When Qu Jianlei was called by Mr. Sai, he was a little confused, "...hire me?"

"Remember, don't ask me back!" Mr. Sai raised his hand and pointed at him, "Only this is the only time!"

Next time, he will kill someone!

Qu Jianlei quickly sorted out his thoughts, "I won't ask anymore, but my transportation business is not full."

"Not...full?" Mr. Sai was also a little uncomfortable with this Blue Star-style statement.

You just say that transportation business is very rare, right?

There is indeed some mental problem!

Mr. Sai walked away for a while before he asked again, "Do you mean you have poor ability to obtain information?"

"Yes," Qu Jianlei nodded, "Not many people who have money to rent cars among the scavengers, and they usually don't show their wealth."

The truth is that the scavenger is not only very tight, but also the circle is very xenophobic, and he is just an auxiliary job on the outside!

"This... doesn't matter," Mr. Sai didn't want to admit that he was wrong.

Moreover, it is necessary to place a chess piece there, it is nothing more than the dark son becoming the bright son.

"You just have to tell me if you accept employment?"

What will happen if he doesn't accept employment? Qu Jianlei asked this question very well, after all, everyone knows that he is not in a normal mind.

But considering that "only this time", he still said, "I'm stupid, I'm afraid I can't do it well, so don't have to pay too much."

If the employment fee is too high, the other party will probably have to inject himself into an injection in order to reduce the risk!

"You are not stupid," Mr. Sai smiled meaningfully.

The contact between the two parties was very short, but he still felt that the other party had no obvious lack of intelligence.

However, there seems to be some problems in terms of spirit, but the person's true quality is also considered a smart behavior.

Mr. Sai was too lazy to explain more. Anyway, it was a casual move that he set up, "How about two tubes of nutrients every day?"

Qu Jianlei's eyes lit up. He had been hungry for six years. "If you get important news, you will be rewarded... that's how it should be!"

——As long as you hold me with rewards, I will definitely do my best to work.

"Sure enough, no question was asked," Mr. Sai laughed when he heard this, "How could he be a fool if he is not slow to react?"

"The rewards are too much. It depends on what information you can find... Go and get the injection!"

You also need to inject injection? Qu Jianlei's heart sank, and you are just in this way!

Do you understand the difference? Only different treatments will lead to competition and you will get more news.

He complained in his heart, but his face remained silent, "Oh, injections are also very expensive."

This is the second time that Mr. Sai heard him say that "injections are expensive", and he thought to himself that you have never seen the world.

But then I thought about it and the other party could take four tubes of nutrients in one breath, and I could imagine how hard life was in normal times.

So he glanced at the people around him and raised two fingers, which meant "No. 2 injection".

The No. 2 injection is an improved version of No. 1 and has a slightly less toxicity.

This person is a fool after all, and his physique is almost done. It would be a pity if he died if he didn't take the antidote.

Qu Jianlei didn't notice this detail, and his head was full of depression: Do you still need to be injected?

What he cannot tolerate the most is that he cannot help but be influenced by others, not to mention that he also hides huge dangers of life.

The environment in the wasteland is very harsh, but just from the perspective of weapons, you can tell how advanced the technology before the end of the world was.

Toxic injection + batch antidote...is it normal?

He subconsciously wanted to take the risk of escaping, but his mind was a little unable to control himself.

But when he saw two headless corpses not far away, he forced himself to suppress the impulse in his heart.

Because of his strong restraint, his body couldn't help but shake violently.

Others looked at him strangely, but didn't find it strange... Isn't it normal to be afraid of being injected with poison?

Everyone knows that Sao Qu is too brave to be a little brave, and would rather sell coolies than pick up scavengers.

Qu Jianlei forced himself to restrain his impulse while quickly analyzing everything he saw.

He wanted to identify the name of the light blue injection from the potion bottle, but obviously, the other party could not make such a low-level mistake.

Deltoid injection on the arm, oh, or the left arm...

This means that toxins can quickly reach the heart.

Slowly... Someone can inject the right arm? This seems to be an opportunity.

——If you reach the heart a little slower, it can be considered an opportunity.

Qu Jianlei secretly twisted the deltoid muscle of his right arm. This was the same trick he had when he escaped from trouble, and he was exploring and practicing by himself.

If it is useful, it can temporarily locally close blood vessels.

This method is very strange, but it is not possible to use it for fighting, so he has been a weakling for the past six years.

Similarly, the calorie consumption is also very large, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to use it.

But now there is no way, just hold on for a while.

Fortunately, he just took four nutritional agents. If he was in debt for a long time, his body's calories were temporarily filled.

Qu Jianlei walked forward with his right arm exposed, and the person in charge of the injection looked at him.

Logically speaking, it should be injected with the left arm, for the reason... Of course, it is what Qu Jianlei thought.

However, this requirement is not that strict. Since the other party has exposed his right arm and is covered in blood scabs, then that's it.

The needle was not even replaced, and almost three milliliters of liquid was pushed in five seconds, which shows the roughness.

But this is the wasteland, and few people care about the feelings of the weak.

Qu Jianlei believes that if the other party didn't want to change the syringe and was worried that the syringe would rupture, the speed might be faster.

Pushing it to the end with one needle, Qu Jianlei frowned slightly, this...is not right!

Although the blood vessels have been temporarily closed, he can still feel that the injection contains violent energy.

He was puzzled, but there was no expression on his face, his eyelids drooped and he quietly retreated aside.

I thought it was a controllable neurotoxin or something, but it turned out... it was the impact of disordered energy?

But can this energy impact... kill people? And, can there be an antidote?

If you can't figure it out, then you won't think about it anymore. Qu Jianlei stood there silently.

Soon, his right arm deltoid muscles felt hot from the tip of his right finger.

After the injection, each of the scavengers received another cup of water, "Drink it!"

The water is really clear, even clearer than mineral water, and is rarely seen in wasteland.

However, no one is grateful. Every wasteland survivor is an expert in survival in the wild.

As we all know, this is to promote the operation of medicine in the body.

Someone muttered, "The body is a little hot... Is this an attack early?"

The person in charge of the injection looked at him, "The attack occurs every five days, and now it is a normal reaction."

When Qu Jianlei heard the word "attack", he became more and more unwilling to let this unknown agent enter his shoulders or armpits.

But it is really hard to resist, and... it really consumes calories.

After about ten minutes, someone came over and handed him a stained cloth bag.

There are ten tubes of nutrients in the bag and a simple alloy ring.

Nutrients are five days' "wage". There is a concave and convex button on the alloy ring. If you have important news, you can press the button.

Those unimportant news still have to go to Hongsi’s residence to report and receive a reward of five days at the same time.

"Thank you," Qu Jianlei was polite, and at the same time opened a tube of nutrients and squeezed it directly into his mouth.

At the end, he reversed the outer membrane and licked the residue from the nutrient into his mouth.

In the wasteland, everyone... all poor people eat nutritional agents like this.

Qu Jianlei's resentment has even been reduced by a little bit... The advance salary is quite good.

The key is that it was just right, and he could hardly bear it anymore.

Five minutes later, the last guy who escaped was also chased back - the man was too dead to die.

Then, Mr. Sai whistled away with the convoy, just as they were when they came.

The weapons of the survivors were also returned, and the nobles in the Hongzi settlement were despised by this simple thing.

A big man with a fat face walked to Qu Jianlei and raised his hand and pushed it, "Boy, what did you get?"

The man was a hunter, carrying a Gauss automatic gun on his back, but he didn't think he had to take off the gun.
To be continued...