Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

Qu Jianlei was a little dazed when he heard it, co-author and now I'm the coordinator?

He thought for a while and nodded, "I can barely speak, wait until my work is done... What do you want to achieve?"

The fourth master stared at him, shaking his head thoughtfully, "I don't necessarily have to do anything, I always feel that I am being watched by someone for no reason."

"It's best if you can deliver the words. Maybe you will need to mediate at that time."

For some reason, Qu Jianlei had a feeling that this guy might have guessed that he had something to do with Master Tu.

It wasn't a good feeling, but he finally nodded.

"It's all negotiable... Can you remember nothing about Erwin? It's okay if you don't have evidence."

Sidangjia blinked his eyes, "If you don't need evidence, I can tell you some news... You really plan to die, don't you?"

In his opinion, it would be a bit overkill to force a huge interest group without evidence.

Qu Jianlei smiled nonchalantly, "I have my own considerations, as long as I don't get you involved..."

The meeting between the two lasted for about thirty minutes, they agreed on how to contact them in the future, and then they separated.

By this time, Coplein and Cornwell had arrived at a... park?

After seeing the positioning, Qu Jianlei was a little bit stunned, "Are they dating?"

"Cornwell is married with two sons and three daughters," Xiaohu sounded gloating.

"But men these days, you know."

"What do I know?" Qu Jianlei couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this.

He knew what Xiaohu was talking about, but it was a pity that he was struggling for his life in the early stages of time travel, and later he was thinking about boy skills.

Now he has the ability to protect himself to some extent, but his safety is still not guaranteed. He is ready to run away at any time.

Even the fourth leader of the military general is in danger. If he is in a good relationship with someone, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not cause trouble to the other party.

Not only has he done such things as exterminating the family, but he has seen more of them. This is how the civilization here is.

For example, now, if those two are really dating, it will give him another good opportunity to make a move.

So he really can't afford to have sex with men and women - this has absolutely nothing to do with his black constitution.

Qu Jianlei nodded slightly, "Then go and see what's going on."

The park in terms of positioning is built on the riverside, with an area of ​​almost two square kilometers and a long strip.

Qu Jianlei hailed a manned taxi, and when he arrived, he paid the fare and got off the taxi. He didn't even enter the park, so he boarded the taxi outside.

Two hours later, Coplin and Cornwell came out, and there were two men and two women, a group of C-rank fighters.

The six people talked and laughed as they walked, boarded two military vehicles and drove away.

Qu Jianlei wanted to follow, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Anyway, Xiaohu helped locate him, so he didn't need to follow closely, so he walked in an ambush instead of a car.

After a while, he finally felt the gaze from a certain direction.

The monitor's cultivation base is not low, and he pays great attention to concealment, but Qu Jianlei's perception ability is not generally strong.

"So it's still a trap," he pouted speechlessly. Did the other party think I was in the dark and wanted to catch me out with bait?

It must be admitted that the military has put some thought into this design.

Two geniuses from the third war zone acted as bait, and people with small brains really couldn't think of such a method.

What happened next was even more extreme. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the six people actually drove to a snack street.

The snack street is quite lively, mainly targeting the low- and middle-income group, but it must be admitted that some dishes are quite delicious.

Instead of going to the street stall, the six of them went to a small restaurant on the street.

Qu Jianlei has also been to this restaurant, many of the dishes are quite delicious, the key is that you can also buy street snacks to bring in.

The dining environment inside is better than outside, but it is also limited. The key is that they wear military uniforms, so there should be less trouble.

Qu Jianlei found a food stall on the side of the road. Although it was freezing cold, he still ordered food there.

He ate neither fast nor slow, and in about an hour, he ate meals for six or seven people.

This kind of appetite is a bit surprising, but the people on the fourth star are used to the existence of reformed soldiers, so it is not too eye-catching.

Qu Jianlei ate and ate, and finally noticed that someone was paying attention, so he ate the last portion slowly, paid the bill and left.

After a while, he changed his clothes and came back with a different appearance, consciously or unconsciously looking at the direction he was paying attention to just now.

There was a truck parked there, the body of which had been put down and turned into a converted fast food truck, and two middle-aged men and women were busy.

A half-grown boy sat in the cab, fiddled with something with his head down, not paying attention to the success or failure of the business.

In fact, there were really no customers. Snack Street can do business by paying the booth fee, but regular customers recognize old brands more.

The craftsmanship of the fast food truck is really not very good. Occasionally someone buys fast food to try something new, and shakes his head in disappointment after taking a bite.

However, no one discards food casually. Although the taste is a little bit worse, the feeling of fullness cannot be provided by nutritional supplements.

Qu Jianlei strolled over and passed the fast food truck, only then did he vaguely sense that a half-child...is definitely not young anymore.

He is not sure how high the opponent's cultivation base is, but at least it is a B-level.

But those two middle-aged couples didn't hide their aura very well, one was B-level and the other was C-level.

Qu Jianlei didn't increase his perception either - this is a military trap, and it's uncertain how many instruments are watching.

Since you have the heart, then I will not be polite! Qu Jianlei left expressionlessly.

Half an hour later, there was a flash of blue light on a tall building eight or nine hundred meters away.

This is an ordinary laser sniper rifle, but at this distance, it is no problem to penetrate ordinary bulletproof glass.

The laser gun was aimed at the half-sized child in the cab.

However, this one was indeed alert, and the moment the laser gun was lit, he suddenly fell to the side.

The truck's bulletproof glass had some effect, but in the end it didn't stop, and blue light shot into the cab.

It was already getting dark, but Qu Jianlei could guess that half a child should not have dodged the shot.

As for whether it caused any damage, that's not what he should care about, after all, he can't even judge the opponent's attributes and cultivation.

"Someone shot," the half-child hid in the cab, shouting at the top of his lungs.

His left hand was covering his right shoulder, his face turned pale, "I was shot...Damn it, this is a busy city!"

Immediately, someone next to him became restless, cursing and running.

The middle-aged couple continued to make snacks diligently as if they hadn't heard it.

There are many people who react like the two of them, and they don't take being shot seriously at all.

After all, a gunshot wound does not necessarily kill a person, and poverty definitely kills a person.

The middle-aged man pushed open the car door and yelled at them, "I'm injured, hurry up and call the city guard!"

"You deserve it!" The middle-aged man replied without turning his head, "I told you to come down and cook, so I can't be bothered."

"Just those few people," the half-aged man roared angrily, "You two are so free, and my cooking skills are even worse!"

In the society of the Empire, few children would dare to defy their parents so openly.

But the forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds, and it is not uncommon for a couple of strange ones to appear occasionally.

Anyway, the people on the side of the road heard it and were not surprised.

It's amazing that someone said, "My son dares to talk to me like that, let's see if I don't slap him hard."

However, through this short communication, the three people involved have already exchanged opinions in code words.

It is necessary to capture the shooting suspect, but also leave enough protection force to prevent the other party from pulling the tiger away from the mountain.

Comparatively speaking, there are more protective forces left behind, after all, the main target of the opponent's attack is still those few people in the hotel.

Facts have proved that this is also the case. Their people traced the past and only found a sniper rifle fired by remote control.

Even the sniper rifles are remote-controlled, so where is the opponent's manpower concentrated?

The half-sized boy was really shot, and a large piece of his right shoulder was gnawed off.

With his cultivation base, if he wears the armor in advance, the sniper rifle can't do anything to him, but... Isn't this afraid of alarming the other party?

Originally, this was just a fishing plan, but now the fish really came, and then he found out sadly: there are really not enough manpower!

First of all, those two geniuses have to be protected, okay?

Secondly, the other party can't let the other party continue to be so rampant when they are killing the guards on the periphery, right?

He disagreed with this plan from the very beginning, and insisted that he must wait for the support from the third war zone, otherwise the manpower would be absolutely stretched.

However, some people believe that the power of the organization behind the panda spreads all over the entire Starfield of Hope.

If the Panda is offended in the third war zone, it must be optimistic about its own family and beware of the opponent's distraction.

Most of the vital departments of the military are in the third war zone, where there are more places that need protection.

In fact, it's all nonsense. In the final analysis, it's just someone trying to curry favor with a group of bigwigs in the third war zone.

So he has always been against this ridiculous fishing plan.

Now that the situation has developed to this stage, it is useless to say more, and we can only take one step at a time.

There is a situation here, but the guard at the general hospital cannot be relaxed at all.

The most pitiful thing is that the general hospital is not only on guard, the military has more than one hospital, and other hospitals are also on guard.

Those hospitals don't have much defense force, but... always have some containment force, right?

After Qu Jianlei fired that shot, he ran away and reached out to contact Camille.

He didn't contact her beforehand, lest she guess his arrangement, now he is waiting for her to provide the location.

If she didn't provide it in time, it would be useless for him to mobilize the other party tonight.

But it doesn't matter, the big deal is that the arrangement is for nothing, and it's better to start over again later.

But he felt in his heart that Camille didn't give him three addresses yesterday, obviously because she cared about her image very much.

She promised to give it today, she won't make a mistake, right?

Qu Jianlei still had certain expectations for the scavenger in his heart.

Sure enough, Camille gave him a satisfactory answer, "Area 2, Airport Hospital."