"Yes, yes, it's a delivery service, haha!" Billy and the group walked over to the rabbit behind him, which was full of goods, and began to pull it off.

"Stop......" Yiyun jumped off the rabbit camel to stop it, and before he could get out of his roar, he was kicked aside by Billy, and then the villain laughed and smashed a copper coin into Yiyun's face: "God Harila doesn't allow anything that hasn't paid a price, oh, I've paid for it." Haha!"

Yoshiyun struggled to his feet from the ground, glaring at Billy's group and clenching his fists.

"Help me up......" was about to rush over desperately to stop Billy from snatching the goods, but suddenly he felt something grab his foot, and when he looked down, he saw the old man with a bloody face, and tried to open his eyes, which were swollen to the point that only a slit remained, and stared at him.

Looking at the old man who was ragged, covered in blood, and unrecognizable, Yiyun wondered if he would choke his breath immediately after saying this, but he still leaned over and helped the old man up.

"Good. The old man hugged Yiyun tightly, swallowed his Adam's apple with difficulty and gasped, and said in the young man's ear with difficulty: "Obeying the old man's orders is the beginning of all good luck, boy, what is your name?"

"Yiyun? When Yiyun said the name, his expression became even more depressed.

The old man was slightly stunned, in the rainbow wilderness, "Saunders" is the surname of the gift of the god Harila, and it is the exclusive "lucky surname" for those children who are born without the care of their parents.

"Freeman Quint. A smile appeared on the old man's swollen face: "You are really a lucky little fellow, come, help me to the back of the rabbit." ”

Yiyun was at a loss to watch Billy's men tear the goods off the back of the rabbit camel, he couldn't bear it anymore, yes, if these goods were snatched away by them, there was no doubt that he would be killed by the boss Graydy when he returned to the Big Tree Tavern, he clenched his fists, and his nails were stabbed into the flesh of his palms due to the hard work. Yiyun yelled: "You ......"

One palm covered his mouth, the other pulled him back, and Billy and the others glanced at him with disdain, laughing and looting the goods.

"Help me to the hunchback. Freeman stared at him. Yiyun was so much in charge, and he rushed towards Billy's people with all his might, and he had only one thought in his heart, to fight with these villains, even if he was killed. As long as you can bite off one of their fingers, it's fine.

Yiyun broke free from the old man, rushed forward a few steps, heard a weak ** behind him, turned around and saw Freeman fall on the yellow sand, after thinking about it, he walked back again, and lifted the old man up again with a resentful expression, and then silently sent Freeman all the way to the rabbit's humpback.

"Don't be so reluctant, boy. Finding death by yourself, in this rainbow wilderness. Only the black beetle that pushes the dung ball will do it. Freeman hugged the hunch and sat down, then leaned over to Yiyun's ear, "Now, you can do what you want." When Yiyun didn't notice it, the old man's palms glowed with a faint trace of purple, which quickly wrapped around his whole body.

"Do what I want...... Yiyun looked at Freeman suspiciously, the first thing the old man said was obvious persuasion, but the second sentence changed his words, as if encouraging him to go to those villains to die.

Freeman smiled softly, pulling at the bruised bruises on his face, making the old man grin in pain. Freeman gasped and reached out to pat Yiyun on the shoulder: "Remember, transformation is often only in an instant, when the black beetle is burning. If the flame is extinguished, the black beetle will be able to drink the fragrant ghee. Go ahead, the lights are out, but you don't have much time, remember. You only have a chance to throw a punch, a punch, no matter what happens, come back immediately, whip this rabbit camel and leave!"

"A punch?" Yiyun looked at Freeman in confusion.

The old man coughed violently: "Go quickly, hit your fist with the same strength as when you clenched it." ”

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound, and Billy's men shouted triumphantly, "Haha, it's Magma, unmixed Magma!" They had already dragged a barrel from the rabbit's hump, and Diesel smashed it open, and the smell of wine overflowed, and the guys all screamed with joy, and Yiyun was in great pain.

The goods brought back from the Red Sun Station, several bags of dried fruit and food were tied to the bottom with bags, and on top were four wine barrels, one filled with unmixed Magma wine, and the other three were empty barrels;

When he saw Billy and his gang looting the goods, Yiyun still secretly prayed to the god Harila in his heart, so that these guys would snatch all the empty wine barrels, but they never expected that they would turn over the barrels full of wine at once.

If you delay for a while, Grady may only deduct her own pitiful salary, snatch a few empty barrels or a bag of dried fruits, and the boss will at most beat him up, but if such a full barrel of Magma is snatched away, according to Grady's temperament, it will definitely peel Yiyun and cramp!

Thinking of this, Yiyun's face turned pale, and he didn't care about Freeman's nonsense, so he rushed over directly: "Don't touch that barrel of wine!"

"Haha, you little Sanders wild seed, what should I do, do I still need your consent?" Billy glanced back at Yiyun with disdain, and with a slight wave of his hand, Diesel stepped forward to meet Yiyun, his fist covered with dark red Magma wine, which had been soaked when he smashed open the barrel just now.

Diesel is the son of the butcher of Hatura Village, Old Pig, since a few years ago when Old Pigg was sucked dry by blood worms, he has been fighting with Billy and others, with his strong physique, he is the leader of this group, Yiyun's height only reaches his chest, and his body is only one-third of Diesel.

"Hey, hey. Diesel grinned, his face trembling, he licked the Magma wine on his fist, and then spat on the ground: "Little wild seed, I prefer the slimy feeling of blood sticking to my fist than Macgma wine. ”

"Diesel, smash him in the face with a punch!"

Billy's group, after each of them had poured a few sips of Macgma by the barrel, looked excited, and shouted as if they were watching a fight.

A scorching sun hung overhead, and the yellow sand was hot. (To be continued.) )