Chapter 19: Making Great Contributions (Seeking Collection)

On the earthy yellow weathered rock, gas masks set up long blood guns, staring at the west.

Erin came up the slope and asked, "How's it going?" ”

The gas mask raised its palms and gestured repeatedly.

Erin nodded slightly: "People can't see anymore?" It's all open land ahead, and we can't go any further and keep a close eye on that side! ”

Later, Zhang Fu, who was tied to the horse, also went up to the weathered rock, Erin didn't seem to see it, and took out a rusty mechanical pocket watch from the leather pocket and opened it: "Once there is a situation over there, I will immediately go to rescue people, and you are responsible for remote support." ”

The gas mask still didn't speak, but clenched his fist and nodded.

Zhang Fu used to go out to Sweetwater Town often, knowing that there are too many things that need to be risked in this world, and a stable life does not depend on shrinking, and asked, "What do you need me to do?" ”

Erin dusted off her short red hair: "Pick me up here." ”

Zhang Fu should come down in one bite.

Suddenly, Erin felt her heart and looked up at the sky, where a large bird-like creature flew by, flapping its wings and turning in a circle, stopping at a dead tree.

It's so far away that no one else notices.

But Erin had excellent eyesight and could make out vaguely that it was a creature that looked like a giant bat.

Glancing over, no longer looking over there, she seemed to be unwell, and suddenly pressed her left hand near the right chest line, gently and slowly rubbing.

In the distance to the east, Duchy and the militia were marching rapidly, and all the staff were silent.

…………

"Sacrificial wine!" The big chin came over with a special pentagram badge and handed it to the sacrificial wine: "The thing is right, it is Lao Huo's, and the code is also correct, I searched the body and confiscated the weapon." ”

Looking at the badge, it was indeed true, the sacrificial wine went down the gravel pile, and stopped more than ten meters away from Zhuo Cheng: "Are you Lao Huo's internal response in Sweetwater Town?" Why didn't Lao Huo come? ”

Zhuo Cheng touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Lao Huo told me that I can only tell the sacrificial wine." ”

Before he came, he had asked that the highest status of the Wilderness Bandits was the sacrificial wine of the Flying Goat.

The bandits are fierce but scattered, and the people around the sacrificial wine are the real core combat force.

The black helmet sacrificial wine was a little impatient: "I am, if you have something to say, hurry up." ”

"Ahh Zhuo Cheng stopped in the overgrown place, sneezed, wiped his nose with the rag in his hand, and threw it on the ground: "Lao Huo has entered Sweetwater Town!" ”

The wind blew, and the wild grass under the feet came from above, and a red umbrella quietly took root.

Zhuo Cheng quickly said the wording that he had made up in advance: "In the back mountain of Sweet Water Town, there is actually a natural cave, which can be bypassed from the back mountain through the underground, Lao Huo is not at ease, I took him through, Lao Huo is now guarding the exit of the town, let me come and lead the way." ”

The head unconsciously turned to the west to see the sun, and his neck was tightly controlled: "The cave is natural, there are many forks, and people who are not familiar with it are easy to get lost, so Lao Huo asked me to be responsible for leading the way." ”

At first glance, this sounds like a lot of reason.

After a little deliberation on the sacrificial wine, the bandit group was able to break through the singularity camp, relying on the combination of the inside and the outside.

Without internal response, it will be difficult to break through Sweetwater.

There is more than one team sent by the altar to loot supplies, and it is only one of them that attacks Sweetwater, and if you want to rank a little higher on the main festival, you have to speak by merit and materials.

Zhuo Cheng would not be so stupid as to think that people could fully believe him, what he wanted was to find the core of the thief group, and then delay it a little longer.

The whip took out a lice from the beard, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, reminding: "Sacrificial wine, we haven't seen Lao Huo's inner ......"

Zhuo Cheng hurriedly said: "I have been friends with Lao Huo for many years, and he has a daughter at the altar who is a maid for the high priest......"

wanted to delay time, so he simply said a lot of Lao Huo's private things.

The big chin was closer to Lao Huo, and said: "Sacrificial wine, most of what he said is right!" ”

The sacrificial wine raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Cheng, the sun that was about to set shone on his bare head, the reflection was uncomfortable, and he was already suspicious, and said: "Come on, break his two legs and carry him!" ”

Zhuo waited for a while, and shouted loudly: "Sacrificial wine, wronged!" I've done it for the Wilderness Bandits, I've shed blood for the Flying Goats! ”

The people on the left and right were about to make a move, but before the iron rod could be lifted, the people fell to the ground, and only the red umbrella was left in their eyes.

"A gold chain you grabbed this time is hidden in the crotch of your pants and tied to the second child!" The long-haired one chewed red mushrooms and squirted juice: "I'll do it tonight!" Even your dick is cut! ”

Another short-haired one was furious: "Lao Tzu has long wanted to cut off your head as a urinal!" ”

In just a few breaths, these two people revealed their true thoughts to each other, and became enemies of life and death!

If you weren't busy eating red mushrooms, you would be pinched to death immediately!

Almost at the same moment, the sacrificial wine in the black sheep's horn helmet sensed that something was wrong: "Go!" ”

There was no response.

The bearded man who called the whip chewed the mushroom and looked coldly at the sacrificial wine: "Self-made fool who is wise, you think I don't know that you provoke it?" I'm just putting up with you for the time being, and I'm going to cut off your head when I find an opportunity, how can I be a sacrificial wine if you don't die? How do you stand on the altar and enjoy the blessing of the flying goats during the Flying Goat Festival? ”

The big chin mouth was split to the ear, and two red mushrooms were stuffed in one go, probably with a big advantage in the mouth, and he didn't delay speaking: "You two are waste!" I didn't even know about the inhibitory drugs I ate, and I thought the complications were serious, which was ridiculous! Eat! Eat! Sooner or later, I will eat you to death! ”

The sacrificial wine walked out a few steps, knelt on the ground, pulled out a red mushroom, and ate fragrantly: "Your deputies are all my people, as long as I want to, I want your life at any time!" I originally wanted to keep you and continue to use it, but I had to kill you today! ”

Zhuo Cheng was not idle, and like everyone else around him, he threw himself on the ground and grabbed red mushrooms.

The main thing is to protect the main body of the red mushroom from being pulled out.

At the same time, first stabilize and observe.

The words of the sacrificial wine are not finished: "Whip, I will send your sister to the altar to serve the high sacrificial wine, and you will serve me." You think she's gone to the altar, naΓ―ve! We took turns to taste her taste! ”

He said to the big chin again, "Your mother was sold by my father to a slave owner, and I used a small amount of the proceeds to exchange for the bowl of rice that saved you." ”

Zhuo Cheng has been paying attention to the movement over there, and he can't admire it at the moment, the trio of this thief group is really a family that loves each other.

But think of the names of the Wilderness Bandits, the reputation of being the most vicious among the scavengers, and how can they be expected to be grand thieves?

The whip was in a hurry, no matter how vicious the person was, there might be something soft, he plucked a red mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth, and roared to the sky: "Xiaocao, bring the brothers over, slaughter the sacrificial wine and the big chin, and start Lao Tzu as sacrificial wine today!" ”

As he spoke, he was busy picking a red mushroom.

Except for the bald heads, the people who stay here are now true temperaments, and the sacrificial wine and big chin are also shouting while eating mushrooms.

The people outside didn't understand what the people here were doing squatting and lying on their stomachs, and when they heard the bosses calling, they picked up their weapons one by one and ran this way, ran into the area of influence of the red mushrooms, threw away their weapons and lay on the ground to pick up mushrooms.

The trio who love each other keeps shouting.

Not long after, within a radius of dozens of meters, a group of big men were lying on the ground picking mushrooms.

Zhuo Cheng took a look at it, this can't be done, you have to see blood, fire and death, so that the situation can be completely uncontrollable.

Now, the big guys are busy picking mushrooms to eat, and if they want to kill them, they can only let their mouths open.

Zhuo Cheng took advantage of the three gangs of people to play with true temperament and real men, lying on the ground and strangling the neck of a person next to him, directly twisting his cervical vertebrae.

Covering the twisted object, he took off the man's clothes and put them on, and ripped off a rag to wrap around the conspicuous bald head.

Then he put away the twist, wrapped it and stuffed it into his pocket, ready to leave while there was chaos.

The red mushrooms quickly withered and withered, and the mushroom pickers were suddenly stunned for a moment, and their consciousness quickly recovered, but the memories were all there, and they were not sure whether to do it immediately.

Zhuo Cheng picked up a knife on the ground and stabbed a person in front of him, who immediately screamed and jumped up: "Someone cut me!" Do it! ”

The three gangs had just freed up a big belly to tell the truth, their eyes were red, and when they heard the screams, they all went to touch their weapons.

Zhuo Cheng jumped up, raised his knife in his hand, cut down a person, and shouted: "Kill! ”

As soon as the blood came out, the scene was no longer controllable, and the sound of collision and screams soon became one.

Zhuo Cheng touched the blood on the knife, wiped it on his face, and ran out.

The depression turned into a chaotic war, and every now and then knives and axes and the like were chopped over, but fortunately, the Extraordinary Twisters were a minority of the few, and they could all be trapped in the center of the chaos.

When he was about to run out of the depression, more than 20 people wearing black horn helmets came over, Zhuo Cheng was reluctant to continue to entangle, thinking that the sacrificial wine was wearing a black helmet, he had an idea, and his face was bloody: "Quick!" Hurry up and support the sacrificial wine! ”

There was a leader in the gang who stared at Zhuo Cheng viciously, and pointed the knife in his hand: "He is a dog who sacrifices wine!" Kill him, brothers! ”

More than 20 people rushed over, Zhuo Cheng couldn't stand it, turned around and ran, kicked over the people in front of him, and shouted: "Where are the brothers who sacrificed wine, come to reinforcements, and go to save the sacrifice wine together!" ”

The one in the back who was kicked down by him was full of grievances: "I am the one who sacrifices wine......"

Before he finished speaking, his head was cut off by the people who rushed over.

Sacrificial wine is the number one person in the thief group, and the number of people who support it is the largest, hearing Zhuo Cheng's shout, nearly thirty hulala ran over: "Gather, gather here, let's go and save the sacrificial wine together!" ”

Zhuo Cheng understood when he heard it, and pointed the knife back in his hand: "They are going to kill the sacrificial wine, we will cut them down first!" ”

At this moment, he took the lead: "Brothers, follow me!" ”

The bandits of the wilderness are all ruthless people, and when they see someone leading the charge, they immediately follow.

Zhuo Cheng saw the people on both sides chasing after him, slowed down his feet, and waited until they handed over, then he rushed forward again, and smashed out with all his strength, and the person on the opposite side blocked with a knife, and the knife was smashed directly.

He had not practiced knives much, and was used to smashing people with a hammer, using the knife in his hand as a hammer, and smashing the second knife on people's heads.

The guy had a knife in his skull and fell.

Zhuo Cheng took the opportunity to break away from the melee, rushed out of the depression, and hurriedly ran back.

As he ran, he suddenly turned his head to look at the sun in the west.

Zhuo Cheng slapped his neck, turned his head hard, and removed the rags on his head, revealing a conspicuous big bald head.

Erin, Zhang Fu, and gas masks were behind him, and the mayor of the town should have arrived with a large army.

The gas mask has a long gun, which is too wrongful to misunderstand the identity and take a shot.

After running a short distance, there was a heartbeat-like sound ahead, and a faint red mist rose in the wind.

Soon, Erin rushed over on a blood energy motorcycle, and stopped in front of Zhuo Cheng with a flick of her tail: "Get in the car." ”

This is not the time to be polite, Zhuo Cheng jumped into the car: "Let's go!" ”

Erin, driving her motorcycle, asked, "Messed up?" ”

Zhuo Cheng wiped the brown-red hair from his nose: "They are in full swing, let's not go to join in the fun, wait until they have done enough for each other." ”

Erin frowned, "That sounds a little weird to you. ”

Zhuo Cheng wiped the blood on his face: "Don't worry about the side details. ”

Driving on the gravel-covered Gobi Desert, the muscles wrapped in the wheels of the motorcycle are in no way inferior to professional off-road tires.

Zhuo Cheng asked curiously: "Erin, what are the tires made of?" ”

Erin suddenly laughed: "The muscles of the muscle-skin twister! ”

Zhuo Cheng was silent instantly.