He spoke expressionlessly, "I allow you to reorganize the language."

"You...you come with me," Morrison changed decisively, then turned and left.

"I'm keeping it for you temporarily because I'm worried about it being stolen by others."

This is the wasteland. Some people are hot-blooded, some are as cunning as foxes, and some are shameless...

The tricycle is hidden two kilometers away, obscured by a pile of inconspicuous garbage.

What's rare is that Morrison actually cleaned the tricycle and it looked much better.

They wanted to sell it at a high price! Qu Jianlei could see it at a glance.

He pulled out the long knife obtained from Hua Ya and said expressionlessly, "Now we can talk about compensation."

"Compensation..." Morrison's scarred face wrinkled, "Silly... Brother Qu, I really don't have any bad intentions."

Without saying a word, Qu Jianlei raised his hand and struck with a knife.

Morrison reacted quickly and jumped away, narrowly avoiding the knife.

Qu Jianlei flipped his wrist and slashed horizontally again, "You still dare to hide?"

I'm dead if I don't hide! Morrison dodged again, "Brother Qu, we have something to discuss!"

He wanted to turn around and run, but seeing Silly Qu's attitude of killing people if he disagreed with him, if he dared to run, the other party would definitely dare to shoot.

Qu Jianlei's skills were acceptable, but he didn't use all his strength and was somewhat slack.

The opponent is extremely flexible in jumping around and is indeed not easy to hit.

So he reached out and pulled out the laser gun again.

He held a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, and said coldly, "Compensation!"

Seeing the other party's ruthless attack, Morrison no longer dared to quibble. After taking two steps back, he answered with a sullen face.
Chapter completed!