Morrison spoke, Collins was too lazy to answer, but just looked at him coldly - is it your turn to speak here?

The dirty woman also looked at him and said impatiently, "You really want these three rounds when we ask you to ship goods?"

Then she looked at Qu Jianlei, "Xiao Qu, you must make up for it, how can you fight for the immortals?"

"I'm not familiar with them," Qu Jianlei replied helplessly, "Everyone may die, this is the wasteland."

"They all admire you," a middle-aged man spoke out, the one who told him the secret of the injection.

"If you can come forward to organize, we will die less."

They didn't think that silly can absolutely stop the killing, but even if it could stop a little, it would be good!

It is unrealistic that survivors of wasteland rarely consider absolute survival rates.

To be serious is that they pay more attention to the probability of survival. If the probability is greater, the hope of survival will be higher.

"The organization cannot come," Qu Jianlei answered very simply, then raised his hand and pointed at Morrison.

"Whoever wants to organize self-rescue can find him, but he is more eloquent than me."

"We have seen so many people who are good at speaking... we have seen it," Collins said gloomyly, "I admire you for being stupid."

I'm stupid... Have I eaten your rice? Qu Jianlei was too lazy to compete with him. It's not worth it. "You can also be stupid."

This is not something that a normal person can say! Collins was speechless.

Finally, he asked in disgust, "Do you think...you must be fine this time?"

Qu Jianlei turned his head and thought about it, and then replied, "I was not eaten by the fallen ones at that time. I can live until now and make a profit!"

"I have nothing to say to you, a fool!" Collins completely lost his temper.

However, many survivors do have this mentality. In wasteland, living a day of extra income is a profit.

Early the next morning, everyone came to Hongsi Residence District.

Unfortunately, after waiting all morning, I got a news: Captain Tuzoufu was not here and went out to do business.

Everyone was about to ask what to do with the antidote, but the guards who brought the medicine last time came.

He brought enough medicine bags and sent them one-on-one, then said.

"I don't have any information about the captain, but you have no news, the captain told me..."

"Next time, if there is no news, he plans to only send fifteen medicine packs!"

At that time, there were twenty scavengers who were injected with the drug, and a supplementary job, Qu Jianlei, a total of twenty ones.

One of them was killed last time, and twenty people received the antidote this time.

When the dirty woman heard this, she was stunned, "Will you kill five next time... next time?"

"If there is no news, that's it," the guards replied expressionlessly.

After a pause, he added, "It doesn't have to be killed five people... Maybe some people are seriously injured, and the captain's gun skills are just like that."

This cold joke made everyone laugh.

Collins couldn't help but mutter, "Even if it's a minor injury... without an antidote, it's going to be dead sooner or later."

When Qu Jianlei heard this, he looked at him calmly, thinking that he was worried that he would be silenced in the end.

However, Collins had a very strong sense of perception. He felt someone looking at him, turned his head and looked at Qu Jianlei lightly.

There was no expression on his face, but this did not mean anything. Many survivors were masters of expression management.

This time, everyone took the medicine on the spot.

But Qu Jianlei played a trick and replaced the paper bag this time with the last paper bag.

So the antidote he poured into his mouth was only a wisp.

But... no one can see it, right?

This time he brought a lot of supplies, so he directly exchanged for a simple motorcycle with three Gauss guns and a long knife.

In the wasteland, motorcycles are much more expensive than Gauss guns. Although Gauss guns are weapons, motorcycles are considered "big items"!

In normal exchange, it is almost one to three, but one of the guns he used to exchange is very old.

So he added an extra long knife.

The motorcycle provided by the other party is not an ordinary product. Although it is a used car, it looks very unbearable, but it is strong and durable.

Qu Jianlei has some attainments in machinery, so it is still okay to look at a second-hand motorcycle.

After getting the motorcycle, he slammed the accelerator and rushed away.

What he didn't know was that there were at least five groups of people behind him, silently paying attention to him.

Collins turned his head and glanced at the dirty woman with no expression on his face, "It's all like this, can he still tolerate him to continue being stupid?"

"I don't understand this very much," the woman replied casually, "Can he really control those lunatics?"

Collins smiled coldly, "One more person will give you more chances of living."

"Do you think he will die?" A smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, "Then, you must be the one who died."

"Is that?" A ray of light flashed through Collins' eyes.

Not far away, the owner of a grocery store looked at Qu Jianlei away, "Just a fool... don't have the strength?"

"Who can tell the strength clearly?" He was surrounded by the strong fifth brother, "Second brother, just do it."

"Secret silver medal..." The owner sighed softly, "I'm really curious about what is hidden in the silver medal."

The secret silver medal is actually not big. It is calculated based on the weight of silver, which is only half a silver dollar, and it is no problem to change five silver slots.

But there are patterns on the silver medal, which is a craft, especially the pattern is very exquisite, which is considered an exquisite handicraft.

Qu Jianlei wanted five silver dollars at the beginning, and he also referred to the value of handicrafts.

Otherwise, why would he have to sell this thing? He is not in a hurry to use money.

But the owner knew very well that the secret silver medal was not just silver and handicrafts, but its real function was a key...

Not far from him, there was a group that was obviously a hunter, who was also staring at Qu Jianlei.

A small man chuckled, "I'm still out of my mind. I didn't expect this guy... to be a little rich."

Those who dare to ride a motorcycle alone to the wild are not only a little wealth, but also a little courage!

There are motorcycles among the hunters, and there are two or three out of ten.

But there are only two or three out of one hundred who dare to ride a motorcycle alone to the wild.

This is not just a matter of courage. Hunters are cleaner than scavengers, but there are really many outlaws inside.

Your own life is a trivial matter. If the motorcycle is damaged outside, it will be "to make the poor family worse."

Those who are really rich live in the residential area. Even if they come out, they drive off-road vehicles. Who can play motorcycles?

In the trio, another person wearing a mask spoke, "I suggest not to provoke this person."

The man who knew Sister Na was stunned when he heard this. Although he acted casually, he admired his teammate's judgment.

As for other gazes, there are those from scavengers, and there are also those from others...

Qu Jianlei rode a motorcycle and bumped for more than three hours, and arrived at a transit camp more than 100 kilometers away.

There are not many people in the transit camp, but there are quite a lot of goods, mainly selling supplies to survivors.

Qu Jianlei filled the oil, bought a large plastic pot filled with oil, then purchased a batch of outdoor supplies, and then got in the car and left.

After this purchase, he bought a lot of things, almost clearing his family's assets.

His actions even attracted the attention of some people, and his eyes were not kind.

Finally, he came quickly and left quickly. Before the people who covet him had time to do anything, he had already left.

Qu Jianlei took advantage of the darkness to come to the rock camp, took away the supplies he could use, and quietly left again.

This time, he brought all his belongings and planned to take a risk.

There are two Gauss guns, one shotgun and a laser gun, two long and short knives, and several ammunitions.

In terms of daily necessities, there are more than 40 nutrients, three water capsules, and related outdoor products.

Your own safety cannot be placed on others' hands pulling the trigger.

Thankfully, he was able to escape by chance twice. He wouldn't be stupid enough to think that he was the son of destiny.

There is no safe place for the wasteland in the wild, but you must try it out.

Riding along the motorcycle, he arrived seventy kilometers away, where the Fallen last time was imprisoned.

This is an abandoned town, and useful things were emptied long ago.

The eyes were filled with ruins, and there were only a few rooms that could barely block the wind and rain.

After the last time the fallen people were wiped out, the hunters burned their bodies and blew up several rooms, which made them even more broken.

Qu Jianlei carefully checked for a long time and confirmed that no one or the beast was there before removing the things on the motorcycle.
To be continued...