After Wu Zhuo walked away, the Black Pig King turned around, looked at the Star Shepherd, and said with a look of hatred: "Star Shepherd, she is your sister. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It is precisely because she is my sister that she should make corresponding sacrifices for her homeland like other women." The Star Herder said lightly.

"She's your sister!" The Black Pig King roared in a low voice.

"We are leaders, not officials who sit on the heads of the people and enjoy their success, so how can we demand sacrifices from others while staying out of the situation?" The Star Herder said with a blank face.

"But she's only fourteen years old this year......" In the middle of his words, the black pig king choked up. The seven-foot man's body stood majestically in the world, but at this moment he was trembling and crying.

"We don't have many innocent girls left, and I don't want her to go if I had a choice." The Star Herder sighed, then stepped forward and grabbed the Black Pig King's shoulder, and whispered, "Friend, please remember that we are alive to wait for that day to come, to wait for the call of the Thunder Hammer. ”

"That's just a legend......" muttered the Black Pig King.

"If everyone believes, it's no longer a legend, it's a prophecy." The Star Herder said.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Iron Slag suddenly changed his mind. He is the enemy of the world when he bears the thunderbolt, but anyone who gets too close to him will be regarded as an enemy by the Temple and the World Council. But now is not the time for Thunderhammer to recruit the heroes of the world, in order to avoid involving them, he must draw a clear line.

That being the case, he has no scruples. Because he is cuminous, he is naturally carefree, fearless. After thinking about this, he quietly left the council hall while the Black Pig King and the Star Shepherd were talking, pushed the door and walked into the side lounge.

"Sir...... Don't do that, sir...... You eat breakfast first...... Don't ......"

In the lounge, Wu Zhuozheng was molesting the girl while eating a delicious breakfast. Seeing someone push the door in, he immediately straightened his face and asked sharply, "Who are you!" The next moment, someone pulled the girl away, sat down beside him, and said to him seriously: "You are about to die, do you have any last words?" ”

Wu Zhuo was taken aback, instinctively shrank back, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the other party lifted his hood, grinned at him, and asked, "Do you know me?" ”

Looking at the unfamiliar face, Wu Zhuo frowned and asked again, "Who are you?" ”

"You can call me ......" Iron Slag smiled and said, "Knights of the Wilderness." ”

"What! You are the ......" Before Wu Zhuo finished speaking, the other party suddenly turned around and slashed head-on, and before he could let out a frightened scream, he was split in half. At the same time, the Star Herder, who had rushed to notice something unusual, pushed the door and entered, and was stunned by what he saw.

"What are you doing!" After a few seconds, the Star Shepherd who came back to his senses couldn't help but ask loudly as he looked at the bloody iron slag.

"Kill." Iron Slag replied calmly.

"Do you know what you're doing? Do you know who you killed? Do you know how much disaster your actions will bring here? The Star Shepherd asked in a fierce voice.

"If one day the Temple holds you accountable, tell them that Ironslag Norses came here and killed this man." Iron Slag put away his machete and said slowly, "You can also tell them that you tried your best to catch the criminals and wanted to hand them over to the temple to deal with, but he escaped, and the direction of his escape was the high-radiation area in the south. He paused, looked at the Star Shepherd, and added, "If you tell this information, they will not only not embarrass you, but will reward you." ”

Hearing the name of the Iron Slag, the Star Shepherd quickly calmed down, and after a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Is it appropriate for you to let us sell our friends' interests in exchange for our own survival?" ”

"Unfortunately, I'm not your friend, just a fugitive everywhere." With that, the iron slag turned and left. But when he came to the door, he turned around and left a sentence, "Please remember that I saved her, so don't sacrifice her next time." ”

Out of the gate of the stronghold of Long Horn, the Black Pig King chased after him from behind.

"Who did you just say you were? Is your last name Nolseth? Are you the legendary Flame of Glory? What is your family's title? Is it the poetry of the bright moon or the light of the starless? Black Fat asked a series of questions, but got no answers. This continued until Iron Slag returned to camp, packed up his things, got on the motorcycle, and said goodbye to Daddy Wade and Shao Xiaoyu.

Before leaving, Iron Slag stretched out his hand to the Black Pig King and said, "Reacquaint, I am Iron Slag Norseth, the guardian of the Holy Wolf. ”

"I ...... I am...... I am...... Black...... No...... I'm not the Black Pig King...... I am ......" The Black Pig King was so excited that he couldn't tell his name until Iron Slag drove away on the locomotive.

Moments later, the Iron Slag made its way through a tent area, out of the Grand Canyon, and sped south.

"Buzzing ......" tightened the accelerator, the cold north wind whistled in his ears, and one person rode on the snowy land, walking alone for thousands of miles.

He is a sword that walks on the vast earth, and this life is destined to be accompanied by loneliness.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Suddenly, there was a roar of an engine behind him. Turning his head to look, he saw a dilapidated Great Wall pickup truck appear on the horizon in the distance, dragging billowing smoke, speeding towards him.

"Brilliant Tinder, please let me follow you!" As the pickup truck rushed in front of him, a burly figure jumped out of the car and held out his hand to him.

"Why?" Instead of shaking the outstretched hand, Iron Slag asked lightly.

"I want to see the day when the spark burns out." The Black Pig King said loudly.

"Friend, that day is far away from us, and we may never see each other in this life." Iron Slag said.

"Then we will be in hell and look forward to that day." The Black Pig King insisted.

Looking at the big black fat with a resolute face, Iron Slag nodded and said "Okay", and held the other party's hand tightly. This is a historic moment, and on this vast land, another team that truly belongs to the glorious flame was born. The first two regiment commanders named it "Black Wolf Legion", although there were only two people at the moment, but they were both heroes in heaven and earth, and they were all powerful figures.

Then, Iron Slag carried the locomotive onto the body of the pickup truck, secured it with ropes, and then jumped on the co-pilot and directed the Black Pig Dynasty to drive to the Black Water Lake.

A few days later......

The pickup truck headed south and finally came to the edge of the high-radiation zone. Considering the complex terrain ahead, the road is not only rough, but also has a section of road, where pickup trucks can become a burden. Therefore, the Black Pig King decided to go to a nearby stronghold to sell the car, and then change to a locomotive and continue to move forward.

A few hours later, the two arrived at a small stronghold called the Howling Cave. Ethan hasn't been here, so he didn't make a specific mark, just commented: "I heard it's messy there." "And the Black Pig King came here half a year ago, saying that the leader here is called Keef and can repair machinery.

As far as the eye can see, this place is full of rocks and caves. The Black Pig King said that in ancient times, there were mines and caves here. There aren't many people in Keef, but he knows the terrain and can use the mines to create traps, so he can hold this place.

"Da Da Da ......"

As the two were talking, a figure suddenly appeared from the hole above, and without saying a word, a shuttle of bullets swept over and landed on the ground in front of them.

"Deal, we're here to trade." The Black Pig King raised his hands and shouted upwards.

"Trade what?" Looking up, it was a woman in her twenties and thirties who spoke.

"Seventy percent of the new Great Wall pickup trucks want to change to a locomotive." The Black Pig King shouted. Hearing his words, Iron Slag couldn't help but shake his head, the tattered pickup is fifty percent new, even if it is good, it is still seventy percent new......

"Wait." With that, the woman in the hole above the woman disappeared. After a while, seven or eight women armed with various firearms ran out of the cave on the side and quickly surrounded the two.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, Iron Slag couldn't help frowning, he was not used to being pointed at a gun. If he had been in Iron Mountain Town before, he would have already done it.

"Don't worry, Keef's men are all women, so I'm a little nervous." The Black Pig King explained in a low voice.

"No men?" Iron Slag couldn't help but ask.

"It is said that he cooked it and ate it." The Black Pig King said.

A moment later, under the "escort" of the women, the two walked into the cave, and after turning around, they came to an underground space.

The lanolin lamps on the walls brought a faint light, the floor was covered with the skins of unknown animals, and an extremely large sofa was placed in the middle. A middle-aged man with a mustache is hugging several half-naked women, and under the faint lighting, there is an obscene/filthy atmosphere.

Seeing someone coming, the mustache pushed away the woman next to him, sat up, and said, "King Black Pig, long time no see." ”

"Hurry up, or we'll kill you." The Black Pig King's eyes froze, and he threatened in a deep voice.

"Just you?" The mustache laughed.

"We!" As soon as the words fell, the black pig king appeared with insect shells, and then, a pair of black and shiny elytra rushed out from behind him. At the same time, the iron slag was also added to the shell, and the six legs sprang out.

"Click...... Click...... Click...... Click...... Click...... Click...... Click......"

With the sound of a dense bolt, dozens of heavily armed women emerged from all over the cave. In an instant, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the two of them.

"Get your chicks to put away all the toys, you know, it's useless for us." The Black Pig King said calmly.

The mustache looked at the Black Pig King, then at the iron slag beside him, and gradually showed a look of hesitation. If it was a black pig king, he might still be able to deal with it, but with this strange man with insect shells and knotted feet, his odds would be very low. And this person exudes an extremely dangerous aura, and judging from the attitude of the Black Pig King, this person must be a big stubble.

"Stand down." The mustache waved his hand and dismissed the woman.

After the women had left, the Black Pig King suddenly glared, rushed forward, grabbed the collar of the mustache, dragged him to the ground, and then picked up his big fist and smashed it on the other man's head.

"Point a gun at Lao Tzu, you are looking for death!"

As he spoke, he threw another punch down.

"Point a gun at Brother Lao Tzu, you don't want to live anymore!"

Two punches in succession, so that the mustache was covered with blood all over his face. After beating people, the black pig king clapped his hands, quenched a mouthful of phlegm on the other party, and said, "Get up, don't pretend to be dead, talk about business." ”

After a while, the mustache trembled and crawled up, looking at the Black Pig King with a fierce face, but he dared not speak angrily. The two fought last time, and they were evenly matched, but I didn't expect the black fat man to bring a helper over this time, and he could only suffer a dumb loss. If he had been alert and hid in the cave and didn't come out, with his ability to "hide the ground worms", it is estimated that the black fat man would not dare to enter rashly. In fact, he didn't know that the iron slag had recently taught the Black Pig King a few brilliant ancient martial arts, so that the Black Pig King was eager to try and wanted to find someone to fight everywhere.

"Seventy percent of new pickups, eight percent of new locomotives." The Black Pig King said.

It was only then that Iron Slag understood why he insisted that the broken car was seventy percent new.