The doll doesn't know what his name is, but others call him the Blood Staff. This is because he always uses the stick he got from the town as a weapon.

Of course, this is just what he uses when fighting with people. Generally, in order not to waste energy, he chooses to use a gun directly. Only those who can flexibly avoid bullets or are not afraid of conventional weapons will go directly to fight with people.

He walked to the bloated man and stopped. Although the latter had a smile on his face, he felt a little nervous inside. His movements became slightly unnatural and his smile was a little stiff.

Fortunately, according to his understanding, as long as others do not threaten the person in front of you and do not accept any additional commissions, then this person will not attack others, and will not even say something to you.

He snapped his fingers at this time, and someone immediately walked up with a box behind him and placed it in front of the doll.

"According to your request, half of the cash and half of the high-energy nutritional paste are all flowing out of the central city.

It's guaranteed to be a good product."

The doll picked up the suitcase and said, "Let me find me next time." After giving a stingy sentence, he left directly here.

The armed men watched silently as he left with his back to them.

A confidant came to the side of the bloated man, "Boss? We can hire him, but others can hire him,

He has only one person, do you want it?”

The bloated man was moved for a moment, but he still shook his head, "Forget it, no one can afford a higher price than us in this place, let's talk about it--" he smiled, "Someone will deal with him."

The doll was walking along the street with boxes, and there were bonfires on both sides of the street, surrounded by many gang members and drug addicts.

They had originally seen the doll walking alone on the road, and immediately cast malicious eyes. Some of them were already stupid, but when they saw his expressionless face and the blood-soaked cane in his hand, their faces changed. Everyone stopped talking, but tried to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible.

Blood rod.

This is a name that makes them tremble. There are hundreds of gang members who have fallen under this cane during this period.

Moreover, as long as the gang member who fought directly with this directly was killed by one blow, he seemed to have a special hobby and pursuit for such an execution method.

The doll walked across the vast streets, pulled out a car parked there, and drove away it in the pitiful and aggrieved light of the owners one by one.

Half an hour later, the vehicle arrived at the edge of the town, where there was an unmanned three-story house.

Because it is close to the desert and not on the main traffic road, there are only a few lonely houses, so basically no one comes here.

Before the car arrived, you could see a pile of faint flames in the house. As the vehicle approached, the flames went out.

The doll pushed the door out of the car.

A cheer came from the abandoned houses and grass on both sides of the street, "Mr. Blood Staff is back!"

"Mr. Blood Staff is back!"

At this moment, a lot of anger suddenly appeared in the streets and houses, and children and young girls came out of the houses and corners.

And a few people quickly lit the bonfire in front of the door and added some fuel to it. Suddenly the open space in front of the house became brighter and dispersed the chill at the end of November.

A young man with a baseball cap came up. The doll glanced at him and handed him the box in his hand.

The young man misjudged the weight of the box, and then fell to the ground after taking it, and his body was driven to lean forward. However, his eyes lit up, knowing that Mr. Blood Staff had gained great gains this time.

The doll lost a burden and said nothing, so she walked to the repaired roadside seat and sat down silently.

The other teenagers, men, women and children gathered around the bonfire, whispering something while baking on the fire. After he came back, it seemed that the place would no longer be as cold and depressing as before, but instead added a rare warmth and stability.

When the young man opened it and found that the things inside were separated by two layers of upper and lower layers. The top was full of banknotes, and the bottom was full of high-energy nutrition paste encapsulated with thick biofilms.

He has seen such a scene many times before, and he has not started to breathe rapidly and excitedly.

He immediately took the money away and opened it separately. At the same time, he sorted out the nutrients, packed them with a bag, and sent them to the doll.

The doll had no expression, just sat there without saying a word, and looked very cold.

The young man bowed to him and left here.

What he knew in his heart was that although Mr. Blood Staff had a cold face and looked inhumane, he was actually a very kind person with a warm heart that no one could compare to.

Mr. Blood Staff distributed all the money he earned to them. He usually only drank some simple water, took some unique nutritional cream, and was willing to guide them to practice fighting skills.

In this small town full of bastards and villains, only Mr. Blood Staff would do this, otherwise they would become consumables in the laboratory in less than a month, or they would simply be sold to various places by gangs.

How can I fill my stomach every day like now, have a place to shelter from the wind, and there is a little bit of a flame called hope.

The doll didn't move the money, he wanted to save energy and didn't want to run by himself. And these children ran errands,

He can buy everything he needs. He has nothing to do except daily necessities. Why do he use these children? Because the first time he met these children, it was that simple.

As for guidance, he only occasionally saw these children training. When they saw their crooked posture, they couldn't help but want to correct it for no reason, but when it was corrected, there were new problems.

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"If you refuse to leave, then we have to ask you to leave."

He looked around and said, "You don't want to see any harm from these cute kids, right?"

He investigated in advance. Although the blood stick is very powerful, it is actually a kind-hearted person. Almost all the money he earns is spent on these children. Good people are good, and only good people have weaknesses.

The doll remained silent. The sheriff smiled and thought he had grasped him. "That's it." He also signaled his subordinates to ask them to take a few children away so that there would be a guarantee.

The gunman under his command rushed up immediately, and a sound came from behind, "Mr. Blood Staff, don't worry about us, kill these bad guys!"

A slingshot shot out a steel ball and shot it at the sheriff, but before it even reached the front, it was grabbed by a big hand and slowly kneaded it, and finally turned into debris and fell down.
Chapter completed!