"You-" The man looked gloomy, looked at Qi Lin, and then at Song Xiaodie, who was standing against the wall, and suddenly flew up and kicked an empty can on the ground at Qi Lin, and then pounced on Song Xiaodie!

"Fluttershy be careful!" Qi Lin casually slapped off the empty jar flying towards his face, and threw the bat in his hand fiercely!

The high-speed spinning bat slammed into the guy's ribs, and a muffled sound and crisp bones cracking came at the same time, but the man's left hand was already on Song Xiaodie's shoulder.

"Poof!"

This was the sound of a knife cutting into the flesh, Qi Lin was shocked, but found that it was not Song Xiaodie who was injured, but the wrist of the person holding the knife was strangled by Song Xiaodie's small hand, and the folding knife that Qi Lin threw to her completely penetrated the throat of the Red Shirt Gang member, and a small sharp tip came out of the back of the neck.

"Uh-"

Qi Lin was stunned, he then remembered that after the physical ability was enhanced, Song Xiaodie was no longer the weak girl she was at the beginning, a blood clan baron with second-level strength, as long as there was one-tenth of the extra strength that could be transferred to reality, then her strength would surpass that of most ordinary people.

Blood poured out of the man's wound like a broken faucet, staining Song's white dress and calves blood-red.

However, the latter did not show the panic that an ordinary girl should have, and slammed his left hand on the opponent's right wrist, and the man's right hand immediately let go, and the switchblade fell to the ground instantly.

Song Xiaodie's right hand was holding the folding knife and stirring back and forth in the wound, accompanied by a large amount of warm blood, the person's body went limp, and he knelt down with a "snap" and fell to the side - until this time, his eyes were still deadly open, as if he couldn't believe that it was the seemingly weak blonde girl in front of him who killed him in an instant.

"Ahem."

Qi Lin coughed unnaturally, it wasn't much of a surprise to say that he was surprised, after all, Song Xiaodie had been fighting mutated creatures in this highly realistic and fully immersive game all this time - and the ultimate goal of this game was to train qualified warriors who could survive on the wasteland.

"I'm sorry!"

Qi Lin was still reminiscing about Song Xiaodie's neat counter-killing action just now, but who knew that Song Xiaodie suddenly lowered her head and stealed, "It's all my fault...... I brought them in...... Sorry ......"

It is not difficult to deduce from Xu Baldzi's words that it was Song Xiaodie who let him target him when he went out to buy supplies, and then he followed Song Xiaodie all the way and wrote down the house number, and then planned to commit a burglary with the other two people.

"It's okay, you can't be blamed for this, there will be no shortage from this scum...... It's better to clean it up for me first, otherwise it won't be good if someone sees it. Qi Lin waved his hand, first breaking the necks of the two people who were stunned by the bats on the ground, and then stepped over the corpses and closed the airtight door of the room.

"Oh......"

Song Xiaodie nodded, but then, she raised two blood-stained little hands, looked at Qi Lin a little helplessly, and said, "What should I do?" ”

After so many battles in the wasteland, it wasn't difficult for her to kill people, but she didn't have much experience in destroying corpses.

Qi Lin rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache: "That, first wipe the blood on your hands, and then go find a few sacks that are big enough - you don't have to change your clothes first, so you won't have to get dirty again." ”

"Oh, good—"

Song Xiaodie squatted down, rubbed the blood on her hands on the corpse's clothes, and then turned to look for the hemp bag, while Qi Lin dragged the three corpses together, and then took a nylon bag, and covered the head and shoulders of the corpse that was still bleeding out, saving the blood on the ground.

Rinsing, mopping, cleaning and other steps used up a lot of water, looking at the water meter that went all the way, Qi Lin not only felt a little painful - every time the longest black pointer turned, the number on the ten digits of his own personal resource point account would fall down several times, although it was low-grade water that was only minimally filtered and purified and could not be drunk, but in this era of scarce resources, such a large amount was also a sky-high price.

"Damn, it's a big loss, I have to find some compensation......"

As he spoke, Qi Lin squatted in front of the corpse and began to rummage through the things on the three of them.

A badly deformed aluminum military flask, two boxes of inferior homemade cigarettes with only a few left, a set of lock-picking tools made of wire and metal drills, and a few knives of ordinary workmanship, there was nothing of value on the three men.

"How can the robbers come out this year to help the poor ghosts......" Qi Lin remembered the few people who blocked him when he went out last time, those guys were also poor and sour to death, I am afraid that the little money on them was all used to buy murder weapons......

But these three people are different from the last time, they are wearing the identity of the Red Shirt Gang, so Qi Lin has to deal with their corpses carefully.

Song Xiaodie finally found three sacks that were big enough to be sturdy enough from the clutter pile in the room, and before loading the three of them in, Qi Lin first untied the red cloth strips on their arms, and scratched all the faces of the three of them with a knife, then turned his head and asked, "Fluttershy, is there any sodium hydroxide - well, caustic soda, or quicklime, I remember I bought some as a desiccant before." ”

"I'm looking—"

After a while, Song Xiaodie immediately ran over with a glass bottle full of caustic soda, Qi Lin took the glass bottle, carefully poured some caustic soda on the faces of all three people, and finally, poured all the water in the kettle.

"Whew-"

A choking smell immediately wafted away, and with the melting of caustic soda, the already bloody skin on the faces of the three of them instantly corroded beyond recognition.

"Okay, I'll deal with the corpse, you clean the house again, clean up all the traces, don't save money and oxygen, turn on the power of the ventilation fan to the maximum, the smell of blood in the room is too strong - next time you kill people in your own house, try to use blunt objects, don't see blood." Qi Lin instructed Song Xiaodie.

"Huh? Next, next time? Song Xiaodie was obviously a little stunned.

"Well, I mean, if there's a next time."

"But...... You gave me this knife......"

"Ahem, then this will be yours from now on." Qi Lin's old face turned red, and he quickly pointed to the bat lying on the ground, then dragged up three heavy hemp bags, hurriedly opened the airtight door and slipped out.

……

The pit was empty, but Qi Lin didn't dare to stay too long dragging the three conspicuous bags of marijuana. Generally speaking, the most appropriate and cost-effective way to dispose of the corpse is to sell it to those black-hearted butchers in the black market, and let these three guys become air-dried meat strips hanging in the store - but if you do this, you may not be recognized in the first place, after all, the power of the Red Shirts in the dark corner of Vault 187 can be described as covering the sky with one hand, and whether those black market butchers have anything to do with them, Qi Lin is not sure.

Then the three corpses can only be dragged to the corner of a certain pit and wait for them to decompose on their own, as long as no one notices, and when the three corpses are broken down into a pile of white bones by microorganisms, the Red Shirts will not want to find these three people for almost their entire lives.