I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

"I have something to ask you."

"Let's go in and talk."

Rosen's hand holding the gun remained unchanged, and the female predator named Bai Xin could see the beam of light condensing in front of the lens in the laser pistol.

He raised his gun and pointed at the garbage mountain nearby.

Although there are few people around here, it is not a suitable place for conversation.

But this move caused the female predator to misunderstand.

She thought that the Rosen people were a brat and wanted to use her for entertainment.

In the wasteland world, teenagers should understand everything.

Thinking of this, Bai Xin immediately twisted her body, trying her best to squeeze the not-so-arrogant curves.

"What are you twisting?"

"Is your skin itchy?"

Rosen scolded coldly.

This result surprised her.

In fact, let alone Rosen, he is cold-tempered.

Even if he was really horny, he wouldn't be interested in a dirty, promiscuous female predator.

Faced with Rosen's scolding, Bai Xin smiled coquettishly.

Then he moved towards the garbage mountain.

Rosen raised his gun behind her, first put away the iron pipe pistol that she had dropped, and then followed him unhurriedly.

Garbage is also divided into many types.

Including domestic waste and mechanical waste.

A lot of molten alloy waste was dumped here.

The smell in the air is complex.

There was a strong rancid smell, as well as the smell of rust and engine oil.

Rosen was a little dizzy at the moment.

The temples on both sides of the forehead were beating "bang bang".

Although the method of using cross-border killings is fast, accurate and cruel, it will put a lot of burden on his spirit.

His [Time Travel] ability relies entirely on the ancient key in his mind, and every time it is activated, it consumes a certain amount of mental energy.

When bringing other creatures across borders, the mental load will suddenly increase several times.

According to this rule, if Rosen brought a Death Claw to [time travel], I am afraid that both the Death Claw and him would die.

Therefore, cross-border murder should be used with caution.

Slowing down his breathing rate, Rosen suppressed the vomiting sensation that accompanied his dizziness.

The two entered a relatively hidden corner of the garbage mountain.

Everything outside was filled with the sound of rumbling mechanical tracks and engines.

Even if someone passes by, the conversation here will not be noticed.

"I ask, you answer."

Rosen said in a deep voice.

The smell here is so stinky that it subconsciously tightens your throat.

The female predator nodded like garlic.

"The wolf head tattoo on your chest is the emblem of the gang you belong to?"

Rosen's first question was about the wolf head tattoo.

He remembered that when he woke up in the forest, the corpse of the predator next to him also had a wolf head tattoo, which meant that the female predator in front of him was the same group of people who took Uncle Zong and the others away.

This question made her stunned for a moment.

Then she gently pulled the wrapping on her chest so that the tattoo could be fully exposed.

"This...this is the emblem of our Blood Wolf Group..."

When Rosen heard what she said, he immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Blood Wolf Group?"

"very good."

he muttered.

He paused for a while before continuing to ask.

"Where is your station?"

"What are the recent actions?"

"Is there a large-scale arrest of scavengers?"

He asked bluntly without any roundabout thoughts.

"If...if I tell you, can you not kill me?"

The female predator asked subconsciously.

Then she herself realized the stupidity of this question and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

After getting over the initial panic, she became somewhat resigned to her fate.

It wasn't just the threat of death that frightened her.

And Rosen’s weird ability to make people disappear.

As a plunderer, she burned, killed, looted, and even took pleasure in torturing and killing.

Such a guy doesn't have much respect for death.

Of course, the instinct of all living things is to fear life and death.

"I can make your death easier."

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you have confidence in the Blood Wolf Group?"

Rosen could see what she was thinking and simply chose to speak out.

Now that the conversation has reached this point, there is no need to be secretive.

There are many torture methods in the wasteland that make life worse than death, such as the pain chip implanted in the back of the neck, which can continuously stimulate pain nerves.

You can also adjust the intensity of stimulation.

In such a situation, the human body cannot even protect against fainting.

There are many similar torture methods.

Therefore, after pondering for a moment, Bai Xin's face showed a hint of determination, and she slowly introduced.

"The Blood Wolf Regiment is based under the remains of the viaduct on the G73 highway in the western suburbs of Shenhai City leading to Su City."

"The number of people is about 200. We are dispersed in different areas. There are frequent losses of personnel in the group, and new blood will be recruited, so the number of people is always floating."

"Recently, our boss made a big discovery in Dingjia District, about 12 kilometers away from the city center."

"Therefore, enough dark crystals and slaves are needed to support the operation and carry out indiscriminate attacks on traveling traders and scavengers active in the wild during this week."

Rosen's expression gradually became serious.

According to the female predator, there are at least two to three hundred people in the Blood Wolf Group, which can be considered a large group of predators.

And it seems that the Blood Wolf Group has discovered something in the city and is planning some actions.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and asked again.

"Do you know what the action is?"

But Bai Xin shook his head.

"This is a secret that only the bosses know."

"But when I was sleeping with those idiots from the field team a few days ago, I heard Li Dong, who is responsible for controlling the power armor, accidentally mention the word 'shelter'."

"Perhaps we have discovered a shelter that is about to be opened. There are many relics worth recycling in the city."

"However, there are many alien nests near the marked point, and there is also a city square where crazy zombies gather. The radiation level is extremely high, making it very difficult to conquer."

"The preparation period of the plan is two months, and we will wait until summer when the temperature difference is not so big before taking action."

Rosen nodded and silently wrote down the information.

Believable but not entirely trustworthy.

Who can be sure if this guy is thinking of tricking him before he dies.

Then he asked for more details.

I discovered that the female predator in front of me was just a middle- and lower-level member of the gang.

All it knows is killing and destruction.

Regarding the management, structure and station defense layout of the Blood Wolf Regiment, she had no idea.

After extracting the information, Rosen planned to take action.

"It's time to hit the road."

he said softly.

The female predator closed her eyes in resignation.

Rosen pulled the trigger, triggering the terminal electrode, and the coil concentrated the divergent light beam through the lens.

With a flash of red light from the muzzle, a laser beam as thick as a thumb hit her head in an instant.

The beam flew out from the back of his head and hit the metal garbage behind him, causing large sparks to ripple out.

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