Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

Sophia drove Qu Jianlei to a large shopping mall selling toys and supplies.

There are hundreds of shops in the mall, with all kinds of toys, clothes, shoes, hats and masks.

She chose a set of clothes, the tattered ones, and a mask of a two-headed man, "What do you choose?"

Qu Jianlei looked at her slightly surprised, "Fallen... aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

"It's a very popular series," Sophia looked at him in surprise, "Villains also have human rights, don't they?"

Do you also see tearing faces in imperial society? Qu Jianlei was speechless for a while.

However, if you dare to dress like this on Garbage Star, you won’t be held responsible if someone kills you with a single shot!

Of course, here is the No. 2 star of hope for peace and prosperity. Although the law and order is not good, the concept of garbage star cannot be brought over.

But he still couldn't help but say, "The fallen are real!"

"They can't come to Lushui City," Sophia replied confidently, "It's just a toy."

Qu Jianlei paused for a moment and shook his head, "This thing... I can't accept it, is there a more serious character?"

corny! Sophia secretly commented on him, and then suggested, "Then the hero Huang Shuangxing?"

This person... I have never heard of it. Qu Jianlei felt that it was a bit difficult for him to fully integrate into the empire.

In addition to making money and cultivating, you also have to... chase dramas?

He shook his head, "I don't know this person, what image and shape, is it evil?"

"Of course not evil, he's a gentleman, but you don't even know Huang Shuangxing, how closed must you live?"

Qu Jianlei ignored her nagging, and took a look at Huang Shuangxing's appearance. He was really well-dressed and handsome.

After choosing the clothes, the two went into the cloakroom to change.

When he came out again, Qu Jianlei was really well-dressed, with a high-society attire.

Sophia is a bit eye-catching, with a few strands of cloth on the left side of her body and holes all over her right side, it feels like her clothes are about to fall off.

Her figure was originally very curvy, but now she showed a large area of ​​skin, which was really eye-catching.

Fortunately, she had already put on the double-headed mask in advance, and others could tell at a glance that she was role-playing.

But even so, there are still many eyes following her, and some people even speculate whether the appearance behind the mask is eye-catching.

I don't know if it's because the law and order in Lushui City is okay during the day, or because Qu Jianlei is by her side, but it's okay, no one whistles.

After the two got into the car, Sophia drove steadily while telling Qu Jianlei the story of Huang Shuangxing.

It was a hero who once ruled two planets, so he was called Huang Shuangxing, and was wiped out by the empire in the end.

In Sophia's words, this person is actually a good person, but he acts extreme and wants to find light in the darkness.

In short, he is a tragic figure, and also an idol in the minds of many young people.

In fact, Qu Jianlei really didn't want to listen to these movie synopsis, but when he thought about joining the empire, he put up with it.

But listening to it, he felt a little quiet in his heart, as if he had returned to Blue Star.

In a society where people live and work in peace and contentment, listening to ordinary and trivial whispers is like a song.

But in the end, he still couldn't help asking, "Can this kind of story pass the trial... The empire allows it to be played?"

"It's purely fictional, of course it can be played," Sofia replied casually.

After a pause, she added, "However, it is said that many plots are based on real events."

When it was dark, Qu Jianlei also put on Huang Shuangxing's mask.

The mask is well-shaped, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the goatee under the jaw gives people a somewhat wretched and sinister feeling.

He and Sophia walked towards the bridge along the bank of the muddy water.

The two sides of the turbid water are in the nature of a park, the scenery is good, and the light is very bright, suitable for nighttime play.

Although the two dressed up exaggeratedly, not many people cared - it was just a role play, who hasn't seen it yet?

Occasionally, it is Sophia who can attract attention with her curvaceous figure and tattered clothes.

When approaching the black market, the lights became much dimmer.

Sophia explained in a low voice, "There used to be lights here, but they were all destroyed by the guys in the black market. They are repaired and destroyed once."

"As time goes by, the government is too lazy to take care of it."

The periphery of the black market is relatively dark, but when you walk under the bridge, the light suddenly lights up, and all the stalls have their own lights.

The stalls are very irregular, most of them are placed on the ground, but some people bring their own small tables and stools.

There are even people who come in with small light trucks, and they can sell goods after putting down the manger.

The two of them had just walked under the bridge when a child about ten years old was bumped by someone else and rushed towards them.

Qu Jianlei grabbed the child by the hair, raised his hand and threw him into the muddy river more than 60 meters away.

Some people originally looked at the two of them indifferently, but when they saw this scene, they were all shocked.

It's not that everyone has seen ruthless people, but such ruthless people are really rare.

Moreover, this child is not heavy, he weighs seventy or eighty catties, and he can throw it so far by grabbing his hair—at least he is a reformed soldier.

His move left all the witnesses dumbfounded, and no one spoke for a while.

After a moment of silence, someone finally spoke out, it was a middle-aged man.

He said lazily, "Friend, have you considered it? That child may not know how to swim."

"I didn't hear what you were saying clearly," Qu Jianlei coughed lightly, "Say it again."

"Hehe," the middle-aged man smiled disapprovingly, "With a mask on, do you really think you are Huang Shuangxing?"

What the other party said was Huang Shuangxing's favorite catchphrase.

With a flash, Qu Jianlei came to the man's side - if he dared to stand up for the children, he must be a stakeholder.

The man's reaction was not slow, he immediately pulled out the short dagger from his waist, and stabbed at Qu Jianlei's waist.

Just by looking at his skill and reaction, one can tell that he is definitely a reformed warrior.

But he is fast, Qu Jianlei is even faster.

His body flickered strangely, and as soon as he reached out, he grabbed the man's wrist holding the short dagger.

Then he shook his hand again, picked up the man, and threw him into the muddy river.

While he was swinging, there was a muffled rattling noise from the man's elbows and shoulders, apparently the joints were dislocated.

Forget about that kid, this guy weighs at least one hundred and eighty-nine kilograms, yet he was thrown that far.

How much strength does it take?

The shaking caused the man's joints to dislocate, which is perfectly normal—it weighed more than a hundred catties, and he was thrown out with his wrists clenched!

The Zhuoshui River is not too deep, but the water beside the river is more than two meters deep, and the river is flowing.

Even if this man can swim, it is another matter whether he can swim ashore with a dislocated arm.

Qu Jianlei's reaction was so violent that he was almost suspected of intentional murder.

But he himself didn't think so, since the man only stabbed his waist and eyes, he was just punishing him lightly.

As for the man who doesn't know how to swim, or whose water quality is not good, he may drown, so what does it matter to him?

Since the water quality is not good, don’t play in the water like crazy, how can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river?

His shot this time completely shocked everyone present.

This is a black market, and there is absolutely no way that there are only two or three gangs here to make a living, but no one dares to show up again.

Qu Jianlei also ignored the two who fell into the river, and casually started to visit the stalls.

Someone ran to the river to rescue the two people, but I don't know if it was the enthusiastic people or the same gang.

Most people returned to normal, as if nothing happened, after watching the fun, life still has to go on.

But after this incident, the people nearby have already realized the tyranny of "Huang Shuangxing".

Most of the stall owners would smile when they saw him coming to their stalls, and those who were extremely indifferent would also give a slight nod.

Qu Jianlei and Sophia were shopping, and someone reported the situation to a group of people under the pier.

There are seven or eight people in this group, sitting there chatting and bragging, and some of them even have guns on their bodies.

After hearing what happened just now, a man with tattoos on his arms sneered.

"Jizi blackmailed customers when he had nothing to do. Finally, he encountered a problem. He deserved it."

Another short and stocky man frowned, "But he can help the market test the stubble."

Awl is the middle-aged man who was thrown into the river, leading a small team to find a job in the black market.

Ordinarily, by doing so, they made the market a bit smoky, which would affect the reputation of the black market.

But their existence can indeed help managers identify difficult characters, otherwise they would have been cleaned up long ago.

Another voice spoke out, "Since we are a black market, it's not good to be harmonious, and people must be in awe."

"It's not a good fart," the flower-armed man snorted disapprovingly, "Did we take care of Awl when he was looking for other people's affairs?"

The man who spoke behind was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Second brother is right, I didn't care about it."

The second brother Huayi snorted disapprovingly, "So, we have a high degree of freedom in the market, and word of mouth is the key to doing business."

"Since the other party didn't move a gun... this kind of rubbish is also worthy of our leadership?"

These people are not the managers of the black market, at most they are small people watching the scene, but basically such trivial matters can be decided.

Qu Jianlei didn't care about the market's reaction either.

He was stimulated a bit yesterday, thinking that Zuo Zuo was just a false identity, and when he met someone who wanted to die, he still had a good idea to live.

Today I heard that most of the monitoring is just for display, and I feel like letting myself go.

Anyway, when he came to the black market, he still wore a mask, which added to his courage.

After wandering around the black market for a while, he was a little bit uninterested. The items sold here are not just for cultivation.

Most of them are not even cultivation supplies, there are all kinds of smuggled goods, antiques of unknown origin, and weird objects.

There are also a lot of ammunition and guns-the No. 2 star can't help guns, but it is more difficult to get a gun license.

Qu Jianlei walked to a light truck and stopped, frowning, "This is?"

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