.

This sentence made many people in the bar turn their attention here, waiting for Old John's reply.

In fact, Old John was also very irritable, and when he came back for the first time after the negotiation, a regular customer in the bar invited him to join him in the mountains.

In the previous war, the Gold Diggers had already realized the benefits of working as a team, at least they could carry more things, and they were not afraid of being intercepted by small groups of enemies, which made them much safer.

Although the legendary gold diggers who have become very famous gold diggers hope that everyone will still abide by the rules of the past and not form a stable team, this time they did not say anything to death.

After all, the gold diggers still didn't trust the outsiders who came later, and if someone sneaked into the mountain at a time that was not their entry, looted and left through the other exits, they really wouldn't be discovered, and there was nothing they could do.

So the trend of teaming up began to spread gradually, and many people were actively planning to pull those powerful characters into their teams.

Old John was one of them.

He quickly vetoed the first inviter. What are you kidding, gold diggers who already have their own name will join their unpopular team?

It's not that Old John looks down on the team in this bar, there are only two or three people who are really powerful, he is only willing to team up with those two or three people.

Turning down one invitation after another, when the guy he thought was qualified to team up with him applied to him, he was surprised to find that he couldn't say yes.

The gold diggers in the surrounding bars waited for Old John to say his refusal with a playful look, and when he kept rejecting invitations from one person after another, he was doomed to not be a member of the bar, or even any of the nearby teams.

The idea is simple, I invite you, and you don't agree, which is probably the reason why I didn't get into your eyes. As more and more people are rejected, this thinking will also become an iron law. But what would people think if suddenly someone like the rejected person got an answer from Old John?

Old John refused us because we were not famous, but another man who was not famous invited him, and he agreed. We are no different from the invitees, everyone is messing around, and they are not famous, but why did Old John choose him?

Because, old John looks down on us!

As long as he agreed, many negative rumors about him quickly spread throughout the camp, and despising and despising the gold diggers must be the first, followed by bad skills and only squatting in the pit for thirty seconds, or other similar rumors of being rigid.

Don't underestimate the ambitions of the gold diggers, and don't underestimate their moral standards.

In the limelight, John Sr. rejected the most suitable teammates, and then sat here and rejected wave after wave.

He took out a dollar and gave it to the bartender, then picked up the wine glass and raised his head to wipe his mouth, burping tons and tons and pounding the empty wine glass on the table with a bang.

"I'm sorry, everyone knows that I'm a lone wolf, I'm used to going into the mountains alone. He explained, then straightened his hat and left the bar.

The bar is back to a lively atmosphere, with people singing and dancing without noticing the long shadow outside the bar.

On Monday, Old John was still a lone wolf, and after checking all his equipment, he rode his horse and slowly blended into the mountain forest.

At the same time, Savi, who had entered the mountains from elsewhere, was assigning the task that Dohrin had assigned to him, which had been terminated and the gold diggers had been killed in the Yagur Mountains, only to have the plan relaunched by inexplicable peace talks.

In fact, the content of the plan is very simple, that is, to selectively kill a certain amount of people in the gold diggers, without whom no one will be able to suppress this group.

It's simple, but it's practical.

There is no basis of trust between these two groups, just let them lose some people who can maintain the situation, and the two sides will fight again!

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