"Grass, this time it's thrown directly into the desert, what about Las Vegas? You're deliberately playing to death, right? ”

Under the scorching sun, in a vast sea of sand, Cao Hong got up from under the sand pile with both hands and feet, spit out the sand in his mouth, and scolded loudly.

"You can't blame me for this, I told you that the conditions are difficult, and you still don't believe it!" Zhu's voices were a little gloating.

"Bastard, who said that it was a rescue mission at the beginning, and it was more advantageous to choose the one with more pay?"

Zhu smiled and said: "I'm just saying that it's very difficult to receive three tasks at the same time, compared to the runway Song Dynasty to rob the law field and go to Shanghai Beach to talk nonsense with those rotten black gangs, it is more advantageous to choose a doomsday crisis plane with a relatively high reward!" ”

Cao Hong snorted, raised his hand to summon the black and white book, slightly discerned the direction of progress, and said, "Forget it, compared to the souls of ten mercenaries who sacrificed their lives for righteousness, the souls of a few gangsters and bandits are not worth mentioning. But you have to tell me first, where is this? ”

Zhu Qi said: "Isn't the map automatically displayed on the black and white book?" ”

Cao Hong rolled his eyes and said, "The terrain of the Americas in the parallel plane is not the same as that of the main guard plane, can you see it?" ”

Zhu smiled and said: "Didn't I sue you from the beginning, this is Las Vegas, but no one has removed sand for three years, and most of this place has been buried by wind and sand." ”

Cao Hong looked up into the distance, and sure enough, he faintly saw the shadows of several building styles from a distance. Glancing at the black and white book, he said, "The client is thousands of kilometers away from us, and it seems that we have to get a car first!" ”

Zhu said leisurely: "I admire your foresight, knowing that I will definitely be disadvantaged, I prepared a container of military canned food for myself in advance, and I won't starve to death if I walk in the desert for a year!" ”

Cao Hong rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to Zhu's cool words, and asked, "I don't quite understand, since we need souls, why don't we go to the ancient war plane, such as the Battle of the Red Cliffs of the Three Kingdoms." As long as you stand next to you, even if you don't do anything, you can easily get hundreds of thousands of souls? ”

"It's impossible!" When Zhu heard Cao Hong say the right thing, he also got serious, and said, "It's not because we are not traversers and can't choose the plane independently, or because we can't set off a lot of killings. Rather, it is because in the crossing plane, no matter how many creatures die, the soul belongs to the original plane.

To put it simply, the traversal plane is equivalent to a peasant household, the soul is the wheat of the farmer's family, and the traverser is the adopted son who is forced into the farmer's house. And we are hired helpers from outside.

Killing is like harvesting wheat, where the farmer harvests the wheat himself, and gets as much as he gets it for himself. The traverser has the status of an adopted son, so he can get a small piece of the pie, leaving a small portion of the best wheat as pocket money. And we, the helpers, take those wages no matter how much we do. Even if all the wheat is harvested, it must be stored in the granaries of other farmers. At most, we grabbed two more handfuls and hid them in our trouser pockets. ”

Cao Hong nodded slightly: "In this way, the dog butcher who accidentally harvested last time was the wheat we stole and caught!" ”

"Officially." Zhu Dao: "The stolen wheat is far inferior in value to the commission given by the adopted son, so for us it can only be regarded as a dispensable pastime." ”

Cao Hong shrugged his shoulders and said, "So let's work together!" ”

You are speechless.

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The toes tapped on the sand dune, and a hole suddenly burst into the ground, and Cao Hong's body had already jumped high and fell into the distance. The spiritual pressure circulated in the body, and it was five or six meters long, and its body was arched, looking like a leopard running and jumping from a distance.

Cao Hong felt that he was missing a fluttering length, so that this superb light skill was displayed without the slightest dashing momentum.

The body has just been strengthened, and the amount of spiritual pressure is deliberately slightly better than that of the first-year students in Mao Academy, and it is impossible for it to coagulate outside the body for a long time. Not to mention the advanced technique of stepping on the air.

That's right, it's Mao Academy, the Mao Academy in the Grim Reaper.

After the reinforcement that day, Cao Hong had an unprecedentedly calm mind that made Cao Hong find the connection between the reinforcement in his body and the power system of the god of death in the anime that night. But he shrewdly didn't ask any questions about the "Corpse Soul Realm", but instead studied the power system of the god of death from beginning to end.

The generals saw Cao Hong's movements, but they didn't explain anything.

Therefore, Cao Hong concluded that there must be something wrong here. Although curious, Cao Hong is not in a hurry, the truth will be revealed sooner or later.

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After an hour's drive in the desert, I finally set foot on the part of the clean road. Looking back at the vast sea of sand, I felt that it was a miracle that I could run out of it in just one hour!

Looking down at the black and white book, it was not surprising that there was another one more storage card.

"The reason is complicated, but the storage card automatically adds one every time you open a plane." Rare active explanations.

Cao Hong nodded dispensably, although this thing is indeed more useful, but Cao Hong still thinks it's better not to rely too much. With the experience of the last mission, Cao Hong's preparation for this mission is more thorough.

Two pistols, a wire rope to save his life are necessary, and a full set of standard U.S. Navy 6 squad equipment will dress Cao Hong like a mercenary more than a killer.

He searched for a detailed map in black and white, and pulled out a small telescope from his bosom to look around. Soon Cao Hong found what he was looking for.

A motel.

This is thanks to the well-established road service system in the United States, which ensures that there is a rest stop every 50 kilometers for those who travel long distances to recuperate and eat.

Cao Hong is sure that he can find what he wants there.

If the eye can see, it's not far. Even if Cao Hong hid his strength, he just trotted all the way, and less than twenty minutes later, he had already stepped into this dilapidated rest stop.

It is not quite accurate to say that it is dilapidated, to be exact, it should be desolate.

Judging from the decay of the wooden signboard, it has not been maintained for at least three years.

"Anyone?"

Standing at the gate, Cao Hong shouted.

The ground was so clean that Cao Hong instinctively sensed that someone should be here.

I waited quietly for a while, but did not answer.

Cao Hong thought about it, reached out and took out a cigarette and hung it in his mouth, popped out the lighter and lit it in a chic manner, and after taking two puffs leisurely, he walked slowly towards the parking lot.

It's been three or five years since this biochemical doomsday plane, and all kinds of resources have definitely been reduced to a minimum. If there are people inside, seeing Cao Hong alone, and having a scarce resource such as cigarettes in his hand, it is estimated that there are few who can't hold back.

This road is a state-level highway, except for the middle road, the left and right sides are mostly loess. So this parking lot is not so particular, it is just a large piece of flattened land.

There were quite a few cars in the parking lot, but most of them had been stacked up to make a barrier from the wind and sand, with only a few beat-up pickups and small trailers in the middle. Judging from the thick sand and dust on the glass, it is estimated that no one has touched it for a while.

Stretched out his hand and wiped the window of a small pickup truck, and saw that the parts inside were generally complete, so he reached out and opened the door directly.

"Hey! Stay away from my car! ”

Hearing a loud cheer from behind, a smile appeared on the corner of Cao Hong's mouth.

Turning his head, he saw a big man with a long beard, holding a shotgun facing him from a distance.

Looking up and down, there is now a woman on the roof of the building holding a card desk machine and a gun, and two people on the motel sign are also holding guns. Cao Hong raised his hand wisely.

"I thought there was no one here!"

With Cao Hong's current eyesight strength, he could naturally clearly see that the muzzle of the machine gun in the woman's hand on the roof of the building had rusted to death. But he still didn't move.

The burying big man walked over step by step, and while looking up at Cao Hong, Cao Hong was also looking at him.

Thin!

That's the first word that comes to mind.

The bones on the big man's face and neck are already clearly visible. The jaws protruded, the skin on his face was old and chapped, and the hand holding the hunting gun couldn't help but tremble slightly, although it was trying to be as steady as possible. The green tendons on both hands were about to turn purple. You don't need makeup to play the starving ghost.

The burying man looked at the cigarette on Cao Hong's mouth, took a hard breath, and said, "Give me your cigarette, and then get out of my territory!" ”

Cao Hong smiled, took out the pack of cigarettes and threw it over.

The burying man subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and Cao Hong suddenly moved.

The lightning bolt pounced in front of the big man, raised his foot and kicked the shotgun in his hand away, quickly pulled out the wire rope from his wrist, wrapped it around his neck twice, and dragged his whole person in front of him with a hard pull, and used his body to block the muzzles of the two people on the billboard.

Feet clamped on the pack of cigarettes on the ground little by little, his right hand quickly reached out and grabbed it, Cao Hong smiled and put the pack of cigarettes in the pocket of the shabby jacket of the burying man, and said, "Sir, your cigarette is off!" ”

The burying man stretched out his hand to clasp the wire rope around his neck, not daring to move, his eyes were dead and calm. It wasn't until he saw Cao Hongzhen giving him cigarettes that his eyes became a little energetic. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "What do you want to do?" ”

"You see, I need a car!" Cao Hong often spit out a puff of cigarette and said, "It's better to have a tank of oil!" ”

"It wasn't possible then! All the gas in the entire hostel added up to not ten gallons, and filling up the tank was absolutely delusional. The big man took a deep breath, as if he wanted to enjoy as much as he could before the smoke cleared in the air. Coupled with his image, he looks like a big smoker.

Cao Hong stuffed his cigarette into the mouth of the burying big man and said softly, "Hey, man, I don't want to make trouble." The world has become this damn way it is, and we humans shouldn't kill each other. I need a long run, I need a car, can you help me? ”

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