Two scrap coins per person per day, and a dozen tents would provide her with a good income.

While she was happily counting the scrap coins, a stout man walked in from outside, wearing ornate armor and a helmet, unable to see clearly, but carrying a shotgun and a hammer behind his back.

As soon as the man came up, he opened the portrait in his hand and opened his mouth to ask, "Have you seen this person?" I heard that I just moved in today. ”

The portrait depicts a handsome man with a high nose bridge and a nose ring, and his hair is a ponytail.

The proprietress immediately noticed that the index finger of the man's right hand in front of her had disappeared, and she was slightly afraid of the wound, and replied in a low voice:

"Heavy Wasteland" Chapter 309: Hot Pot is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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