Bai Lang, who returned with the booty, also encountered a steam truck on the road, which carried the trophy of a pig-shaped beast that was as large as an elephant, and on both sides of the truck there were relatively small four-wheeled steam cars, on which sat a team hunting in the wilderness.

Bai Lang said a few kind words, took out some of the loot and got a chance to hitchhike, he carried a large bag, carried a large flamethrower and cylinders and got onto a four-wheeled steam truck - of course, the large trolls were given to the captain of the team as a price.

The other party is also very happy, of course, he can't have bad intentions - if a person can get such a trophy, then this person is definitely not simple, and it is not easy for anyone who can break into the steam zone of the red circle single-handedly, if there is any conflict, it seems that they are more likely to be killed.

The troll in his hand confirmed this - the troll was so large that it was almost impossible for a person to lift it up and control it, and the bullet was like a carrot, and its power must not be underestimated. In fact, this bullet captain knew at a glance that he must go to the weapon store to order, and the price should be worth the money at the same time.

With such a large bullet and enough in the bullet head for all kinds of special treatments, the gun is generally delicate but seems to be very durable, and the captain of the hunting party has never seen a similar weapon, but he casually knows how dangerous the prey with this weapon can be.

So the tall man in front of him, his cheeks were blue because of the fibrous roots, his short hair was stiff on his head, and he had hanging eyebrows, he was definitely a murderer like his face, although he looked grinning now, but it still made people chill.

The captain didn't want to refuse such a guy, so he could only secretly ask everyone to pay attention not to mess with him, and let him go to the stronghold together in a car - just to cause trouble, that is also a headache for the bigwigs in the stronghold. For example, the sheriff is a character that everyone doesn't like very much.

Bai Lang sat leisurely in the car body, and the truck carried him all the way, slower than he did his light skills, "It will probably take three or four days, and this is still the closest steam zone to the stronghold." He muttered, then slung his backpack behind his back and fell asleep in the body.

The convoy had no one to threaten him, as he could tell from the sight of the convoy - the weapons of these men were nothing more than rifles and pistols with black powder bullets, and machetes with small and strange parts. I heard that this thing was accelerated by gunpowder, and Bai Lang felt that it was definitely a suicide weapon.

These people are also bulging, not only cowboy dress, but also a lot of body armor or armor-like things on their bodies, anyway, they look like they have ancient and modern Chinese and foreign styles. Bai Lang didn't want to talk to them more, these people might change anytime and anywhere, maybe they were the last time they were sold in a bar.

Men change from women to women, this is really uncertain, the world is twisted and changeable. Bai Lang was asleep, and no one dared to disturb him. When these people were camping, they also let Bai Lang sleep in the car and didn't go to him - this kind of strongman, if he can have less contact, he will have less contact.

Bai Lang is also a good sleeper, and he slept for three days in one breath, in which the breath was endless, and he only breathed once a minute. When the convoy arrived at the stronghold, Bai Lang also woke up directly with his eyes open, he grabbed his backpack refreshed, jumped out of the car after saying hello, and entered the underground stronghold from the main entrance.

The two old guys still looked like they had drunk too much, and when they saw Bai Lang walking in, they didn't even see it, and they didn't even raise their eyelids. "Will these two be changed?" Bai Lang glanced at the two old men and walked into the stairs.

This time he went to the equipment store with all his knowledge, and when he saw that the shopkeeper and the counter lady inside had changed into different faces, it was not strange at all. Even if the shopkeeper becomes a dog who can speak human words, Bai Lang only thinks that it is a dog demon.

"It turns out that it's not just people who can be exchanged, even dogs are not immune. Bai Lang thought calmly, and then threw his backpack on the counter, "Estimate the price." ”

The steel flamethrower was also thrown on the counter, and the boss was very excited to circle the flamethrower and the open backpack on all fours. Even the boss had never seen that weird skin, so he could only ask Bai Lang to introduce him or two. "Oh, I guess I met it here, and steam trucks and steam tanks. What do you think is the special purpose of this skin? Does fire protection count? This thing has not been burned by more than a thousand degrees of flames. Bai Lang shook the skin.

The skin is about a centimeter thick and very tough. The counter lady couldn't break this skin with a knife stab and scratch, and the malleability of this skin is also very good in Bai Lang, at least it can be stretched three or four times without breaking. So it's a very good armor material, and the owner of the equipment store says he has the ability to cut the leather.

The flamethrower is even more powerful, and it is a complex thing that needs to be filled with a specially made combustion liquid made of pulverized coal - but all of this, including pressurized injection, can be directly filled with coal. That's right, this thing made up of three cylinders more than one person tall is actually a steam automatic machine.

After the coal is filled, it will be burned under a small boiler, and after the steam is pressurized, a small pulverizer is driven to crush the coal, and then the gas cylinder is pressurized, and then the ghost knows how to liquefy the pulverized coal, absorb the moisture in the air and constantly add liquid to replenish itself, and finally it becomes a flamethrower that can be sprayed all the time.

This completely unscientific but very steamy thing was finally sold for a high price with the skin - Bai Lang didn't know how happy the boss would be with that Shiba Inu's face, but he could sense the difference in the atmosphere, and knew that he must have been made a big deal by this boss - but this was already the maximum price the boss could give, and he almost emptied the safe in the equipment store and gave Bai Lang the money.

Bai Lang also spent a lot of money, bought a lot of things and put them in a big backpack, and then sold the nectar of the cannibal flower to recover a sum of money, and the equipment store was empty, whether it was working capital or rare goods, it was sold. Bai Lang took the money and entered the weapons shop - the change in this shop is a little more exaggerated.

Because whether it's a store manager or a clerk, it's a cat. And it's the kind of fat orange cat.

The cat's eyes are very sharp, and if you look at it, it is a guy with a combat power of at least 100,000, much stronger than the owner of the Shiba Inu equipment store. "What weapon do you need this guest, we're here to meet your greatest needs!"

Bai Lang tugged at the jacket on his body, and a sense of absurdity surged in his heart, "The days when those fresh-clothed and angry horses were masters and the current life of a wilderness garbage guy are really indescribable?