The shopkeeper glanced at him and lowered his voice, "Lao Wu, that guy just now has a secret silver medal on him."

"Silver medal?" Lao Wu suddenly became interested, "Can you see a way out?"

"I can't tell," the shopkeeper shook his head, "I offered five silver cents, but he didn't want to sell it."

"It's worth at least five silver dollars. You're really naughty," Lao Wu chuckled, "Fuck him?"

The shop owner nodded slightly and said, "He has a strange face, he must be an uncommon savage, and his equipment is not bad."

"So what if the equipment is not bad?" Lao Wu replied disapprovingly, "Seven or eight people surrounded him, how dare he take action?"

"It's better to be careful," the store owner said sternly, "You first have to take a look at that guy's path to make sure it's not a trap."

In the wilderness of the wasteland, plotting and being plotted are common. Whether the other party is fishing or not is hard to tell.

Not long after, Lao Wu came back and said, "Second brother, they are a group of foreign scavengers, and one of them was killed by a one-eyed wolf."

"The scavenger... did you get it by chance?" The store owner raised his eyebrows, "How many companions does he have in total?"

It is true that scavengers are not easy to mess with near the garbage dump, but the elites in Hongsi settlement are really not afraid of them.

It's nothing more than gangsters and gangsters, calculating with one's mind but not caring. Who is afraid of whom?

Lao Wu's face darkened when he heard this, "It seems that there are more than forty people here, three cars."

"More than forty?" The store owner was shocked when he heard this, "When did the scavengers become so united?"

Lao Wu spread his hands helplessly, "I heard that it has something to do with the one-eyed wolf... the specific situation is not very clear yet."
Chapter completed!