Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

Chapter 139

As it turns out, rednecks should never be underestimated.

Dai's family is very good in Taitai, but there are a few better than Dai's family.

It's just that under the premise that no major interests are involved, the strong will try to avoid collisions with each other.

Relying on the support of the ultimate fighter, the Dai family took action against Tanaka Yoshihiro, and the wealthy circle was not unaware of this.

Everyone sat and watched each other make trouble, but it was inevitable to mutter a few words in their hearts, don't make the wife a mess, okay?

Now the Dai family is asking privately, hoping that whoever can sneer at the maintenance division headquarters, someone will follow up immediately.

It has nothing to do with the sense of justice, and it has nothing to do with the camp.

If it is purely Tanaka's downfall, the huge assets related to him will fall into everyone's mouths.

At that time, those who have made great efforts are of course entitled to more.

Afterwards, Tanaka's life at the maintenance division headquarters gradually became difficult.

Even though he was throwing out more and more money, there were still more and more gossip directed at him.

There are even people from other departments asking, the central city is strictly controlled, why can the people in the inhabited area below stay for so long?

If there were high-level executives in the maintenance division headquarters who were willing to protect him and protect him, he could still hold on, but he didn't.

Feeling the threat, Tian Zhongyi couldn't help complaining to his son, "It's the scavenging vultures in the rich area who moved!"

Tanaka knew deeply how terrifying those people were, and the Dai family was so fierce that they were just one of them.

His face was pale, "Dad, you must protect me."

Tian Zhongyi was silent for a long time, then sighed, "We still have to solve the problem of Houjing, that is the root cause."

In his eyes, Houjing's ultimate fighters are terrifying, but the serious vultures are even more terrifying.

The ultimate warriors have to deal with only these two, and the vultures will definitely wipe out their families in order to digest their assets with peace of mind.

At this time, Qu Jianlei and the three had entered a period of stable development.

Because the manuscript was plagiarized, Dai Xingyan was too embarrassed to ask for another manuscript.

The three of them stayed in the outskirts of the city to practice. Except for Qu Jianlei who occasionally went out to pick up maintenance jobs, they rarely communicated with the outside world.

Because the address was exposed, even Bentley had less time to go out and make contact. Most of the repair needs would come directly to the door.

Years are like water, day and night, in a blink of an eye, two months have passed.

The resources for cultivation are being consumed little by little, and the flower scorpion who has just digested the transformation agent stably is a little stressed.

"How about I go to Dai Xingyan and pick up another murder order?"

"No need," Bentley replied disapprovingly, "If you take the initiative to find a job, you will be passive... She still has three reformed soldiers."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door to ask for an interview, but it was the representative of the manufacturer of the fresh air system who came.

The person who came already knew the general situation of these three people, but he didn't put on any airs about the central city.

They just hope that they can invite Jian Lei to be a special maintenance engineer, and they are willing to assign him several areas to be responsible.

The monthly salary is very little, mainly piecework work, and then some spare parts can be allocated.

However, the maintenance costs have to go to the factory account, and the related expenses go to the refund.

Counting Qu Jianlei's income would decrease, but with the maintenance work added, it would not be much less, mainly because it was justified.

Manufacturers have regained their pricing power and can extract profits without worrying about it.

Although he earned a little less, the other party was a reformed warrior, so he couldn't ask for more.

However, how could Qu Jianlei agree to this?

When he was weak, this was a way to make money, but now he has started to practice!

Ordinary rich people can't afford the cultivation resources of an ultimate warrior, and all three of them are practicing.

So he politely declined, "Sorry, I'll just make some pocket money."

"If there is no accident, we will stay in Houjing all the time, and I am too lazy to take jobs from other places."

The person came to persuade him for a while, but found it was useless, so he turned and left.

After going out, he breathed a sigh of relief, "The other party only cares about Houjing's business, so just let it go."

He didn't think about being able to recruit the opponent, what a joke, this is a force supported by the ultimate warrior.

As long as the other party doesn't reach out indiscriminately, it doesn't matter if they give up a few areas. This is the bottom line for the factory to send him out to negotiate.

After all, it was the fierce man who killed Popov. Although the factory may not be afraid of the other party, it is best not to conflict.

That night, Bentley, who was practicing, raised his brows and walked into the yard in a flash.

Almost at the same instant, Qu Jianlei also appeared in the yard with a long knife in one hand and a Gauss machine gun in the other.

A yellow light flashed in the air, and then the ground shook slightly, and a small yellow javelin pierced the stone bricks on the ground.

The yard they rented was indeed not low-grade. The stone bricks paving the road were four to five centimeters thick, but they were easily pierced.

Hua Xiezi was the slowest to react, but was startled by the movement, and copied a laser gun to the shooting hole in the room.

"Should I go out?"

"No," Bentley replied without hesitation, and then said solemnly, "Metal warrior."

A voice sounded outside the door, "Come out, go outside the city and talk!"

The voice is not high, but it is a bit harsh, like scraping the bottom of a pot with a spoon, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"B-rank fighter," Bentley's face darkened, "You two are housekeepers, I'll go out and take a look."

Qu Jianlei took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let's go together, I'm afraid it won't work."

This time, it's not that my mind can't control my body, but... I've been approached by B-rank fighters, where else can I hide?

"Count me in," Hua Scorpion put away her laser gun and was about to leave the room.

"Don't add to the chaos!" The two men in the yard shouted in unison.

Bentley raised his hand and pushed open the courtyard door. At the same time, the two snake-shaped daggers pinned to the courtyard door had already been taken.

Qu Jianlei also put down the Gauss machine gun...it was useless, so he picked up the long knife and followed.

Looking up, Bentley's figure was like lightning, and he had already run far away.

He put all his strength on his tail and chased after him, and he caught up with Bentley in a short while, "Be careful, the two of them."

"I'll deal with the metallic one," Bentley said in a low voice, "It's still possible to fight for both sides."

The electromagnetic attribute not only overcomes the water attribute, but also the metal attribute, but the opponent is a B-level fighter, and he has no idea.

"Another one..." Qu Jianlei gritted his teeth, "I will try my best."

Bentley remained silent. He now knew Qu Jianlei's strength, and there was indeed a gap between him and the Ultimate Warrior.

If you were fighting on the preset battlefield, Xiaoqu would rely on his mechanical skills to set up traps, and it would not be impossible to kill a C-rank fighter.

But the sudden encounter is not optimistic.

So he snorted softly, "If that is water attribute... just help me cover the battlefield."

Electromagnetism is really a relatively unreasonable attribute. When the attributes are incompatible, he dares to think about one against two.

Qu Jianlei gritted his teeth secretly, but he couldn't answer the words, his strength was weak, what could he say?

But if he fights desperately, he also has a trump card. It is more difficult to fight a B-level, but a C-level is not a big problem.

Seeing them chasing after them, the two people in front deliberately accelerated their feet, and the distance began to widen again.

Qu Jianlei could still accelerate, but he knew that Bentley's speed was just like this.

In terms of physical fitness, the old man was already a little worse than him, and his age couldn't compare with the young man's.

So he didn't stand out, but maintained the same speed as Bentley, chasing after him.

The two running ahead quickly realized this.

A feminine female voice said, "That's two C-levels...or not C-levels yet."

It's not C-level, it's basically the level of transforming fighters.

"Terry's getting old," said another hoarse voice, "and that's about it."

"How about we slow down a bit?" The female voice panted a little, "I can't run anymore."

"I told you to pay attention to exercising your body," the man said helplessly, "it's not as good as transforming a soldier."

"Isn't it normal to be inferior to reformed soldiers?" The woman muttered softly, but didn't say much.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, Qu Jianlei said, "How about...don't chase?"

"The opponent is trying to challenge us," Bentley understood this very well, and when his side went out, the contest began.

But then, he slowed down, "That's right, if you don't want us to catch up, then stop chasing."

At the beginning, he was only thinking about the contest, and he didn't even consider that he could not accept the contest.

Seeing this, Qu Jianlei also slowed down - he ran so fast when he came to the door, so we should stop playing, shall we?

The woman in front immediately noticed their reaction, "They stopped."

The man glanced back, slowed down, and sneered, "You're quite angry."

The woman was silent, thinking why did she run so fast?

As soon as the two slowed down, Bentley and Qu Jianlei looked at each other, turned around and left without saying a word.

As a result, when the two saw this, they turned around and chased after them. When they were about fifty meters away, the ear-piercing sound came again.

"What's the matter with you two?"

"I have something to talk about!" Qu Jianlei said impatiently, "I'm looking for someone to run in the middle of the night, are you eating too much?"

It is already a situation that cannot be improved, so why bother to compromise?

"The little guy has a lot of temper," the piercing voice couldn't hear the emotion, "The temper is too big, he won't live long."

Bentley said, "Then you are not too old?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then changed to a hoarse voice—since the sound attack is invalid, there is no need to use it.

"Do you think it's appropriate for us to do something here and affect the residents?"

Bentley replied bluntly, "Then you should know that I am old and it is difficult to run slower?"

"It seems that you are really the ultimate warrior," the man said coldly, "Who gave you the courage to talk to a B-level like this?"

Bentley smiled sinisterly, "If it's useful just by looking at the level, everyone can just highlight the level, why do you need to do it?"

Qu Jianlei also said aloud, "Are you trying to lead us into the preset battlefield?"

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Chapter 140 Presupposes loneliness (fourth update)

When the B-level man heard Qu Jianlei's words, he almost laughed angrily, "Do I need a preset battlefield to deal with you two?"

Qu Jianlei didn't refute him, just stood there silently.

"Then you choose a place," the B-level man was about to explode with anger, "It's fine if there are pre-set traps!"

Hearing this, Bentley and Qu Jianlei exchanged a look - we really have a preset battlefield.

Without saying a word, the two ran in the other direction.

"Really?" The B-level man was a little stunned when he saw this, "These two... are they annoying?"

The woman asked, "Over there, should we chase after him?"

"Of course I have to chase," the B-level man ran away, "You can slow down, you can't be so scared, right?"

"It's okay, they are not fast," the woman also caught up, "with me here, their ambush is useless."

"That's not necessarily the case." The man sped up a bit, and his voice became stern, "Follow me honestly."

Hearing this, the woman took the initiative to slow down a little, but muttered unconvinced, "I'm also worried about your danger."

The man ran for a while, but finally couldn't help asking, "Is it your turn to worry?"

A B-level fighter naturally has the pride of a B-level fighter, and he has a partner by his side. He knows that there may be traps, but he dares to break through.

The four of them were flying like lightning, and they ran more than ten kilometers outside the city in a short time.

Qu Jianlei and Bentley rushed to a dirt slope, and there was a dense forest on the hillside.

The two did not enter the woods, but stopped about 500 meters outside the woods, turned around and looked at the two who were chasing them.

The B-level man was the first to chase after him. He was a sturdy middle-aged man with a simple and honest face but not lacking in determination.

Followed by her was a slightly plump young woman, her chest was slightly heaving, but there was a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

But Bentley stared at their wrists, and frowned slightly, "A person from the Inspectorate?"

"You really know us," the woman touched the silver ring on her wrist and sneered, "Report your name!"

"Wild one, no name," Bentley replied lazily, "If you want to do it... then do it."

The woman raised her eyebrows before she was about to speak, but the B-level man snorted softly, "So confident?"

"Surveying the door, what good can it do?" Bentley didn't have any expression on his face.

The man spoke in a deep voice, "Clarify your identity: Jamali, the inspector general of the district house, did you kill Popov?"

"That water-attribute warrior?" Bentley replied indifferently, "He wants to kill us, can't we resist?"

"I just want to make sure," Jama said blankly, "Which one of you killed it?"

"I killed it," Qu Jianlei and Bentley said together.

"Hehe," seeing the two of them scrambling to admit it, Jamali smiled nonchalantly, "Both of them are responsible."

Then he muttered to himself, "Popov was wounded and volunteered to become a conscript."

The ultimate fighters are all under the command of Central City, and they can only be transferred to conscripted fighters depending on their disabilities from the age of seventy.

Popov is obviously younger than seventy years old, so there must be arguments for changing jobs so early.

In most cases, it is the ultimate warrior who can't stand the constraints and wants to live freely.

However, the degree of freedom is only a little higher when changing jobs. In case of major events, the official can also forcibly recruit them.

In fact, they are the ultimate civilian fighters, but in this way, the resource subsidies they can enjoy are very limited.

But there are still some people who are willing to give up official resources for the freedom of action, which is nothing to say.

For this situation, the officials were very dissatisfied in the past, and they always felt that they were ungrateful and cultivated for nothing.

But then they also realized that twisted melons are not sweet.

Moreover, some ultimate fighters are scattered among the people, which also helps to deal with sudden vicious events.

There is another reason: the ultimate fighter occupies too many resources, and transferring to the private sector can effectively save resources.

These are roughly the reasons, and there is another hard indicator: you must have been injured for the central city,

However, under normal circumstances, the official will try to retain as much as possible according to the situation.

Bentley smiled disapprovingly, "It seems that there is no hope of advancing."

Jamari snorted softly, "Popov's potential is not bad, he's just a little too smart."

"Then you have no reason to seek us," Bentley was very clear about this logic.

"Even the official ultimate fighters are not protected if they are killed in the inhabited area, let alone recruiting fighters?"

Jamari nodded slightly, "That's right, and Popov has already missed a call."

"Then it deserves it even more," Bentley answered without hesitation, but at the same time, there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Jamali looked at him and said calmly, "But unfortunately, you have messed with the Maintenance Association again."

Bentley replied with a dark face, "I advise you to find out who provoked whom!"

"Stealing the manuscript of the ultimate warrior, and going back and forth... What do you think of the ultimate warrior?"

"Or else I'm still talking to you two?" Jamali sneered, "I've taken it already."

It is true that someone has entrusted him with a request to kill or capture the two ultimate fighters.

Jamali scolded the messenger: The ultimate fighters naturally belong to the same camp, dare you let me attack people of the same kind?

The messenger said that the other party also killed the ultimate warrior Popov, so it may not be recognized that the ultimate warrior is a family.

Jamari has a little memory of Popov, in fact, he can remember almost all of the Ultimate Warriors.

Popov missed the call-up, and this matter will have to be investigated sooner or later, so it is normal for him to investigate it himself.

When Tian Zhongyi heard that he was willing to come, he was overjoyed and offered a silver ticket of 50,000 yuan to express his affection.

However, when Jamali came to Houjing to inquire, he found that the matter was not the case, and it was Tanaka Yoshi who confused black and white.

But there are still those four words—"Come and come", let's find out who killed Popov, just to complete the verification.

After expressing his attitude, his expression changed, and he looked at Bentley and said coldly, "I still don't want to say your name?"

"You don't even know if you tell me," Bentley replied indifferently, "Why do you bother?"

"Is it really wild?" Jamali narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tell me the source of your cultivation method...this is an order!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Bentley sneered, "It's all said to be wild, why do you order me?"

Hearing this, Jamali was silent for five or six seconds, then hummed softly, "Do it."

The chubby woman made a handprint and muttered something, then raised her hand and pointed forward, "The ground is shaking!"

Then, the entire hillside really shook slightly, and some soil was churning, and it seemed that the momentum was really huge.

Is there a mistake? Qu Jianlei's face turned dark when he saw this, the earth-type fighter's big moves were simply earth-shattering.

But Bentley's complexion turned dark, "Look for the root cause... This wood warrior has two skills!"

However, he still did not back down, and stood there firmly.

The next moment, the chubby woman sneered, "Good guy... there are a lot of bits and pieces, it's a pity you shouldn't be hiding in the woods."

There are really a lot of bits and pieces, including laser guns, Gauss machine guns... and even machine guns.

But the most common ones are all kinds of fire bows, poisonous gas and zigzag alloy clips.

The clips are all pushed by high-elasticity springs, which directly bite off the human leg without any problem.

These traps were all shaken out by trees and shrubs.

Both Bentley and Qu Jianlei looked unhappy. They didn't expect so many traps to be destroyed by a young woman.

The B-level Jamali also had a strange expression on his face, "You guys used these methods...to kill Popov?"

He knew Popov well. Apart from his great potential and love to play tricks, that person was also very capable.

Just like what Bentley said that day, he has mastered at least three secret arts, which is considered strong even among C-rank fighters.

Jamari has been thinking that even if the opponent has two ultimate fighters, it is not so easy to kill Popov.

Not to mention that Popov has reformed fighters and mechs cooperating with him.

But seeing these traps, he understood a little bit, and at the same time he was a little bit overwhelmed.

Ultimate warriors are not immortal, but they are all accustomed to defeating their opponents by their own cultivation.

But in fact, many ultimate fighters died under the ambush of others, and died of arrogance and arrogance.

Why doesn't Popov like the cooperation of mechs? Just because there are too many ultimate fighters who died under the attack of mechas.

Not to mention many methods that are cheaper than mechas can still kill the ultimate fighter.

If the Ultimate Warrior just hates other means of attack, Jamari hates it.

As the chief inspector, he mainly supervises the crimes committed by the ultimate fighters, and he is merciless in his strikes.

But at the same time, he also saw the tragic end of many ultimate fighters.

Being killed by a mech is a "fair duel", and someone who has been tricked and wronged... Who would dare to believe this?

The reason why the ultimate warrior also has considerable immunity in the central city is for these situations.

It is really difficult to cultivate an ultimate warrior, but it is very easy to destroy it.

As the inspector general, he knew very well that, not counting those despicable methods, just talking about mechas, the upper limit of mechas is limited.

But the upper limit of the ultimate fighter has infinite possibilities. If someone destroys it, it is really a crime.

So Jamari has become so angry that he is almost on fire.

Bentley replied lightly, "To die is to die...how did you die, is it important?"

"Die!" Jamali was furious when he heard it, and when he raised his hand, a golden light shot at the opponent.

This is the Golden Sand Technique, just like the "Golden Gong Technique" he just said, it is a large-scale killing technique that can only be mastered by B-level fighters.

"That's it?" Bentley smiled disdainfully, raised his hand, and a large net flashing with electric arcs appeared out of thin air.

At the same time, the chubby woman also pinched a tactic with both hands, "Vine binding..."

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