"By the way, when will the manpower you arranged come back?"

Since Barton read Gu Cheng's booklet, he has stayed up all night, and even studied it several times!

For this kind of warrior (cannon fodder) who is not afraid of death, he simply likes it too much.

Not afraid of death, not afraid of tiredness, only a slightly low remuneration is needed to guarantee loyalty.

In the wasteland, there are really not many honest people like this.

While Barton was delighted, there was no doubt at all that this group of brave men who could come back from the dead really existed.

First, the witch came back from the dead, and then Gu Cheng was shot and did not die, all of which had already made the leader of the sand bandits gradually realize that the world was changing little by little.

Leaving the wasteland, these powerful figures are completely vulnerable in the face of strange forces.

In the past year, a large number of gangsters have moved towards the wasteland, and the strange return of the kingdom is the root cause of its forced transfer.

The wasteland, this place abandoned by the gods,,,, where it is rumored that the divine power will eventually disappear. , the strange power has been absolutely suppressed.

This may be the only "true" among the various rumors and rumors circulating outside the deserted garden.

This is also why even if the wasteland is full of gunfire, yellow sand, and scorching sun, there are very few people who are lost outward, but there are people from all over the world who continue to move towards the interior of the wasteland.

"Oh? It's probably going to take about a year! Gu Cheng lay lazily on a rocking chair, and with the slow shaking, the cigarette tail that Huazi burned out at the corner of his mouth fell off inch by inch.

"What?" Barton was annoyed all of a sudden, and you told me for a long time that you were writing me a blank check!

"No, I can't. Within a month, I had to meet people first. ”

Gu Cheng was not in a hurry, and blew down all the ashes and sparks, and today's massage project of Chaoyang ended.

patted the folds and dust on his body, squinted his eyes, and looked at Barton a little helplessly.

Do you want to write empty checks yourself?

Of course not.

But the player, in the end, is not under the management of his dungeon boss.

It's not that he can come and go at the same time!

When you meet him, the villain boss, which one is not rushing forward with a roar?

Equipment experience, fame and prestige, and gold power.

These are the eternal lights in their path.

"I'll think about it!"

Gu Cheng didn't refuse in the end, once he pushed himself too far, Barton directly came to the fish to the death of the net, under the rain of bullets, even if the Demon God gambling board was strong, it would be beaten to pieces, right?

"It's easy to say, but it's hard to say. I just don't know if there are any specific regional restrictions on the control of players by the fourth natural calamity boss? Gu Cheng left the courtyard, thinking about the feasibility of introducing players, his eyes wandered and his steps were slow.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, just do it and it's over! Anyway, the fourth natural disaster is not added to the labor contract, and this restriction is not added! ”

Woo~~Lalala~, Dididi, Tata Tower.

A desolate and low-pitched little harmonica sound, mixed with the ease of horses stepping on the ground, has quietly flowed through the streets of this desolate town.

A loud singing voice!

"Facing a barren wasteland all day long.

There is no taste of water.

Cool water.

Old Dan and I have a thirsty throat!

Even the soul weeps for water.

Cool and clean water.

Dan, look at the bustling tavern.

The drinks are flowing there.

Waiting for me and you.

The night was chilling, and I was a fool.

Each star is a pool of clear water, cool water.

But when the dawn breaks, I will wake up yawning.

Continue towards the water.

Cool and clean water.

Water....

Keep walking, Dan!

Don't listen to him, he's the devil, not a man.

He sprinkled water on the scorching sand!

。。。。。。 ”

"Back Mountain Town, I've never been to this town before."

Tall white horse, small harmonica, white jacket with bell bottoms, like a rare bard in the wilderness.

Savage and introverted, but it looks full of gentlemen!

Da,,da, da~.

The white horse walked past Gu Cheng, but Gu Cheng's attention had already been deeply attracted by the other party.

Until the other party's figure disappeared at the door of the tavern, Gu Cheng's gaze still did not retract!

"Boy! Dumbfounded, right? ”

"Old man? Why are you here? ”

This is the first time Gu Cheng has seen this obscene and greedy guy walk out of his coffin fence.

Whenever he went over, this guy was like he had something to do!

How do you have time to hang out today?

Ignoring Gu Cheng's surprise, he threw a broad bean into his mouth very enjoyed, chewed it slowly for a long time, and then raised his chin slightly, and said with a smile.

"Of course, there's business to talk about here. Walk! Take you to a long insight. ”

Gu Cheng naturally agreed, and followed in a hurry.

The denim in white gave people a very strange feeling, and they seemed to have a completely different temperament, which deeply attracted Gu Cheng's attention.

In other words,,, funeral parlor doesn't seem to have any other way than to do business with the dead like the dead, right? Are you going to make contact with the other party?

I thought that the old man should take him into the tavern and have a good talk with the white cowboy.

That white cowboy, come to think of it, should be the legendary "hero"!

"Heroes" are such rare objects, but they are extremely difficult to obtain.

Gu Cheng has very little idea about the hero evaluation criteria for the cemetery, and even Senior Sister Kelly does not have a specific concept.

I only know that behind every "hero", there is a touching and magical story, and that's it.

"Is that white cowboy a hero?" Gu Cheng followed behind the old man and asked a little impatiently.

"Of course."

Gu Cheng was suddenly overjoyed, and subconsciously took out the revolver on his waist.

"It's a pity that it's already a famous flower."

The old man who sighed slightly glanced at Gu Cheng's small movements, and couldn't help but sneer.

"You don't think that when you meet a "hero", you just need to be dragged to the funeral home after being killed, right? ”

"Or else?" Gu Cheng asked suspiciously.

"Huh! If that's the case, why is it your turn to be here to have fun? I myself walked around the continent a few times at will, hunting down a few people with prominent positions, and the corpses of "heroes" were not captured. ”

"Huh? Could it be that there is something else to say about this? ”

"Isn't that nonsense?" The old man glared at Gu Cheng angrily, and seemed to be very displeased with Gu Cheng's stubborn performance!

"The "hero" wants to be buried in the cemetery, which requires a strict and cumbersome procedure.

Of course, guys like you who don't know anything just need to know how to tell and sign a contract with the other party! ”

"The former is easy to achieve, but it is about chance and luck. It's not the so-called selflessness that can be called "heroes"... It is possible that a random beggar on the street also has the attributes of a so-called "hero".

The criteria for discernment are very vague,,, but in general, luck is still the majority.

As for the latter? It's even more troublesome. ”

"What kind of contract law?" Gu Cheng asked.

"Of course, it requires a key contract, and it needs the consent of the other party to have an effect."

The one who spoke was not an old man, but, a mule.

Oh no, it's supposed to be a white horse.

Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at a stable, at the back of the tavern.

A few horses were drinking in the manger, but the white horse who stood out from the crowd stopped eating and was staring at Gu Cheng and the others with blazing eyes.

"Old man. Want a corpse? That's early! ”

He snorted leisurely, stretched his two long legs forward, and did not dislike the external environment in the horse ring, so he just lay down on the spot.

"Hey, hey! That might be.

Although, we can't meddle in the trajectory of his life.

But do you think that the "misanthrope" worth 500,000 can accomplish the feat of crossing the wilderness? ”

The old man bent over, the broad beans chewing slowly in his mouth, and his smile was still there.

"Backhill is already the last stop on the way to the Kingdom of Wings, and it's not that easy here."

"Boom" a loud horse chirp.

"Who knows? If you die, you will deal with it, and if you don't die, no matter how much you talk about it, it's in vain! ”

Obviously, this partner, who is intimately called Dan by the cowboy in white, does not care so much about the life and death of his "master".

In other words, between the two, it was a transaction from beginning to end.

Bang bang bang~! Bang bang bang!!

A barrage of gunfire rang out from inside the tavern.

The left wheel is still so rhythmic.

"Bastes Kvaggs, nicknamed the Bird of the Holy Sea!

Known as the "misanthropy", he has a quirky personality and loves to play cards, but he always likes to play small tricks.

His marksmanship is as good as his vocal music.

has not done anything great, the only thing worthy of praise may be that it has its own set of action bottom line! ”

"Tut-tut, "hero"? Is this our predecessor? ”

Gu Cheng pretended to be a little transparent and listened quietly, with no intention of interjecting!

"Hero"? It may not represent fame and prestige, but the innate qualities of some special people.

"Ugh! That's how it should be, that's right. Gu Cheng lowered his head and thought carefully!

Maybe the old man doesn't have the concept of "dedication" and "virtue" in these strange words, but Gu Cheng is not such a serious dead family!

At least, in some cases, Gu Cheng still adheres to certain aspects of human norms.

For example, try not to involve innocent people!

Of course, this is just speculation.

A sample doesn't say anything.

"Hey! Let's go! There should be a good show over there. ”

Gu Cheng, who came back to his senses, had already found that he had been distanced from the old man and the white horse he was holding in his hand.

"Oh?! Here it comes! ”

Gu Cheng followed this "horse thief" and cautiously got into a small alley.

All the space here has long been occupied by the residents of the town, and it is crowded with people, like malt in the wind, swaying from side to side.

On the wide street, two cowboys are 20 meters apart, opposite each other.

A blood-boiling duel in the wasteland has begun.