In the eastern interior of the continent lies a wasteland called the 'Land of Chaos', which is the size of a principality but has not even a decent city, and the few towns that are not even as rich as the larger villages in Essin.

Because the terrain on all sides is either a mountain or a desert, no country has taken a fancy to this resource-poor land for a long time, and the terrain that is difficult to defend is a textbook taboo in military operations, so although the land is vast, it has not developed into the territory of any country, as if it was banished to a corner of nothingness by the gods, so it is also called 'exile land'.

In such an environment, except for a few primitive tribes that maintain a nomadic and wandering life, few normal people can survive here, because the uncle does not care for the embarrassing situation of grandma and does not love, but it has become a refuge for thieves, robbers, fugitives and other extremely vicious people, entrenched here to survive and steal.

Of course, there are also some outlaws who believe in wealth and danger to come here with goods to run a pitiful business, as long as you can live to see the sun rising the next morning, the living materials in your hands that are usually here but are in short supply outside have been exchanged for valuable utensils in the palace of the unknown country, the rewards and risks are equally important, of course, you have to have your life to get out of here alive, because other outsiders like you also discount the same idea as you, but the bargaining chips they use to exchange are probably the knives in their hands and your life。

There is no law, killing is order, and the villains are in charge, and fists are etiquette. It's hard to have a moment of relaxation and peace in such an environment, and of course Zod is not included here.

After three days of driving, I finally saw a tavern that looked like a spot, and the necessary rest was more or less relaxing.

As he drank the coarse ale from his glass one by one, Zod's eyes seemed to be a little distracted.

How many years have passed! I have regained this familiar feeling, and the sense of crisis of not being able to sleep every day is obviously tormenting my body and eyes, but there is still a trembling desire that constantly stimulates my brain and makes people inexplicably excited.

A smile subconsciously appeared on his face, but he looked so ruthless under the gaze that became a little hazy at some point, but it was this kind of performance that made a few murderers behind the bar and other seats take back the gaze that was originally placed on him, intuition and experience tell them that they generally behave like this are ruthless characters, and the first rule of survival in this land is not to provoke ruthless characters.

You don't have to look to detect the changes in the people around you, and Zode is glad that his skills have not degraded, but he is still not sure whether he will be able to successfully survive this crisis.

While he was secretly thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that someone was walking towards him, and when he looked up, he saw a middle-aged businessman dressed as a businessman and a young man next to him.

"Thank you, hero, for your care along the way! If it weren't for your generosity, we would have died in Huangquan long ago, and our master and servant are here to toast you with a glass of wine to express our heartfelt gratitude and respect. ”

Looking at the merchant who respectfully handed over the wine glass, Zod, who originally wanted to refuse, took the wine glass and said indifferently after skimming the extremely reluctant young man behind him:

"It's just the right time, there's nothing to thank for, it's just that this is not the place for people like you to come, and leaving quickly is the right choice!"

"I can handle it without you!"

"Shut up for me!" The young man behind the merchant grabbed it and interjected, but was reprimanded mercilessly, turned his head, and the middle-aged man hurriedly apologized to Zode.

"Don't take this hero to heart, the young man has never seen the world and doesn't know the rules, I will teach him a good lesson when I go back!"

"It's okay!" said Zord, smiling, remembering when he met the two men on his way into the Exiled Lands two days ago, and that wagons with goods would be the primary target of raids, and merchants would not have sent their goods on the road without bodyguards and guards.

Although it is rare for young men to act as guards, it is not unusual for them to achieve their goals. This young man called Jay is a good martial artist, and he can maintain the situation in the face of four or five fierce robbers, and the most rare thing is that he also exudes a fierceness and ferocity that does not match his age in his behavior, which makes Zod seem to see the shadow of his youth from him for a while.

So this made him interested in helping the other party when he was in a crisis of invincibility, although this half a year has made his murderous nature have converged a lot, but after all, he is not a kind person like his own boss, and he would never have done this kind of thankless thing if he had put it before.

"My words are all from experience, just because you will never survive here, of course, it is your freedom or not, I will say it all!"

After speaking, he threw the empty wine glass into the other party's arms, which was equivalent to an eviction order.

"Hero, this is something I was trying to discuss with you...... I have tried all my belongings this time to get a chance to make money here, and I am really unwilling to give up like this, if you want, can I hire you to protect my trip here?

Looking at the merchant's eager and humble energy, Zod couldn't help but laugh:

"I heard you right, you want to hire me to protect you? I don't think you've got a mistake!"

As he spoke, Zod's face changed instantly, and his clever eyes and cold tone made the atmosphere around him drop to freezing point in an instant:

"It's not a safe thing to have me around, if it's just the two of you, it's really very likely to die, but if you add me...... Surely you will die!

Even then, did you decide to pay me for it?"

As if he was shocked by the cold air emitted by Zod, the middle-aged merchant staggered back two steps for a while, but the young guard who was originally blocked behind was not affected, but stepped forward and said with a stubborn face:

"Don't brag nonsense! But if you look a little fierce, you think you can scare people? Who wants to hire you, I don't think you look like a good person, so you should worry a little more about your own life!"

Zode naturally doesn't take the young man's childish and cruel words as a thing, and he rarely feels funny, and he originally wanted to make a joke about the kid in front of him again, but his heart suddenly tightened, and he changed color:

"If you want to live, get out of here with your boss!"

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly and tried to leave the tavern, but when he turned around, he found that a group of uninvited guests with black scarves and masked faces had entered the door.

It's too late to dodge!

(End of chapter)