In the narrow and dirty streets, the residents of the neighborhood have taken refuge in tents on both sides, after all, no one wants to get into unnecessary trouble. There were also those who stopped not far away to watch the excitement, and they were soon dragged by their companions to whisper for a while, and left.

A person appeared in front of the turtledove, and another appeared behind it.

The turtledove glanced back and forth, he did not know the two men, but he had seen people dressed the same as them, and he had met them in the ruins of the city where he had met the worms.

Unexpectedly, those people also came to the pigpen walled city.

The man in front of him walked slowly towards the turtledove, a height of more than one meter and nine, and the size was even larger than the turtledove, with dark skin, a shiny bald head, and a dog-legged machete in his hand.

"Do you want to keep things simpler, or do you want to put some effort into it?"

The big black man stopped less than two meters away from the turtledove, his huge size blocking the sunlight, and his silhouette was like an overwhelming giant net under the backlight, encompassing the little bird of the turtledove.

The turtledove raised its head and grinned at the other's contemptuous gaze.

"Looks like you're trying to make me work hard," the big black man moved his neck and made a rattling sound, "Then I'll play with you." ”

The black fist of the casserole smashed over without warning, and the turtledove covered his chest with his arms in front of him, blocking the opponent's fist, but was punched by the opponent and made him take three steps back.

With both fists clenched, the sole of the turtledove's right leg kicked the ground and rushed forward, and its arched body like a hound instantly stretched out, and hit the opponent's left arm as a defensive shape, and the left fist took advantage of the situation to attack, hitting the opponent's abdomen at a tricky angle, only to be blocked by the opponent's retracted right arm.

This is not the end, the turtledove's two punches were blocked by the opponent one after another, he pressed the shoulders of the big black man with both hands, and dragged his body violently to his side, although he failed to destroy the opponent's center of gravity, but it still slightly affected his defensive movements.

The turtledove flew up with a vicious knee and slammed it into the big black man's chin.

"Hurry up and call that helper of yours, or I'll kill you."

Turtledove shook his finger at the big black man who had broken two teeth from a knee hit by him, and the smile on his face was even bigger, - he was indeed not as good at using firearms as Bug, but when it came to hand-to-hand combat, Turtledove was definitely a good hand.

He hasn't entered a state of rage yet, otherwise don't look at the big black guy who is big enough, the turtledove has already put him down in the round just now.

The big black man obviously couldn't accept such a result, he waved his hand to his companion on the other side of the street, signaling that he didn't need help for the time being, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the big black man exchanged the dogleg scimitar between his hands, giving the turtledove a defiant look.

The turtledove was unmoved, and directly raised his middle finger.

Wielding a dog-legged scimitar, the big black man pounced on the turtle dove like a black bear, and it could be seen that his proficiency in the thing in his hand was quite high, and the cold light flashed, and the turtle dove was forced to retreat again and again by his ferocious attack, and he couldn't find a chance to fight back.

"Huh."

Without paying attention, the turtledove's left arm was cut by the edge of the dog-legged scimitar, and the blood seeped out drop by drop, but fortunately the wound was not very deep, but only a skin wound.

The toughness of the madman's skin is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but it is not invulnerable, especially the cutting of sharp weapons.

Bleeding?

Turtledove turned his head to look at the wound on his arm, he was really angry.

Seeing a vacancy, the turtledove grabbed the wrist of the big black man wielding a dogleg scimitar with his right hand, and at the same time turned his body into the arms of the big black man, his left arm was bent into an elbow, and he hit the big black man's stomach with an elbow blow with centrifugal force.

The intense pain caused by stomach cramps made the big black man's body bow into a prawn, and the turtledove still grabbed his wrist with his right hand, and held the other's trouser belt with his left hand.

"Boom."

The big black man's huge body fell heavily to the ground, and rolled several times like a rolling gourd, and he struggled for a long time and couldn't get up.

Turtledove snorted, and was about to sneer a few words in the posture of a victor, when suddenly he felt a tingle in the back of his neck, and reached out to touch it, and Turtledove pulled a small syringe-like thing from his neck.

"Tranquilizer gun?"

The turtledove's eyes darkened, and after shaking its body a few times, it threw itself forward and fell to the ground.

……

"Wow!"

A bucket of cold water was poured on the turtledove's head.

In the gloomy little room, the turtledove was tied to a chair in the middle, and in front of him stood a white man of about forty years of age, and next to him was the big black man, who also held an empty bucket in his hand.

In a place outside the law, water is a good thing, and the sober turtledove feels that these people actually splash themselves with water, which is a waste of resources.

So he stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining water from his cheek.

Taking advantage of the licking of the water, the turtledove turned his head and looked at the environment in the room slightly, judging from the wall tiles used to build the house, this should be the central area of the pigpen walled city, because only the central area has such a brick house.

There was a window on the wall to his right, and through the height of the sun, the turtledove knew that he had been captured for at least two or three hours. There were noisy voices outside the window, indicating that the place was still a residential area, and it seemed that this mysterious convoy was not from the pigpen walled city.

If they were Li Jinshan's men, they should have been locked up in a more formal cell by this time.

"Can we start talking?"

The white man brought a chair and sat down face to face from the turtledove. His hair was well groomed, and he had deliberately applied hair wax, which belonged to the kind of flies that slip when they climb up. His beard was very clean-shaven, his camouflage suit was equally straight, and he had a pen in his breast pocket.

He's probably the leader of the team.

Turtledove looked at the white man, but did not speak, he was not so frightened that he could not speak, Turtledove simply did not know what to say.

"Where is she?"

The white man's tone was kind and casual, as if friends were greeting each other on a daily basis, asking each other "Have you eaten?"

Although the other party did not specify who was asking, the turtledove understood that the "she" in the other party's mouth was referring to the worm.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The turtledove grinned and smiled like an ignorant child.

"Bang!"

The white man punched the turtledove in the stomach, causing the turtledove to slide back at least half a meter away with the chair, and the turtledove was even more like an electric shock, shrinking into a ball on the chair, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Getting up and dragging his chair, the white man sat down in front of the turtledove again, and then asked in a kind tone:

"Where is she?"

The turtledove grinned again:

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bang!"

This time, the turtledove and the chair were both beaten to the air by at least ten centimeters, and the turtledove who was paralyzed on the chair couldn't help coughing, and the dots of blood fell to the ground, but the white man ignored it.

Grabbing the turtledove's hair with one hand, he forcibly made the turtledove pose at a forty-five-degree angle to look up at the sky, and the white man asked the same sentence:

"Where is she?"

Turtledove didn't say "I don't know what you're talking about" again, he smacked his lips, tasted the blood in his mouth, and after a while, spit out:

"Fuck your uncle."

……

Not to mention that the turtledove didn't know where the worm was, even if he really knew, he would never tell these people the news of the worm, because the worm did drug him and left him alone in the desert, but the two reported each other's names before that, and in the eyes of the turtledove, it meant that they had become friends.

Maybe the worm is a very strange girl, a very unkind friend, but she is her friend after all, and the turtledove has her own principles of life, and not betraying her friends is the most basic bottom line.

The land outside the law is a place where there is no faith, and if even the principles of being a human being have been lost, then what is there to believe?

Turtledove still can't be sure if the worm is called this name, this may be her real name or a fake name, but whether it is true or false she has to investigate clearly before drawing conclusions, she can't deny her own "dating ritual" because of her strange name.

If you find out that the worm is not called this name in the future, then talk about the things at that time, I have already said that I am not a person who likes to make long-term plans, take one step at a time, at least now I will not betray the worm.

In the eyes of the turtledove, the little worm is a strange girl, and in the eyes of others, the turtledove is not a strange person.

……

"It's useless for you to deny it," the white man questioned, still torturing the turtledove, "where did you get this pistol?" ”

Turtledove looked at the pistol in the other party's hand, and then suddenly realized that it was the pistol he used to exchange food earlier, and it turned out that it had exposed his whereabouts.

"I picked it up."

The turtledove lied without blinking.

However, the white man was obviously not deceived by such a low-level lie of the turtledove, and he loaded the pistol with a "click", and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the door of the turtledove's head, and said:

"I'll ask you one last time, where is she?"

The turtledove knew that the other party would really kill him, thinking about how many winds and waves he had "crisscrossed" the outside of the law for so many years, and who knew that since he met the worm, he was as bad luck as if he was cursed, so does the girl owe herself a sorry?

……

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, but it was not the turtledove that fell in a pool of blood, but the big black man who had been standing on the side for a long time, the upper part of his head was missing, and the person was too dead to die.

"Ahh

Turtledove, who instantly entered a state of rage, broke free from the wire that bound his hands and feet, pushed away the white man who was shocked by the sudden gunfire and had not yet reacted, kicked open the door, and fled.