The captain looked at Greyhound Three, who was a Hutchier and looked quite thin. He put down the binoculars and said with some doubts, "This dog can't do it, as if he hasn't eaten enough." ”

"Believe it or not." Iron Slag replied dryly.

Seeing that the game was about to begin, the captain ran into a red tent by the fence and placed a bet of 2 silver.

A few minutes later, as a whistle blew, nine racing dogs rushed into the runway, running rapidly through the thin snow, and the crowd of onlookers also boiled.

"Come on! Come on! "Baby! Catch up! "Hurry up, hurry up!" "Catch up with it! Fast! Pursue! "Up, up, up!"

In the crowd, only the captain's voice stood out, and he was heard shouting: "! Kill it! Right...... Very good...... It's about to cry, it's already crying...... Right! ”

At the end of the first lap, the third greyhound came out on top and rushed to the front, and the captain became even more excited, shouting hard: "Good! Attaboy! Give you a raise! Good ...... to eat in the evening"

At this moment, a black dog squeezed up from behind, clinging to the side of the No. 3 racing dog, and the captain scolded: "Cheating! It's just cheating! Scolding and scolding, he excitedly grabbed the person next to him, and was about to shake it vigorously, but suddenly felt that a cold gaze swept across his neck! He suddenly came to his senses and gently patted the other party's shoulder, as if patting off the residual snow on his body for the other party.

"The clothes are good." The captain praised.

Iron Slag replied lightly, "Be careful." ”

The race continued and soon came to the final lap. The black dog chased after the hutchis, only half a position behind. Seeing that the black dog was about to catch up, the captain tore his throat and yelled: "If you dare to lose, I will stew you!" ”

As if sensing the captain's threat, the Hutchis let out a low roar, suddenly increased his speed, jumped up, and left the black dog behind for a long distance to become the champion of the race.

"Hahaha!" The captain laughed heroically, patted the iron slag on the shoulder, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Awesome! Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth. Iron Slag rolled his eyes, disdainful of the captain's compliment. Due to the upset, the odds of the third greyhound to win the championship were 1 to 21, and the captain won 2 gold coins.

After the second greyhound race entered, Iron Slag asked Alice quietly, and immediately, the screen on the front of the red comet lit up.

"Dada...... "Toot ......" - according to the breed of dog...... Hair color...... Temperament...... State...... The number five has the highest win rate......

In this scene, the captain pressed 5 gold coins according to the prompts of the iron slag. Due to the increase in the stakes, after the start of the game, the captain became even more agitated and almost kicked the fence. However, the match was not so tense and not intense. The No. 5 greyhounds led the way, throwing off second place by half a lap and winning the championship without any suspense. However, the number five greyhounds are the favourite, so the odds are not high, only 1 to 2.6. The captain won 8 gold coins, and generously divided 3 coins for the iron slag.

Iron Slag accepted the money, was in a good mood, patted the captain on the shoulder, and said, "Come on!" ”

In the third game, Alice built a nine, and the odds were five points eight. The captain placed 10 gold coins at once, and asked Iron Slag if he could bet.

Iron Slag refused without thinking about it, because the old man once said: "It's not good to gamble money." ”

At the end of the third race, Nine only took second place, the odds were 0.8, and the captain lost 2 gold coins. The result of this time scared him to dare not make any more mistakes. In the next few scenes, Alice's judgment was right and wrong, after all, she couldn't use a scanner, she could only use the number jù operation of the image generator, and there was a certain error.

The captain won and lost, and his enthusiasm for betting on the dog also faded by half, and then he lost another game and stopped betting. But the simple sight of the running dog was a bit boring, and the captain yawned and offered to go back to sleep.

Iron Slag nodded and began to clear the snow from the red comet.

The captain looked around boredly, and suddenly, as if he had discovered a new continent, he stared intently in one direction......

After dealing with the snow, Iron Slag stepped onto the locomotive and was about to start, but found that the captain was looking ahead with a dull expression, as if he was attracted by a magnet, and he was completely unresponsive. Following his gaze, there was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance near the fence not far away. If you look closely, it is the redhead girl I met at the bar that day.

"Walk or not!" Iron Slag asked with a frown.

"You go back first...... I...... I have something else to ......," the captain stared at the girl intently, and walked over without looking back......

Iron slag grabbed the accelerator and twisted it hard, and rushed straight out.

It was late at night when he returned to the giant wooden barrel, and Iron Slag changed into a gray cloth robe, patted the body of the red comet, and ordered: "Take care of yourself, and withdraw if you are in danger." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Iron Slag pushed open the window of the guest room and jumped out, falling quietly on the snow, moving quickly along the dark side of the moonlight, hidden in the shadows of the alley.

In the past few days, he has not been idle, ostensibly wandering around, but secretly he has touched Luoyan Town to the bottom. Since he finished moving the box that day and came back with a sore back and legs, he had given up the normal means of making money and was ready to steal.

Although he has always pursued the principle of "first come, first served", now that he has killed the nobles of Yincheng, he is already an outlaw, and he can't take care of so much.

More than twenty minutes later, the iron slag sneaked all the way to the vicinity of the supply market. He originally wanted to steal the rich people in Yan Town, but after observing for most of the day, he found that the three major families were not only heavily guarded, but also had many masters in charge, and the Sima family even had two guards wearing psionic biochemical armor. In desperation, he had no choice but to steal the supply market directly, and it was estimated that those traders would not be unable to survive without a few dollars.

The perimeter of the supply market is a barbed wire fence more than five meters high, and occasionally a fly flies down, and it is instantly scorched by electricity.

According to his observation during the day, there were 12 guards inside the barbed wire, eight of whom were stationary posts, and the remaining four were patrolling with wolfdogs. Fortunately, there were no guards inside the supply market, and the vendors did not trust anyone, and they all left and locked them up.

Iron slag circled the barbed wire fence from a distance and found two of the eight fixed guards dozing. He picked one that seemed to be sleeping more deeply, and quietly moved over, prostrate in the shadows of the watchtower. When the patrol guard walked away, his whole body tensed, and he suddenly exerted his strength!

"Poof! Scold! Scold! Scold! Scold! Scold! ”

In an instant, blades and feet rushed out from behind!

The six knobs are wrapped around a thick carapace with tiny barbs at the tips. With a thin sound piercing the air, six knobs climbed up the barbed wire fence one after another. Due to the long length of the arthropod and the thick cuticle, it completely isolates the current from above.

Crossing the barbed wire, the iron slag immediately crawled on the ground, quickly crawled behind a pile of wooden boxes with six knuckles and limbs, and observed the situation through the gaps between the wooden boxes. After about ten minutes of waiting, the patrol guard on the scheduled line was far away, and he immediately rushed to the corner of the market with both hands and feet.

The market is a renovated old warehouse, with the lower part of the façade made of brick and stone, and the upper part of the outer wall made of iron sheets and angle steel supports, a total of more than 10 meters high. Iron slag stepped forward with his left foot, turned his waist sideways, and shook it hard, and the three knotted feet on the right side slammed into the wall! Immediately after that, the left shoulder was flaid, and the other three knuckles were firmly nailed into the wall. In the next second, he climbed the wall with his hands and feet, fell together, retracted and stabbed, attached to the wall with full use, and climbed onto the roof in a blink of an eye.

The six joints of the iron slag plus the limbs fully distribute the weight of the body to ten points. As a result, the sound of his movement on the tin roof was very small, with only a slight sound of Suosuo.

After a while, the iron slag crawled to the ventilation duct, retracted and drilled in. The dust in the pipes is very heavy, and the smoke and dust are filled when you go there. Iron slag held his breath and climbed along the pipe, and soon reached the intended location. He opened the vent and drilled out, opened the knots again, and climbed along the outside of the vent duct.

The market was pitch black, completely devoid of light, and the iron slag crawled from memory to the vicinity of the target along the route in his mind. After landing on the ground, he turned on the fluorescent flashlight, used the faint light to find the booth where the biscuits were compressed, and got in.

There were hundreds of wooden boxes scattered in the tent, but only two were enclosed in dark green wooden strips. He opened it and looked inside, neatly packed with compressed biscuits the size of soap, a box of hundreds of pieces. He took out all the money and threw it in a conspicuous position, although it was not much, it could be regarded as giving back the stall owner the purchase money. As for whether it was enough, he didn't think about it.

Picked up two boxes of military compressed biscuits, opened the iron slag, and returned along the same road. Halfway through, he remembered that he had come here to buy compressed biscuits a few days ago, and now that the other party had only lost compressed biscuits, he would definitely be suspicious of him. So he returned to the market and made a mess of the goods from the compressed biscuit stall and the surrounding stalls without damaging anything.

After the cover-up, the iron slag quickly returned to the roof. At this time, due to the two more boxes of compressed biscuits on his body, his mobility was greatly reduced, and he climbed on the roof from time to time to make a "clear and swish" sound.

At this moment, the wolfdog below seemed to sense the movement and barked "Wangwang". The iron slag was suddenly startled, and immediately prostrate in place, not daring to make any more sounds.

After a while, the guards shouted and cursed from below, "Don't make any more noise, and kick you to death again!" Rats only! ”

"Your dog's hair/spring." "Yes, yes, I think so." A burst of laughter ensued.

Iron Slag held his breath, moved little by little to the edge of the roof, poked his head out slightly, and looked down. I saw several patrol guards gathered below, smoking cigarettes and chatting casually.

Taking advantage of this gap, Iron Slag used his hands and feet to climb on the roof at a rapid pace, completely oblivious to the sound.

At first, the guards thought it was a rat and continued to gossip disapprovingly. It wasn't until the wolfdogs barked wildly that they sensed the severity of the problem. However, it was too late, and they only had time to see a black shadow flying down the wall, and then the cold light flashed, and the power grid was torn open. The black shadow scurried out, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone without a trace.

The guards rushed over to inspect it, and found that the cut in the barbed wire was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon. At this moment, they were all glad that they were not stupid to catch up, and in the face of such a monster, it was simply a matter of death......