Doomsday rat

Chapter 442 Yuluo and Avanti
"Okay, it's settled. I'm moving tomorrow, and it happens that the oil truck here is going to Yining. I'll spend some money to take a ride there... Uh... When will you be able to transport the meat there, don't lie to me. This is all my belongings, if you don't come, I will have to go to the coal mine to dig coal!"

The owner of the tea stall was overjoyed, and originally wanted to make a difference in the price, so don't play tricks this time.He is sincere, and we can't always be bad guys, and two pieces of peace of mind are enough to eat and drink.But whether the deal can be done in the end does not depend on his determination, but depends on the ability of the herdsmen. In this regard, he is not too sure.

"Herder, don't lie! Two weeks..." The man became unhappy when he heard that the owner of the tea stand didn't believe him, and he put the tea bowl heavily on the table.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go over and find a place to stay... By the way, be careful when you go out later, there are a few people who have been looking here for a long time, you may be being watched."

With a better livelihood, the owner of the tea stall no longer wants to sell tea. He didn't say a word for a long time, and he didn't add more firewood in the stove.But his eyes were not idle, and the time spent chatting was rewarding.

"Herders, don't be afraid of fighting!" The man also finished his tea and ate half of a compressed biscuit.Unmoved by the words of the tea stall owner, he lifted his cloak to reveal the hatchet in his waist, got up and pushed the cart away.

"Oh... what a weird guy..." The tea stand owner looked at the man's back and hesitated, should he go to the main base with this weird guy?Don't go, the good opportunity is gone.Go ahead, don't know if this guy will survive two weeks.

"It seems to be four years...he is still alive!" After a moment of stunned, the owner of the tea stall seemed to have figured it out, and got up and began to close the stall.He has known this strange man for some time, so long that he can hardly remember how many years.

Since the weirdo is fine every time he walks alone, and he can catch the blue devil alone, and send it here safely to sell to the garrison, it means that he should be very capable.

Now it's time to think about whether it's not him but himself who can fulfill the contract in two weeks. It's not easy to take the oil delivery vehicle of the garrison, and it will cost a lot.

Herdsmen are actually not honest at all, oh yes, not all herdsmen, just this one.He was not afraid of fighting, he wanted to fight people with an ax to his death, he rode about a kilometer away from the sentry post, then left the main road and turned into a ruin by the side of the road, as if he was going to spend the night here.

When the four people who followed also touched it quietly, bright red flowers suddenly appeared on their bodies, as if they had been hit hard, and within a short period of time they fell backwards and lay down in the thick dust.

A figure slowly came out of the ruins, with a hood, a messy cloak, reflective snow goggles, and worn-out military boots. That's right, it was the foolish and bold herdsman.

But in his hand he was holding a pistol that was exquisitely crafted and equipped with a silencer. There were also holsters and scabbards on both thighs, and a longer barrel hung faintly from the right side of his body.On the tactical vest exposed on the chest, these two blue tiles and bulging grenades are very eye-catching.

"If I hadn't found something more fun, none of you bastards would want to run away!"

He strutted to the corpse and raised his hand to shoot four more times.Not only has the weapon changed and the momentum has changed, but even the accent has changed.There is still a little bit of mutton skewers, but it looks like a bowl of stewed stew that looks messy but tastes delicious and satisfying cravings.

After confirming that all four people were dead, they simply searched and frisked, took away all useful ones, and picked up the bullet casings.Then the four corpses were dragged to the side of the road and lined up, and a broken asbestos tile was found to cover the corpses.Find a lipstick from the backpack, and write on the asbestos tiles: self-inflicted crimes cannot live... Robbery, death penalty, executor: Yuluo!

"I don't have a long memory, do you? Don't worry, I'll come back when I have time. Whoever snatches a biscuit from me will have to bask in the sun here like you!" I took two steps back and looked, and felt that there were a few strokes written The ones are not too full, so go over and trace until you are satisfied.

"I want to go from south to north, I want to go from white to black, I want everyone to see me, but they don't know who I am..." The wheels turned again, and the singing sounded.This time, it is confirmed, it is stewed and boiled, and double large intestines are added, the taste is too strong!
Under the blue sky and white clouds, a pool of clear water reflects a coquettish light blue under the sunlight.The green grass on the shore has not completely turned green, but the impatient wild flowers are blooming in clusters in the east and west, red, yellow, purple, pink, white, colorful.

Nature seems to think that the colors are not bright enough, and a few pieces of transparent ice are dotted on the shore.After looking at it, the contrast is not strong enough, so let’s have a few more snow-capped mountains in the distance.

There are far and near, and the lake like a big mirror in the middle seems to be too calm, no way, dotted with a sail shadow... Well, the sense of picture is much better, and the layers are richer.But it's all static, and it's too monotonous.Come, come, get two flocks of sheep, and let them spread freely to graze on the hillside.

Alas, since there is no human disturbance, the painting skills are getting better every year.Nature is very proud, so it doesn't mind individual human beings adding bricks and tiles to its canvas.

A row of cylindrical houses appeared on the gentle slope of the west bank again, with doors, windows, and chimneys. In front of them are two small pieces of reclaimed land, and in the back are horse pens surrounded by strong steel pipes, and tall buildings. small wind turbines.It's a pity that the wind is not strong today, and the fan blades are all rested.

"Creak... creak..." The off-road tires with deep patterns ran over the cracked asphalt road on the shore and were covered with dry stems of various plants, making a slight friction sound.

The man stopped at the door of the chubby hut, stood upright for two to three minutes, his head kept turning left and right, as if he was looking for something.Then he got out of the car, lifted the mountain bike high and hung it on the hook on the wall.

Throwing off the tattered mop-like cloak, the rifles, pistols, magazines, grenades, daggers, and hatchets were neatly placed on the table made of logs, and then the dirty clothes were untied. Sheepskin jacket, took off the worn-out marine boots and sheepskin pants, revealing the somewhat faded tactical vest and camouflage uniform underneath.

After a while, he had already stripped naked, and finally took off the snow goggles, revealing a pair of slender eyes and a slightly younger face that didn't match the big beard and gray hair, and a grinning mouth on the back. A colorful tattoo of a creepy mouse head with a half-smile.

"Plop..." Jumping and running across the grass, the broken road, and the gravel by the lake, the man jumped into the lake, smashing the big blue mirror and breaking the Tranquil, and attracted the attention of several whooper swans in the distance.

They didn't run away in panic, but straightened their noble necks, and approached here with the most elegant and fastest speed.As long as that familiar figure appears by the lake, it means that there is food coming.

"Da da da... da da da..." But a rhythmic knocking sound from farther away made the whooper swans hesitate, and the figure on horseback not only refused to feed, but also threw stones.So the swans decided it was better not to get too close to the man until he walked away.

"Hey, Kerim, when did you come back?" The man in the water returned to the shallow water area after only swimming a hundred or ten meters.

"Afanti, God bless you are still alive, strong wine, no red wine!"

The man on the horse spoke in the same tone as the man before him, and his Chinese was very bad, and he was jumping out word by word, very incoherent.Moreover, he has a very Central Asian face with obvious features. He is 40 years old and has a big beard.

"Yes, there are salt, cumin, and chili!" The man roared, then turned his head and dived into the water again, washing away the foam from his head, face, and body.

"You've gone to the city again, what a lunatic...drive...I'm going to kill the sheep!" Kerim grinned when he heard that there was wine and precious seasonings, and he didn't forget to complain The audacity of men.At the same time, the horse didn't slow down at all, turned around on the shore, and ran back to the direction it came from at a faster speed.

(End of this chapter)