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The 145th layer of guards-146 private customization(2/2)

Huoya stopped talking and snorted for a long time, "Then I didn't give him a scabbard."

"This guy is really a bit stupid," sighed the truck driver, "I don't know how to borrow it, I have to bite the tough guys."

"Then wait for his head to break out," Huoya said gloatingly, and his heart still felt a little painful.

After all, it is an overclocked oscillator...

Qu Jianlei didn't take this matter seriously. Anyway, he had already cleared up and he was not worried that he would take revenge.

Wasteland is a place that emphasizes strength. Scavengers know best how to seek profit and avoid harm. Those who have no eyes are buried in the ditches.

He didn't pursue the matter anymore, and the other party had no reason to seek death.

Two more motorcycles passed by. Seeing Qu Jianlei slowed down, he found that he had no response, so he accelerated and left.

Obviously, there are really not many people who are blinded by the eyes like those who are too shy.

How big can the circle of scavengers be? Several cruel people died in one go, and the news spread faster than the birds.

But then, someone came to find fault.

He is a slightly fat young man, "Silly Qu, did you get my boss's laser pistol?"

This person is the subordinate of the Third Master, and he is also half of his apprentice.

The third master lost one leg and it was inconvenient to walk on the garbage mountain. Moreover, he was older and took two people to help.

Picking up scavengers actually requires a lot of eyesight. The third master has good eyesight and poor movement, so he taught the two of them a lot of things.

It's different like an iron head. Although it has been replaced with an alloy skull, it does not affect its movement and is still alone.

Anyway, he is young and has strong combat power, so he doesn't need to share his gains.

The third master was not bad for his two subordinates, and he also equipped them with weapons. The person in front of him had an overclocked oscillation short sword.

In fact, just by looking at his figure, he knows that his life is good, and it is really not easy to eat a little fatter in the wasteland.

Qu Jianlei frowned, "I picked it up, what do you want to say?"

(During the new book, I would like to ask for all kinds of help.)
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