Zhao Li looked at the large group of people who surrounded Ulala, simply turned off the car and stopped, and got out of the car thinking about choosing a guide, and it was obvious that it would cost money to find a guide.

There were a lot of people around, more than a dozen, and Zhao Li swept over at a glance.

These people are basically men, and although they are old and young, the so-called "old" is only forty or fifty years old.

And these people are typical wastelanders - their skin is extremely poor, rather rough, and they can even see ulcers, redness, and swelling in many areas, which are obvious signs of radiation sickness.

Seeing Zhao Li get out of the car, these people rushed up in droves, shouting: "Choose me! Choose me! I only need 5 bottle caps! As long as you stay in Falcon Town, I will accompany you!", and so on.

And it is obvious that the stronger it is, the easier it is to squeeze into Zhao Li's side.

"Hey, are you going to sell or buy something? I'm most familiar with Falcon Town, I can introduce you to various stores and guarantee the best price! 5 bottle caps a day!"

Several middle-aged men who looked to be the strongest crowded around Zhao Li, and even wanted to grab Zhao Li directly with their dirty hands.

There are even some people who even touch the skeleton car, looking like they want to take something along the way.

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Zhao Li directly put his hand on the pistol hanging from his waist, opened the insurance, and shouted coldly: "Get out of here!"

Yes, although the security guard at the gate of the town made it very clear that no killing was allowed in the town, but this action showed Zhao Li's attitude.

And to be honest, Zhao Li has been born and died countless times in the martial arts world and wizard world, and has been stained with the blood of millions of people.

Just like some people who have been in high positions for a long time, a line and a word do have a special charm and aura.

And at this time, Zhao Li completely lowered his face and moved his killing intent slightly, which really made the surrounding wasteland residents feel a trace of fear - this is a natural perception of danger, maybe some fools are born unable to sense this invisible but real threat, but such fools should have died a long time ago.

With just one action and a shout and a scolding, Zhao Li stopped the hyenas who surrounded him.

Zhao Li looked around, but found that at the edge of the crowd, there was a dark, thin and small boy who looked to be no more than seven or eight years old.

Zhao Li unceremoniously pushed away a few wasteland "strong men" in front of him, walked straight to the little boy, looked down at him, and asked lightly: "What about you?"

The thin boy seemed to have been hit by a pie from the sky, he looked at Zhao Li, his eyes were grateful and happy, he raised his fingers, and stammered: "Two or two bottle caps, I only need two bottle caps, I will try my best to be a good guide, I have lived in Falcon Town since I was a child..."

"Little bastard, how dare you break the rules?"

A barely sturdy wasteland black guide on the side was furious when he saw this scene, and a brisk stride rushed to the little boy's side, and raised his hand to slap him.

In this Falcon Town, everything has its own rules, even the people at the bottom of the wasteland, squatting everywhere to survive like beggars, also have their own unique dark survival rules.

For example, in the face of new faces who have just entered the town, everyone must unify the price, which can only be high and not low.

For example, everyone rushes up, and they have to see if they have a chance to get along with each other...

For example, how to go shopping with new faces, and which stores to go to...

For example, this skinny little kid is not qualified to participate in this kind of game at all, but because this little kid is coming with him for the first time, and secondly, these people don't take him seriously, so no one has disciplined him before.

But now, this new face has chosen this little kid, and he dares to open a price that disrupts the market like "2 bottle caps", and he steals business, which is enough to deserve death!

You know, in the wasteland, every bottle cap may be a life for those who are struggling at the bottom.

Smack-

There was a crunch.

I saw that the little boy didn't have anything to do, but the man who wanted to educate the little boy was directly planted to the ground by a heavy slap and couldn't get up for a long time.

It was Zhao Li who made the shot.

"Looking for death, right?"

Zhao Li put one hand in his trouser pocket and said coldly.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

"Someone's making trouble!"

"There's an outsider bullying the people of Falcon Town!"

There was silence for a moment, but among the group of black guides surrounding Zhao Li, two shouts rang out violently.

In an instant, a large group of black guides surged up, and they caught Zhao Li in a swarm...

These people were able to be suppressed by Zhao Li before, not only because of their "killing intent and aura", but also because of the fear of the "Davide Company", the ruler of Falcon Town.

All the people who made trouble in Falcon Town didn't have good fruit to eat, and what Davide Company needed was a stable Falcon Town, so after discovering that Zhao Li didn't seem to be a soft persimmon, no one thought about it.

However, since this new face dared to act blatantly for the sake of a small deflated three, then these black guides were given a reason and excuse to attack them in groups.

Look at the things in this car, someone can already see the blood and flesh exposed under the canvas, as well as the weapons and ammunition on the car, as long as you kill the little white face in front of you, you can get it - that's right, Zhao Li, the old popsicle who has just woken up, is an out-and-out little white face compared to these wasteland residents.

By the way, the action must be fast, and by the time Davide company security comes to quell the riot, this car is bound to be confiscated.

"Kill this dog mongrel outsider and little deflated three!"

The black guides shouted slogans and pounced with their fists.

Zhao Li just put a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect in advance that choosing a random child as a guide would get into trouble, he just looked at the appearance of these people, and knew that they were all old fritters, and choosing a child to be a guide would not necessarily be pitted, but at least the chance would be smaller.

"It's just a good time to warm up. ”

Zhao Li clenched his fists and swung directly at a black guide on the very edge.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound of bones cracking, and I saw the black guide with his fist directly holding his stomach and kneeling down - his ribs were broken.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Every sound of a punch is accompanied by a miserable wail.

Although Zhao Li's physical fitness of this hundred-year-old popsicle is not very good, as long as it is not too weak and exaggerated, and he has obtained the bonus of 80% of the Infinite Medal of Strength, then the strength of each punch is also an out-and-out "heavy punch".

What's more, Zhao Li has been identified by the attribute panel as a man who has mastered the LvMax level in close combat, and dealing with a group of refugees-like wasteland dwellers is a problem?

Bang!

A crisp gunshot rang out, along with a roar:

"Trouble is not allowed in Falcon Town!"