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Yan Chong turned back and no longer stayed with these ignorant people who were kneeling and worshiping.

These people have given up their most basic dignity for a little bit of water, and are no longer human beings, but beasts.

There were some people in the market who did not go to grab water, but they may not be because of their dignity or because they had other ways to survive. Those who were left behind were all old, weak, sick and disabled.

After all, the strong and healthy people were basically gathered into the castle.

If Yan Chong wants to help them, he must first provide them with the conditions for survival before he can help them regain their dignity.

"Don't stand here stupidly, kid!" Someone who returned after receiving the water scolded Yan Chong.

Yan Chong looked up and saw that he was just an ordinary person in slovenly clothes.

Because of his luck, he got a small bowl of water and was very happy at this time.

Yan Chong thought to himself: "I can't beat Rectus, but I can't beat you? When will you be able to scold me?"

When Yan Chong looked at him, the man became afraid at first.

He covered the mouth of his bowl tightly and hurriedly explained: "I don't mean anything else, I'm just telling you not to stand here. I'm afraid those sons of war will hurt you when they come down to parade later."

The sons of war are the heroic warriors. They claim to be the sons of Immortal Joe.

Immortal Joe used lies and "love" to drive them, and they gave back their violence to Immortal Joe.

After releasing water on the Amnesty Day, it was time for them to show off their force.

Conquest, plunder, and amnesty may not necessarily lead to happiness.

Unexpectedly, this is a kind-hearted person?

"What's your name?" Yan Chong asked.

"Hoke, my name is Hawke." The man was stunned by Yan Chong's gaze, "Everyone calls me Slug Hawk."

"But you don't have any runny nose?" Yan Chong looked at his face. Although it was not clean, there was no runny nose either.

"Of course you can't keep something as delicious as snot." Hawke said, "Why, do you want to eat some too?"

Yan Chong: "..."

What a devil wants to eat that kind of thing!

But these people don't even have access to water, let alone other food.

I'm afraid even if there is a can of dog food now, they would regard it as a rare treasure.

From this point of view, salty nasal mucus may indeed become a snack.

"I want to go to Gasoline Town." Yan Chong suppressed his nausea and asked, "Can you be my guide?"

"This... the road is very long," Hawke said. "I'm afraid it will take several days to walk. In fact, you don't need a guide at all. You just need to keep walking north along the dirt road."

"Then do you know where to get a car?" Yan Chong asked again.

"Hahaha!" Hawke laughed loudly, as if he heard something very funny.

To put it bluntly, how can a person who can't even afford food still have the ability to think about a car?

"I don't have a good sense of direction, and even if I enter Gasoline Town, I'm not familiar with the rules there." Yan Chong said, "Originally, I wanted to pay you some water and food as a salary, but since you don't want to go...

"

As Yan Chong spoke, he also took out a bottle of bottled water, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

Bottled water is clear and transparent, which is much better than mud soup stained with red soil.

After Hawke saw it, he licked his lips, even though there was no saliva in his mouth.

"I'm willing to go!" Hawke nodded at that time, "As long as you are willing to give me this bottle of water!"

"Deal." When Yan Chong came, he had prepared hundreds of boxes of bottled water and stacked them in the warehouse. One or two bottles were not considered a loss at all.

He directly threw the bottle of mineral water in his hand over.

He originally thought that Hawke, who was so hungry and thirsty, would definitely drink the water. Not to mention drinking it in big gulps, he would at least swallow a small amount of water in three sips like Xu Guangyuan did before.

But that's definitely not how the Wastelanders behave.

Hawke directly put the bottle of water into his arms and looked around, not daring to let others see it, as if the bottle of water was a rare treasure.

"Boy, where did you get the water?" Hawke asked.

"There are some things you don't need to know." Yan Chong replied.

"Do you know the value of this water?" Hawke asked again.

"Of course." Yan Chong nodded.

Even if he didn't know, he knows now.

"Aren't you afraid of me taking advantage of others?" Hawke touched the knife at his waist.

It was a broken triangular piece of black iron, probably a part of a car that was picked up by wasteland residents like them and made into a self-defense weapon.

This kind of thing simply can't catch Yan Chong's eyes.

"I still have a lot of water like this." Yan Chong reached out and took out another bottle, gave Hawke a look, and then put it back, "Guess, if I use it as a reward, what will happen?

How many people are willing to kill you?"

Hawke knew that Yan Chong's threat was well-founded. Needless to say, with a bottle of pure water, even with the same volume of sewage, a large number of people would come to kill him for it.

In this chaotic market town, all Yan Chong had to do was shout.

"It's time for us to set off, Master!" Hawke half-knelt down and expressed his submission to Yan Chong.

This is probably called money making the devil push the wheels, right?

At this time, those who went to pick up the water had returned one after another. Some of them had smiles on their faces, feeling sincerely happy for their harvest today, while others had their faces full of depression, their mouths covered with red soil, and they seemed to have already

He sucked the last bit of moisture into his mouth.

And with their return, the convoy of the Sons of War is also about to set off.

"We have to stay away from them, if you don't want to be made into a blood bag." Hawke pulled Yan Chong aside, "If we want to go to Gasoline Town, we'd better leave at night."

"No problem." Yan Chong said.

They just watched the Sons of War's convoy leave the Immortal Fortress one by one, then spread out and drive in different directions.

Yan Chong had met Rectus's raiding team before.

At that time, because he found such an excellent gift from Yan Chong, he did not carry out further plundering.

But this time, because of Yan Chong's jumping off the building, Rectus' gift was completely wiped out.

This made Rectus feel extremely angry, and he once again led his troops to go out, hoping to kill everyone.

It is conceivable that the first unlucky person he finds will experience inhuman torture.

Yan Chong couldn't help but feel sorry for that unfortunate guy.

At this time, Hawke said: "Master, should we consider setting off later? For example, tomorrow or something?"

"Why?" Yan Chong asked, "Isn't it easier to move around at night?"

"The person heading towards Gasoline Town is Immortal Joe's most reckless son, Rectus." Hawke said, "If we meet him, we may be dead!"

"Oh, really?" Yan Chong smiled, "Do you want to do something exciting?"