A fat young man with a Gauss automatic gun!

The fat young man's eyes were full of disbelief until he died.

After killing this man, Qu Jianlei turned his head and looked at Hong Mao expressionlessly.

Hong Mao raised his hands and spoke tremblingly, "Qu, Brother Qu... Third Master is my boss, and he has been helpful to you in saving your life."

"Yes, Third Master is my savior," Qu Jianlei nodded, then turned the gun and pulled the trigger.

Seeing Hongmao lying in a pool of blood, he sighed softly and muttered, "But it was the third master who saved me...does it have anything to do with you?"

Then he raised his head and looked indifferently in one direction, "Have you seen enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough," Morrison replied hurriedly, "I'm recovering from my injuries and can't go far."

Qu Jianlei gave him a cold look, "I hope you can control your mouth... You don't need my help, right?"

"No need, no need," Morrison replied quickly, feeling more fearful in his heart.

He always thought that after Silhouette obtained the weapon, his mentality was a bit inflated, so he had no scruples in taking action.

But now it seems that this guy has a very cool head.

He only gave himself a knife, but he killed the two assistants of the third master without hesitation.

There is no shortage of masters in the wasteland who kill without blinking an eye, but it is difficult to accurately grasp the balance between killing and warning.

Morrison could vaguely guess why these two people died, but he could survive.

But in any case, killing people without warning is not something ordinary people can do.

Calmly fighting one against two, a timid person would never be able to do it... The key is that he did it.

At this moment, he completely believed the rumors outside. His stupid mind was really abnormal!

So he proactively asked, "Should I help you bury them?"

(A new month has begun. During the new book period, I ask for all kinds of help.)
Chapter completed!