"That's not true. The others are ordinary people, although they seem to have been trained."

"So many people?"

Singer's eyes flashed for a moment, and he made a decision instantly.

It was Ji Wuming's decision to go to harass gathering place No. 2 and embarrass Liu Zhi and lose his face.

Usually when it is confirmed that Liu Zhi is a loner, there is no problem for him to harass him without hesitation.

"It seems we have to stop for a while. Well, you can go to the warehouse later to get some supplies and ask someone to deliver them to Jin Wenqiang. Forget it, just apologize to Liu Zhi and tell him that I have been drinking low-quality wine in recent times.

, please forgive him and don’t share my understanding.” Singer smiled and said to Langley.

A person who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he did not get to where he is today just by relying on some small means.

As early as when he agreed to Ji Wuming, Singer had already thought of a way out.

Now I don’t know the details of those weirdos, nor do I know who they are going to deal with.

Singer decided to take the initiative, reach out and not hit the smiling man, and hide for a while before talking.

As for Ji Wuming, he has done enough recently, so he probably doesn't have any objections.

"I'll go right away." Langley nodded, turned around and left.

"You can call Tal again later, and use the opportunity of delivering supplies to let him see if he can work with that weirdo to find out what's going on. Be careful not to provoke him."

"Okay, he should be sleeping. I'll call him first."

Langley nodded, murmuring in his heart.

Tal is the only Level 10 Router at Gathering 4, and he is also a combat-oriented reserve soldier.

Most people wouldn't be able to handle sparring with him even if they held back their strength.

But can he really compete with that weirdo?

The burly red figure flashed through his mind. Langre shuddered and decided not to think about it any more.

At least for her, she definitely didn't want to fight this monster that seemed to have walked out of hell.

Just by looking into each other's eyes from a few hundred meters apart, she felt like her blood had stagnated.

"Tal, Tal!"

Langley walked for a while and stood in front of a dilapidated tent and called a few times.

Due to cultural differences, the Nile people do not like to live in mud houses made of yellow mud, but prefer tents made of shabby cloth and flimsy supports.

Looking at it, the entire gathering place No. 4 seems to be a sea of ​​tents. Tents of different sizes and sizes are densely arranged, like relics forgotten by time.

Whenever the wind blows, there will be a roaring sound throughout the gathering place, and the tent fabrics are blown by the wind, which seems to tell the story of poverty and backwardness here.

Of course, it will also be mixed with a stench that is even more eye-catching than Gathering No. 2.

Due to the lack of necessary sanitation facilities and basically no planning, the entire gathering area is filthy, with garbage everywhere and sewage flowing across the street.

Many olilies were pulled directly behind the tent, and when there were too many, they were simply buried with soil.

No, as soon as Tal leaned out of the tent, he almost stepped on an Ollie.

"Damn it, if I knew which beast did it here, I would definitely pop his anus!"

Tal, who has a strong build and a noodle head, has a displeased face, and his whole person exudes a dangerous aura.

Langley subconsciously compared it with the red-skinned weirdo.

Well, there's still no comparison at all.

Perhaps because of familiarity, he didn't feel the fatal threat from Tal at all.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"We have to go to gathering place No. 2 to deliver supplies, Liu Zhi is coming from outside."

Langley briefly repeated what happened at gathering place No. 2.

During this period, Tal curled his lips when he heard that Singer gave in so simply, but did not express any objection.

Singer is definitely an old fox, and his judgment has been proven countless times in the past.

"So I'm going to fight that weirdo?"

"It's a discussion," Langley corrected: "Although I think you are no match for him, it's best to give him a try."

"Go away, I won't fall for such a cheap provocation."

Tal said he didn't care, but his body was very honest. He turned back to the tent and took out the chain and hung it around his waist.

Cold weapons are not easy to use in a chaotic wasteland, but they are very intimidating in a slightly orderly gathering place.
Chapter completed!