"How can I trust you? We can't talk about it unless you give it to me first!" Sumo interrupted the black thief rudely and was not polite.

The atmosphere was once again frozen, with both parties refusing to back down, so naturally the conversation could not continue.

After a while, he seemed to feel that the shouts of killing outside had subsided. The man in black became anxious and interrupted the stalemate with an awkward statement:

"You should know that even if you kill me, you don't know the location of my refuge and you can't open my core. Why don't we all take a step back?"

"My name is Carola, what's yours?"

The voice of the man in black was pleasant, but Sumo was unmoved and continued to respond coldly:

"Carola? My name is Brother Nu!"

The man in black really looks like the invincible Kama from The Walking Dead, and Somo is not bad either. He holds up a crossbow and looks like the "Crossbow Brother" of the wasteland!

This cold joke immediately made the gangster behind the explosion-proof shield laugh angrily!

"Then what do you want? Why don't you and I just keep delaying it until the kobold comes back?"

Hearing the black thief's angry tone like a little girl's, Sumo showed a smile under his mask, and at the same time changed the subject:

"I can let you take it first, but you can only take the food, and you must be under my gun!"

The automatic pistol in his hand glowed with a dazzling black light under the oil lamp!

The cold barrel of the gun, as cold as Somo's tone, always occupies the commanding heights in the treasure room!

In the end, "Corolla" chose to compromise, held up a heavy explosion-proof shield, and began to collect supplies in the treasure room.

Most of the food that can be placed here is something that kobolds don't like, and it is also the most urgently needed food material for humans.

There was corn, potatoes, and some bulk rice piled scatteredly in the corner.

The man in black only collected less than one-fifth of the numerous supplies, and his storage space was filled.

Then, under Somo's eyes, the dark shadow began to take out unused items one by one, replacing the food on the ground.

A pot! Two units of iron! A shovel

a bottle filled with water

And a weird magazine with pictures of exposed girls!

Seeing the black thieves taking out more and more strange things, Sumo just wanted to complain.

Unfortunately, before I could say anything, there was a burst of crazy dog ​​barking outside the supplies room!
Chapter completed!