The First Order

Ren Xiaosu wondered, “It’s Zong’s, isn’t that Zong’s raising them?”

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: “No, the bandit forces that are supported by resources seem to be fighting against Zong, which is why Zong has no choice whatsoever, and those people are as difficult as finding mice.”

Originally Ren Xiaosu was still in the fog, but when Yang Xiaojin mentioned the word “zi”, he didn’t know why he suddenly thought of Luo Lan …

Although the body types of the two sides are very different, they have one thing in common: they both love to drill into the sewer …

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu felt that he could probably guess who is helping the bandits strong in the disgusting family now. If he really did, then Qing Zhen and Luo Lan had a much longer vision than Yang.

After all, Yang’s wish to join Zong’s family has only been a matter of two or two years, and this bandit’s disgusting Zong family has been for 5-6 years.

If it was really Qing Zhen and Luo Lan who did it, how much thought would these two people have, Tusha …

Of course, Ren Xiaosu didn’t know the beginning and end of Qing’s change of ownership, and how much time Qing Zhen had spent for this.

Now it seems that Zong is really disgusted. Otherwise, he would not ask Yang and the 178 barrier to help, after all, the bandits raised by himself, but in the end they couldn’t control it, it was not a joke.

Ren Xiaosu gave Yang Xiaojin his guess and said: “I think it should be Qing’s silently funding them behind.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Yang Xiaojin shook his head. “It has nothing to do with me.”

“You’re with Yang …” Ren Xiaosu hesitated, without asking.

“Don’t worry about it,” Yang Xiaojin said, “Yang’s rotten day by day, and affection is already an optional thing. Let’s go in the direction of Dabanshan, where there are some small bandits and homeless settlements.”

“Are you familiar with this?” Ren Xiaosu asked.

“Familiar with the outside world,” Yang Xiaojin said. “I used to come a lot earlier.”

Ren Xiaosu stunned: “What are you doing here?”

“Practice the gun,” Yang Xiaojin replied.

At this time Ren Xiaosu realized that Yang Xiaojin turned out to be a bandit in the wilderness. No wonder Ren Xiaosu always feels that Yang Xiaojin is similar to him sometimes, all like weeds in the wilderness.

“Want to learn?” Yang Xiaojin looked towards Ren Xiaosu: “I teach you.”

Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows: “I also have good Spear Art.”

“I don’t know what your ability is, but you can directly learn the skills of others,” Yang Xiaojin said, “but you haven’t learned it all. The breathing method is wrong.”

Ren Xiaosu laughed, and it turned out to be the perfect master of firearms. At a glance, he saw his shortcomings. Although he can recreate his skills, there must be a big gap between advanced firearm skills and perfection.

He was also unpretentious: “What are you going to teach?”

“Practical teaching,” Yang Xiaojin calmly said.

Ren Xiaosu muttered quietly: “I thought it was the teaching of the hand.”

“What?” Because Yang Xiaosu’s voice was too low, Yang Xiaojin didn’t hear him clearly.

Ren Xiaosu said, “It’s okay!”

Yang Xiaojin glanced at him and said, “How can I look more like a stray?”

“I’m good at this. You can’t bring your peaked cap,” Ren Xiaosu said.

At this point Yang Xiaojin took off the peaking cap neatly and Ren Xiaosu took a moment to choke. He really rarely saw the other person take off the peaking cap.

“What then?” Yang Xiaojin asked.

“The hair is too neat, and you don’t have to deal with it too much. Just treat it a little,” said Ren Xiaosu, looking at the other person. The clothes look like that, but the details are still different from the refugees, and the refugees have their own haircut It’s cut, so it will never be neat, and no one will take care of this.

As soon as the result was finished, he saw Yang Xiaojin pull out the dagger in his sleeve. It was actually without the slightest hesitation that he began to cut his hair ends, and then shuffled.

Yang Xiaojin originally had short hair that was flush with his chin, neat and neat, but this dagger was cut, and that hair tip was the same as that of a dog.

Although he could take care of it again in a couple of months, Ren Xiaosu was surprised that Yang Xiaojin didn’t care about the image in order to act like a refugee.

He knew, however, that some girls in the barriers loved their hair as much as their lives.

This Yang Xiaojin is too far-fetched.

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: “Now, is it a bit like it?”

“Well, it’s like it,” Ren Xiaosu said with a smile. “The face is a bit clean, and the clothes are lined a bit clean, but it doesn’t matter. As you said, it will take us a day to reach Dabanshan, in this loess-covered wilderness. I walked for a day and nothing was clean. “

“Okay,” Yang Xiaojin nodded: “Let’s make a series of remarks. In case we arrive at a human settlement, people ask us about our relationship to stop dressing, you … how old are you this year?”

Two people seem to have asked personal questions for the first time until today. They have never discussed these before. In Jing Mountain, they discuss what is in the mountain. At 109 barriers, they discuss Li ’s technical breakthrough. These days It is the bandit in the river valley area. They don’t seem to know each other seriously. It seems that everyone doesn’t care much about this.

Ren Xiaosu vaguely remembers that Yang Xiaojin should be 18 years old. He is XNUMX years old. If he tells the truth himself, I’m afraid Yang Xiaojin’s name is elder sister.

Ren Xiaosu thoughtfully, “I’m 20 years old.”

Yang Xiaojin nodded: “Well, I’m 21 years old. You can call me an elder sister. Don’t say anything when you meet someone.”

Ren Xiaosu: “???”

Why do n’t you open your eyes and talk nonsense? Ren Xiaosu used to be someone else’s routine.

“Are you 21?” Ren Xiaosu said unconvinced: “Take out your resident ID card and see.”

“Lost,” Yang Xiaojin said casually. “Well, don’t pay attention to these details, this is your first lie.”

Ren Xiaosu This is a dumb loss, and the two of them are heading northwest. He is still thinking about how to get it back.

In the vast wilderness, two people are like two little black spots. The hills of the earth are like waves, rolling on the ground.

In the evening, the shadows of the two people were pulled very long on the ground, and the sparse clouds that touched the ground in the distance burned all the way to their heads.

At night, the stars in the sky are like the sea, as if within reach.

“I’m hungry,” Yang Xiaojin said as he hurried.

Ren Xiaosu echoed: “Me too.”

“I don’t want to hear this …”

“So why don’t you even bring supplies?”

“How could the migrants bring supplies? I’m a migrant now,” Yang Xiaojin said confidently. “And you can follow them. Don’t bring supplies.”