The red sun became more and more blazing, and finally darkened suddenly, the huge sunset covering a small half of the sky sank into the horizon, the dim yellow clouds rolled and flew back, and night was approaching.
The black-spotted lizard came out of the sand dune, and its vertical pupils reflected a crooked black building.
Half of the building is buried in the sand. On top of the rotten and shapeless steel frame, messy iron sheets were welded. There is a lot of fire light coming out from behind the broken glass window, and it is surrounded by poplars with bark peeled off, and it is quiet.
In front of the abandoned building, a series of Chinese characters, English, and Tibetan are written with an arrowhead wooden sign. And a revolver with roses tattooed on it.
Mad Dolma.
The Dodge Tomahawk has come a long way, and it's finally here.
There were a few puddles of ashes on the ground, as well as scorched paper scraps. It was obvious that someone had used the books in the building as fuel. The wind and sand blew, revealing a burnt thick book, only half of the cover was written Gospelaccor.
Li Yan was in a daze. Not long ago, he had a deadly fight with a heavy fighter comparable to the Su-27, but now it was the same doomsday scene as before.
This world is not backward, but it is too barbaric.
An old man with an Uzi submachine gun in his arms and wrapped in yellow bandages walked straight out from the crooked wooden door. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Li Yan obliquely, with a bad expression on his face.
"We are here for the license granted by Kudloma."
Afaf was the first to speak, half of her face was buried in the cloak, a section of chestnut-colored hair was stuck to her chest, and she embraced the swaddling baby.
With a license for this thing, any powerful big company will produce it and issue it to wild hunters who have made outstanding contributions to it. Hunters often have to complete the corresponding entrustment before they can get it.
The stronger the company, the more difficult it is to entrust. From scouting for mineral veins, clearing city ruins for rad beetles, to slaying rival leaders, you name it.
Having a license from a prestigious and prestigious company is not only a status symbol, but also received and recognized by the organization and its friendly forces.
The third-level wandering god is more than enough even if he wants to obtain a Pompeii munitions license.
The old man's vulture-like gaze greedily swept over the silver-gray Dodge Tomahawk and Afaf's snow-white neck, and finally reached Li Yan's face, but was startled by his sharp eyes.
The old man reacted, a little embarrassed, he curled his lips and muttered, "I didn't entrust you to do this here, get out."
Li Yan hugged his shoulders, tilted his head and asked Afafu: "Does Kuang Zhuoma have fighter jets?"
Afaf was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "No, only Dancuo Automobile and Pompeii Arms have that thing in the entire B area. After all, this is only Kuang Zhuoma's forward-looking base"
Li Yan started to move forward when Afafu said "no", and when Afafu said "here after all", he was only four or five meters away from the old man.
The bandaged old man's eyes turned cold, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation, but his eyes blurred, a huge impact hit him head-on, the Uzi submachine gun fell to the ground, and his entire face was pinched by Li Yan who was rushing forward. !
Without mercy, Li Yan pinched the old man's face and slammed into the Populus euphratica fence, blood splashing. At this time, Afafu had just finished saying the words "prospective base".
"OMG."
Afaf lowered his head and covered his face. But the child in her arms started babbling, with dimples appearing on her chubby face.
Suddenly, the black muzzle of the gun poked out of the window, and at least seven or eight red dots aimed at Li Yan's head, neck, chest and other vital positions.
A frivolous whistle came from the third floor of the building.
Li Yan looked up, and leaning against the window was a woman in a tight black vest, army green trousers, with a curvy figure and short hair stubs that were an inch long, holding a rifle, with her right eye buried in the sight glass, her mouth open chewing gum.
"Let him go."
The face of the bandaged old man was still pinched by Li Yan, and he seemed to have passed out.
Facing the pressure of the gun, Li Yan shrugged his shoulders, let go of his palms, and let the old man's body slide down.
"Very good~"
The corner of the woman's mouth curled up, and a copper-yellow bullet with a diameter of 12mm came out of the chamber!
Snapped!
The jagged wind rock was shattered, red broken stones splashed everywhere, and dust surged, but Li Yan disappeared.
What about people?
The woman looked around and couldn't find Li Yan, so she frowned.
"Weidan! He went to your place!"
The room above the woman's head, someone is pullingsp; Yin Xiong was taken aback, then laughed: "I personally think it's the Black Star Chariot, but I can't be the master of Mad Dolma."
"We don't need you to decide, we just need a license."
Alfaf said lightly.
Yin Xiong pinched his fingers and pondered for a while, and finally said: "Give me some time."
Alfaf grinned and made a gesture of letting go.
Yin Xiong put the fainted old man in bandages on his shoulder, and signaled Wei Dan and himself to leave.
Wei Dan picked up the rifle on the ground, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and said to Li Yan: "There is a chance to fight again."
Li Yan, who was teasing the child, looked up, looked at Wei Dan in surprise, and nodded with a smile: "Okay."
Wei Dan didn't say anything more, and followed Yin Xiong away step by step with his rifle on his shoulder.
When Kuang Zhuoma's people left, the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward.
Afaf licked his lips and said dryly: "I didn't deliberately hide from you, nor did I lie, I'm really afraid"
"It's okay." Li Yan returned the swaddle to Afafu: "Do you believe I have amnesia?"
"I, I believe it."
Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Afaf pursed his lips and remained silent.
"So, this is not important. The premise is that if I can help you, you can also help me."
Having said that, Li Yan remained silent.
This woman claimed to be a researcher of the Black Star Chariot, but she was so embarrassed that the mother and son went to the refugee's lair to find food with a shell gun without bullets. He didn't ask the reason for this at all.
Later, Dantso's car sent out a radio, threatening to wipe out the refugees, but he did not hesitate to use fourth-tier units such as "Black Buddha" to carry out carpet bombing without any mistakes. Li Yan already had a rough outline of the incident in his mind.
He already knew in his heart that Alfaf was in trouble, and it was not small. What she said just now was even more suspected of dragging herself into the water.
However, her behavior was generally considered moderate, and did not touch Li Yan's psychological defense zone.
What's more, without this woman now, Li Yan really doesn't know where to find clues to Shuizhu Park.
Afaf raised his head: "Although it is a bit naive to say this, please believe me, the friendship of the Black Star Chariot is more valuable than you think, the people of Medicine Buddha rashly started the war, we were just caught off guard, they have no chance of winning of!"
"I am more concerned about where Shuizhu Park is."
Li Yan's smile was not a smile.
The time for two people to talk. In the abandoned building, a man with a Mohawk came out and waved his hands at Li Yan and Afafu: "Brother Yin made a call to the higher-ups, and Kuang Zhuoma is willing to provide licenses for the exiles of the Black Star Chariot." , but not free of charge." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com