From the Bird

The red sunlight grew fiercer, and finally suddenly became dark. The huge sunset covering half a sky sank into the horizon, and the dim yellow clouds rolled and flew back, and the night was approaching.

The black-spotted lizard got out of the dune, and its pupils reflected a crooked black building.

A half of the building is buried in the sand. On the decaying and distorted steel shelf, messy iron skin was welded. A blaze of flames came out from behind the broken glass window, surrounded by bark poplars on all sides, quietly.

In front of the abandoned building, a series of Chinese characters, English, and Tibetan are written with arrow wooden signs. And a revolver with roses.

Crazy Dolma.

The Dodge Tomahawk traveled a long distance and finally came here.

There were a few stalls on the ground, and scorched confetti. Someone apparently took the books in the building as fuel, and the wind and sand blew, revealing a burnt-out thick leather book. Only half of the cover was written GospelAccor.

Li Yan was a little hesitant. Not long ago, he died with a heavy fighter comparable to the Su-27, but now it is the same doomsday scene.

The world is not backward, but it is too brutal.

An old man with a yellow bandage in his arms, holding a Uz submachine gun, walked straight out of the distorted wooden door. The muzzle pointed at Li Yan obliquely.

"We came here for the license granted by Zoma."

Affav took the lead in vocalizing. Her half of her face was buried in the cloak, and a section of millimeter hair was stuck to her chest, hugging her arms.

License this thing, any big company with strength will make it and issue it to the wild hunters who have recognized it and have made outstanding contributions to it. Hunters often need to complete the corresponding commission before they can get it.

The stronger the company, the more difficult it is to commission. From exploring mine veins, radiating beetles that clean up city ruins, to killing heads of hostile forces, it's everything.

And having a prestigious large company license is not only a status symbol, but also can be received and recognized by this organization and its friendly forces.

The third-order **** of wandering is more than enough to get a license for Pompeii arms.

The old man's vulture glance greedily swept over the silver-grey Dodge tomahawk and Afav's snow-white neck, and finally reached Li Yan's face, but was startled by his sharp eyes.

The old man reacted and was a little bit annoyed. He froze and muttered, "I haven't asked you to do it, get out."

Li Yan held his shoulders and tilted his head to ask Afful: "Is there a fighter for Crazy Doma?"

Afuff froze, and then answered: "No, the entire area b, only Danco cars and Pompeii arms have that thing, after all, this is just the forward-looking base of Kyoma ..."

Li Yan started to move forward when Afafu said "no", and when Afafu said "here after all", he was only four or five meters away from the old man.

The bandaged man's eyes were cold, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, but there was a flower in front of him, a huge impact hit him head-on, and the Uzi submachine gun fell to the ground. !!

Li Yan was not weak, holding the old man's face against the poplar fence and splattering blood ideas. At this time, Afful's "looking forward base" had just finished the words.

"My goodness."

Affav lowered his face and covered his face. The child in her arms yelled, and a dimple chuckled on her chubby cheek.

Suddenly, the muzzle of the black hole came out of the window, and at least seven or eight red dots were aimed at Li Yan's head, neck, chest and other vital points.

There was a frivolous whistle on the third floor of the building.

Li Yan looked up and leaned against the window. It was a woman wearing a black tight vest, military green trousers, a bumpy body, a short stubble, holding a rifle, her right eye buried in the aiming lens, her mouth Chewing gum inside.

"Let him go."

The old man with the bandage was still pinched by Li Yan, and the whole man seemed to have passed out.

Facing the persecution of the muzzle, Li Yan shrugged his shoulders, released his palm, and let the old man's body slip.

"Very good ~"

A inch-inch woman's mouth is ticked, and a copper-yellow bullet with a diameter of 12mm comes out!

Snapped!

The cricket wind rock was crushed, the red rubble was splashing everywhere, dust was surging, but Li Yan was gone.

What about people?

The woman looked around with a probe and did not find Li Yan, and frowned.

"Wei Dan! He went to you!"

Someone shouted in the room above the woman's head.

The inch-headed woman named Wei Dan contracted her pupils and kicked the window sill with her calf. The whole person flew backwards. The exquisite curve remained in the air. A muscled arm stretched out from the window and scratched. On Wei Dan's ankle!

"come!"

Li Yan pulled back and pulled the woman out of the window sill, and the two men rolled and fell from the air.

In the building, there are at least six sharpshooters with the "Wanderer" gene. Two entanglement and roll-out processes are enough for them to shoot and sifter Li Yan with nowhere to borrow. It can be said that Wei Dan was not accidentally hurt. It is unlikely.

"Third-order wandering god!"

The mad dolphins immediately thought of this possibility.

Falling from a high altitude, Li Yan shook his head and nothing happened. His knees were pressed against Wei Dan's chest, and a pistol was pressed against her neck.

Wei Dan's mouth and nose were bleeding, but she had a full head, and her eyes stared fiercely at Li Yan, and it didn't seem to matter.

"I'm not malicious, but I just want to get a license from your company, or complete the commission of your company, barter or barter. I accept it, provided that you have a correct attitude."

A voice came from the building: "We don't accept any requests from people of unknown origin. You leave now and nothing I can do is happen."

Li Yantan's hand: "The origin can be slowly understood, you can become friends if you need it, what do you think?"

"If it is normal, I agree with you, but this section is not enough. I repeat, please leave immediately."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes. The other side spoke very deadly, and he had no choice.

Affav suddenly said, "We are not of unknown origin."

She took a step forward: "We are Black Star chariots, and now we are in a little trouble. We don't ask for help, we just want to be treated fairly."

After speaking, she winked at Li Yan and whispered, "That brand."

Li Yan held her shoulders and stared at Afav for a while before handing her the silver nameplate.

Afful put the nameplate in his palm and held it high.

"Black Star Chariot ?!"

The dark window was open, and a thick eyebrow squared out. It was two meters high. The shoulder was the size of an adult man's head, and a loop of steel rope was tied to his wrist. He leapt from the crooked mansion, and the steel cable in his hand was like a living creature, climbing on a rusty iron shelf, and with a sour squeaking sound, the strong man landed smoothly.

Name: Yin Xiong

Tier III Special Arms: Iron Hand

Remarks: Unlike general-purpose genetically modified agents such as "Double Guns Saver" and "Godflight", the production of special genetically modified agents requires either endangered radiation plants and animals, or highly prized ores, or non-modulated non-coincidence. Mass products, so special arms are also synonymous with scarcity and power.

Yin Xiong carefully looked at the silver nameplate in Afful's hand, his face eased a bit. He glanced at Li Yan and said lightly: "I represent Crazy Zhuoma, and I apologize to you. I promise that the incident just won't happen again, can you let go of my people first?"

Li Yan slowly stood up and walked to Afful: "Now, can we talk about the license issue?"

Yin Xiong looked down and pinched his phalanx: "People of the Black Star Chariot need to get a Crazy Dolma's license to confuse in Area B, aren't your own licenses common to the 16 theaters?"

Afful threw the puppet to Li Yan and whispered to him, "Let me know."

Li Yan glanced at the baby in his arms, shrugged his shoulders, and allowed Afful to do it.

Afuff stepped forward and said quietly: "It happened suddenly. I don't have a black star's license in my hand, and I have no time to go back to get it."

Yin Xiong raised an eyebrow: "Go back? Where else can you go now?"

He hugged his shoulders: "The Black Star chariots have been occupied in four shelters in Area B, two research centers, and the base. They have all been captured. Your colleagues are being chased wildly by the pharmacist Buddha. Where else can you go? "

Afful was suddenly stunned in her heart. She was not only sensitive to the unexpected madness of Dolma, she was also afraid that Yin Xiong would leak her old story to Li Yan.

She gave a stiff glance at Li Yan, and found that he stretched out his fingers to make the child giggle, as if he hadn't heard Yin Xiong's words.

Li Yan's calm face seemed to give Afafu confidence. She pursed her lips and smashed her cloak. Her long hair fell down and smiled at Yin Xiong: "Where can I go? It doesn't matter, what's important is that Kuang Zhuoma thinks that the final victory of this war belongs to the Black Star chariot or the medicine Buddha? "

Yin Xiong stunned and then laughed: "I personally think it is a black star chariot, but I can't be the master of Crazy Dolma."

"We don't need you to decide. We just need a license."

Affav said lightly.

Yin Xiong held his finger for a while and thought, and finally said, "Give me some time."

Affav smiled grinfully and made a handy gesture.

Yin Xiong put the old bandaged man who passed out on his shoulder and motioned for Wei Dan to leave.

Wei Dan picked up the rifle on the ground, spit a **** saliva, and said to Li Yan: "I have the opportunity to learn again."

The child Li Yan looked up, looked at Wei Dan in surprise, and nodded with smile: "Okay."

Wei Dan didn't say anything else, and he carried Yin Rong and followed Yin Xiong to leave.

When the mad Zhuoma left, the atmosphere between the two became awkward.

Afful licked his lips and said dryly, "I didn't mean to hide you or lie, I'm really afraid ..."

"It doesn't matter." Li Yan returned his uncle to Afav: "Do you believe I have amnesia?"

"I, I believe."

Li Yan raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

Affavue pouted and did not speak.

"So, this doesn't matter. The premise is that I can help you and you can help me."

Having said that, Li Yan kept silent.

The woman, who claims to be a researcher of the Black Star Chariot, was so embarrassed that the mother and son went to the exile's lair with a bullet-free crust gun to find food. The reason for this is that he didn't ask at all.

Later, Danzao Automobile sent a radio and threatened to sweep away the refugees, even at the expense of using fourth-tier arms such as the "Black Buddha" to carry out carpet bombings that had the wrong killing. Li Yan already had a rough outline of the incident.

He knew for a long time that Afful was troubled and not small. What she said just now is even more suspected of pulling herself into the water.

However, her behavior was still quite hot in general and did not touch Li Yan's psychological defense zone.

What's more, now that she has left this woman, Li Yan really doesn't know where to go for clues to Shuizhu Park.

Afful raised his head: "Although this is a bit naive, please believe me. The friendship of the Black Star Chariot is more valuable than you think. The people of the pharmacist and the Buddha rush into war. We just caught off guard. of!"

"I care more about where the water plant park is."

Li Yan smiled rather than smiled.

Kung Fu with two people talking. In the abandoned building, a man with a Mozigan head came out and waved at Li Yan and Affu: "Yin Ge talked on the phone above, Kuang Zhuoma was willing to provide a license for the exile of the Black Star chariot. , But not for free. "

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