The baby in the swaddle was neither crying nor fussing, its bright black eyes rolling curiously. Reflecting the steep cliffs of the Gobi.
Li Yan rested his head on the motorcycle, facing a Populus euphratica, and looked at the horizon.
Behind the motorcycle, covered by a tarpaulin covered with dead branches, there was the sound of dripping water. The woman poured a ladle of water on her shoulders, and looked at the baby by her lap from time to time with tender eyes.
"This thing has side effects."
Li Yan put the injection in his hand under the purple sunlight, the brown liquid flowed in the needle tube, glowing brightly.
A soft palm groped back and forth on the branch on which the clothes were hung. The woman with long wet hair raised her head and took a peek at Li Yan before answering: "People with poor physique may die violently."
Li Yan didn't care when he heard the words. After burning the sewing needle with a lighter, he used it as a needle and injected the "savior with two guns" into his body.
After a simple grooming, the woman looks more beautiful, her eyebrows are curved and long, her skin is supple, her waist and hips are firm and firm. No wonder the checkmate mob, polluted by radiation and dominated by desire in their minds, is crazy about it.
"Thank you, sir."
The woman looked at Li Yan's back and greeted him gently.
In such an era, a man with a pistol, a motorcycle, and fresh water is undoubtedly full of charm.
"Are there any larger settlements near here?"
Li Yan asked.
The woman settled down: "Going 50 kilometers to the north, there is a large shelter. Sir, which company issued your license? Brother Rain? Or Kuang Zhuoma?"
"What the hell is that?"
Li Yan raised his eyebrows.
The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, Li Yan immediately turned to look at her, she shrank back in shock, seeing that Li Yan didn't make any more drastic moves, just staring at her, then said: "Brother Ren, and Kuang Zhuoma , are all large arms companies here that have the strength to manufacture firearms, and these scattered small shelters will only recognize wild hunters and are willing to receive them if they have a license issued by them."
"How to get a license?"
Li Yan didn't blink.
"Complete the commission from the munitions company." The woman replied subconsciously, and suddenly she asked in surprise: "You are not a novice, are you? Then where did your pistol and motorcycle come from?"
Li Yan turned back and said leisurely: "Put on your clothes and take me to a place where I can get a license." He frowned suddenly: "Wait, find me a place where I can find gasoline first." place. By the way, what's your name?"
Li Yan threw several questions in succession.
Although the Dodge Tomahawk obtained from Yandu has been modified by that unlucky walker, it can travel through various complex terrains, but its fuel consumption is not low. During this journey, Li Yan has seen too many abandoned cars, but there is no Except, none of them still had gas.
He still has some reserved space for imprinting, but not much. If he can't find a settlement where he can buy gasoline, he can only take the mother and child to trek on two legs.
"My name is Afafe, the one just now was chased!"
Before the woman finished speaking, she suddenly screamed.
Hearing this, Li Yan glanced at the direction of Afaf's finger, curled his mouth, and looked down at the clips in the gun case.
The sound of cars came.
Shouts, whistles, jeep tires running wildly, thugs who look like ghosts, magazines tied to their chests, and carbines dancing wildly, all of them show that the visitors are definitely not good.
Li Yan saw a few familiar faces from the car, they were the thugs who besieged Afafe just now, while most of the rest were burly men with fierce expressions and braided hair tied with bone ornaments. Except, they all have guns in their hands.
There are four cars in total, all of which are dilapidated. The green jeep at the beginning has iron sheets welded everywhere, and there are graffiti on the doors and front of the car. The man driving the jeep is a man with dreadlocks.
As for the co-pilot, there was a giant bald man with a wrist the size of a pear, hugging his shoulders and staring at him.
Ever since the two of them appeared in this person's field of vision, Li Yan, who was pillowed on the motorcycle, didn't even take a look with his bald head, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Afafu. The scarlet tongue licked his lips, his expression greedy and ugly.
Seeing Afafe's face, the thugs in the car screamed more joyfully.
"Da da da da da da~"
The carbine frantically spat out flames, leaving a row of bullet holes at Li Yan's feet.
Li Yan stood up, aimed the Luger pistol in his hand at the jeep and pulled the trigger, but the distance between the two was far beyond the range of the pistol, not even piercing the iron sheet, and his futile resistance provokedThe thugs in the car laughed again.
However, Li Yan was ignorant, and still fired bullets in a leisurely manner.
Afaf gritted his teeth, picked up the swaddling clothes, tied the baby to his chest with a belt, kicked over the water basin, regardless of the thin clothes, turned over vigorously, got on the Dodge Tomahawk, clamped the motorcycle with his long legs, and turned around and shouted: "Hurry up!" car."
Without looking back, Li Yan pointed at Afafu with his spare left hand: "If you dare to drive my car, I will kill you."
"You!" Alfafe wanted to cry but had no tears.
The futile shooting instead aroused the joking hearts of these car thugs, and taking into account the living Afaf on the side, they laughed and shot into the sky and whistled at Li Yan.
"Call again when you get close."
As soon as Afaf finished speaking, there was a "click~click~" sound from the bolt in Li Yan's hand.
"You, are you out of bullets?"
The woman said in astonishment.
Li Yan showed no expression, nor did he say a word.
The bald thug in the jeep was almost in tears of laughter.
Because he had just smoked marijuana, the giant bald man was a little delirious. He was drooling and whistling, and patted the shoulder of the dreadlocked driver beside him. He didn't know what he said, which made the dreadlocked driver laugh. Suddenly, with a bang, a black mass smashed through the windshield and hit the winking bald face directly, splashing blood mist.
"Ahhh~"
The dreadlocks holding the steering wheel screamed like a ghost.
The head of the giant bald man is horrible, bone fragments and flesh and blood are mixed with iron parts, and there are springs inserted in the eye sockets? !
Gun springs? !
"What the hell skill, I haven't got Fengze to get used to it, but fortunately, I can try it out before replacing the expanded skill."
After throwing out the Luger pistol in his hand, Li Yan cursed a few words, then took out a big gun with a chiseled golden tiger head, and stepped on the sandy ground, causing the ground to crack!
The vehicle was at least 100 meters away from Li Yan, but almost instantly, Li Yan, who was wielding a big gun with one hand, was approaching! The Platinum Swallowing Blade inserted into the headlight! The blood vessels on the back of Li Yan's hands were clearly visible on the thugs driving the car!
Tiger pick!
Immediately afterwards, there were frost marks on the car window.
The turbulent ice teeth went up the gun body, forming ice trees and silver flowers more than ten feet long on the desolate Gobi stand, and the entire Mercedes-Benz jeep was directly thrown out by Li Yan's gun!
Afafu was stunned for a while, then murmured: "Youshen, the third-order transformation potion, Youshen." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com