"Isn't that the garbage boy? ”

As soon as Gu Hao walked out of the Yueyuan Xiuzhen garbage disposal area, a group of young people dressed as hooligans blocked his way. Each person holds a two-finger-sized, one-meter-long stick in their hands.

The Spirit Flow Stick, which is a simple magic weapon, only depicts a simple spirit transfer rune, and when activated, it can produce 120 spirit units. The spiritual flow of 120 spirit units was useless to cultivators, but it was able to paralyze ordinary treasure hunters. Paralysis but does not hurt people, this is a necessary tool for thugs to block the road and rob, fight and fight.

The little thug with the spirit flow stick quickly surrounded Gu Hao. The leader was a young man with yellow hair and an unconventional appearance, with a wicked smile on his face, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a bad person.

Gu Hao habitually protected the rag bag in his hand, stared at the eight young people in front of him, and his body retreated unconsciously. The people in front of him, don't think about it, are all running for the cloth bag in his arms. In Longshan City, these people specially squatted on the road on the outskirts of the garbage mountain to snatch the cloth bags of the treasure pickers. In the past five years of living by picking up magic weapons, Gu Hao has been robbed of the cloth bag by the group of people in front of him countless times. When you're not lucky, your income will be wasted in a day.

All the treasure hunters hated such a group of hooligans, even if the Longshan Garrison arrested them and came out again after ten days, and the Garrison Department didn't have so much energy to manage them. With the thin body of the treasure hunter, he couldn't withstand their beating at all. The best option to encounter a hooligan is to find a way to escape.

Gu Hao slowly moved the position under his feet, not daring to make any big moves, in case he was discovered by the group of hooligans in front of him. He is a master of escape, but the situation in front of him is very unoptimistic. The eight hooligans looked at Gu Hao with a sneer, as if he was already in the bag, and their eyes lit up looking at the cloth bag that Gu Hao was carrying.

"What do you want to do?" Looking at Huang Mao, who was slowly approaching him, Gu Hao looked vigilant.

Gu Hao's mind was wandering, thinking of a way to get out. There is only one chance, and if he doesn't escape once, he will get nothing and will be beaten badly. Therefore, Gu Hao had to pay attention to the movements of the eight people at all times and seize the slightest chance to escape.

"Garbage boy, our brothers are very reasonable, and they pay half of the magic weapon by themselves, and it should be the protection fee, otherwise don't blame us for being polite. The yellow-haired man who took the lead sneered lightly, and the thin Gu Hao, in front of him, was simply a turtle in an urn: "You escaped last few times, but this time I didn't have such good luck." ”

"You only need half of it?" Gu Hao's eyes rolled, still vigilant.

The only way to escape from the encirclement of these hooligans is for these people to let their guard down so that he can have a chance to escape.

"The brothers won't kill them all, think about it, the patience of the brothers is not good. Huang Mao rubbed his fists and slowly approached Gu Hao.

"I can give it to you. Gu Hao couldn't help but take a step back and put his hand into the cloth bag.

"I like it. Huang Mao smiled coldly and put down his fist: "I have let you escape so many times, but this time you are not so lucky." Take the bag myself, I'll pick it myself. ”

"Who are you?" Gu Hao suddenly raised his head at the moment when Huang Mao's hand was put down, looking behind Huang Mao with a panicked expression.

His sudden reaction made the yellow hair's hair stand on end, and he hurriedly turned to look behind him. The other subordinates also looked behind Huang Mao. There was no figure behind him except for the tall barren grass.

"Boy, you're trying to lie to me. Huang Mao was furious and turned back suddenly.

Boom......

The moment Huang Mao turned around, he felt that his eyes were white and full of white light, and his head was dizzy.

"Don't let him run anymore. Huang Mao shouted angrily.

However, just a second later, when they regained their eyesight, they found that Gu Hao had already disappeared.

"Damn, there, chase. Huang Mao scolded angrily and rushed over.

"Don't run, stop. The little brother who followed the yellow hair, after seeing Gu Hao's back, he shouted loudly.

"Don't run away from you, sister, save some strength to chase people. Hearing the shouts of his subordinates, Huang Mao's head exploded and he roared angrily.

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Gu Hao gritted his teeth, ignored the shouting behind him, and ran wildly as hard as he could, the target was the barren grass not far away. As long as he rushes into there, he has any hope of escaping. Now he can't keep running for a long time with his physical fitness, and if he is caught up, he will be greeted by a violent beating and today's hard work. One is not good, and it is possible to be killed. He had seen treasure pickers beaten to death by thugs, and he was afraid, but he was not willing to give away what he had worked so hard to get in vain.

He knew that if he was weak once, these thugs would pestering him and snatching something from him every time. In their eyes, weakness means being a bully. Among the treasure hunters, there are some people who are entangled, so every time they get the magic weapon, they have to give them some.

Gu Hao didn't dare to relax in any way, a slack meant danger, and if he wanted to live in this environment, he must know how to run away desperately. His chest was rising and falling like a bellows, his head was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and his hands and feet felt a little numb and mechanical.

One more second! One more second!

Gu Hao kept reminding himself in his heart, seeing that the wild grass was getting closer and closer to him, he still didn't dare to relax in any way.

The moment he approached the barren grass, Gu Hao's body pounced, and the whole person disappeared into the grass. As soon as he landed on the ground, Gu Hao's body was short, and his hands and feet crawled into the depths of the barren grass.

"No, no, no... Alright,, he ran away again, and the next time I see him, I'll kill him. Huang Mao ran to the edge of the barren grass, holding his knees with both hands, panting like a cow, looking at the barren grass, looking a little unwilling.

"I didn't expect this kid...... This is so ...... Slip, big brother, still ...... Are you still chasing after you?" a well-dressed young man also stopped at the edge of the wild grass, his chest rising and falling.

"Chase your sister. Don't let me see him again, or I'll kill him. Huang Mao felt very aggrieved, he intercepted Gu Hao more than 20 times this year, and he was able to catch it at first, but then he was escaped every time.

"Let's go. Huang Mao was a little reluctant to go back the way he came, to intercept the other treasure hunters.

Gu Hao was lying on the wild grass, he really couldn't run, his face was pale due to lack of oxygen in his brain, and his chest rose and fell up and down. He tried his best, and his body was hungry for a day, and he couldn't withstand his consumption like this.

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Gu Hao lay quietly on the barren grass, and did not hear the movement in the barren grass, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The magnesium ball is a one-time magic weapon, the main material is white magnesium powder, which is stimulated by spiritual power, and can burn violently to emit dazzling white light, so that people who are not paying attention will be blind for a short time. The only trace of spiritual power in his body was just enough to stimulate this lowest-level magic weapon. This kind of magic weapon is not very useful, just some small toys, and people who take a little precautions are useless at all. This time he was lucky enough to pick up a magnesium ball in the magic treasure tomb, otherwise it would be impossible to escape the siege of Huang Mao.

Looking at the somewhat dim sky, Gu Hao closed his eyes. Now he is so tired that he doesn't want to move, not even a finger anymore. He was used to this kind of life, and his face did not show a trace of panic, but it was still calm. A quarter of an hour later, the deep protest in his stomach forced him to get up and go back to foraging.

"It's a terrible feeling. Gu Hao held his stomach, grabbed the rag bag on the side, and walked slowly towards Longshan City.