I can be infinite

Chapter 39 Duban
Have you ever experienced the feeling when something you like is far away from you?

Su Hao has experienced it.

You will be proud when there is a puppy in the land who is willing to discard the bad roots and follow you.

Because it's rare.

Most dogs would rather die than give up that greedy desire and hatred.

And Dawson did.

He lost his desire and hatred, but grew vacillating seeds in his bones.

All this is not about whether Dawson communicated with Olive and others, but because Dawson entered Olive's house for a whole night on the day of delivering the letter.

This matter alone is not enough to cause Su Hao's dissatisfaction.

The dissatisfaction is that before the dinner, Dawson is still reluctant to say a word.

For the dog that bites back.

Even if you like it so much, you still want to kill it.

Because even the owner can't control it anymore, if you put it outside, it will definitely hurt more innocent people.

Coupled with the limited conditions in the wasteland, the relevant pet system is not perfect, or even does not exist. The most suitable way is to send the dog on the road.

For the safety of humans in the wasteland, kill your favorite dog.

It is also impossible to do so.

"why?"

Because there was no defense, Dao Ersen's eyes were a little distracted, because the black-armored girl was suppressed by Wang Yu, even though he felt Su Hao's movements, he still couldn't react effectively.

He could only watch as Su Hao held a pistol to the same position of his heart and shot him several times.

With his rough skin and thick flesh, he withstood the bullets, but he failed to withstand several consecutive shots from the same position.

Lesson [-] The bullet pierced his heart.

"Dorson, you're tired, just take a nap, don't worry I won't make you feel lonely."

Su Hao gently wiped the blood from his hands on Daoerson's clothes, picked up the dying Daoersen, and walked towards the carriage.

When he was in his hometown, he had the habit of burying dogs.

He still remembers the big yellow dog that followed him in the sun when he was young and went to school, wagging his tail. Big yellow is very good, it only bites bad people, so he doesn't bite Su Hao. After he died of old age, Su Hao hugged big yellow and buried it in his Go to the woods to steal chestnuts.

That is youth that cannot be returned.

And here.

He can't favor one another, Dawson should also have a grave, a home to return to.

. . . . . .

Seeing the genuine sadness on Su Hao's face.

Wei En was shocked.

Buzzing in my head.

The golden senior knight Dawson, the leader of the White Serpent Knights, Dawson, is dead!

And in her opinion, the death was inexplicable.

There is no reason to be killed!
If there is, it is to give Su Hao a hug.

But this also offended the master, even if he made a mistake, he shouldn't die, right? You said it's okay to cut off two hands, but now you just go straight up and lose your life.

Who is not afraid?
Anyway, she was scared.

Vayne swallowed.

And at this time.

Dense gunshots sounded all around.

Far corner.

The 249-man special force with skeletons as the core rushed into the defense area of ​​the bartender in the first area with a light machine gun M[-], and came to respond.

The front row of knights was smashed into pieces.

These bronze armored knights whose strength is mostly in the solid state, how can their physical bodies resist the torrent of metal that exceeds the speed of sound.

Even if there are a small number of peak silver knights, they can only escape one or two bullets before being shot through the brain.

"Those who act recklessly, die!"

Just when a deputy head of the Qianrenfan, the golden knight of the fifth palace of blood and vigor, was about to make a move.

A two-meter-high iron-clad giant landed in the middle of the knight.

Wang Yu unfolded.

The golden pupils burst into coercion.

The knight closest to it was shocked to death because of his low strength, bleeding directly from his facial features.

People within a radius of [-] meters felt that if they were stared at by a wild beast, they would meet death if they took any action.

No one chooses to die.

As for those knights who have died, to them, they are not partners, but the same kind.

Liberty Battalion has no comrades in arms.

If there is, it must be yourself.

And all of this ended when the velociraptor pressed the half-dead Olive and others out.

The knights widened their eyes one by one.

Several deputy heads opened their mouths enough to stuff an apple into them.

"Steve, are we dreaming?"

The deputy head of District [-], Rui Yi, kicked his subordinates.

"Boss, it doesn't look like a dream."

puff.
Ruy pulled out the dagger and slammed it into Steve's thigh, who screamed in pain.

"Steve, it seems that we are really not dreaming." Rui said excitedly.

"I really didn't expect that even Olive fell, that's amazing."

"Yes."

Steve pulled out the dagger from his thigh, and agreed with a coquettish smile. He looked at Rui with a light in his eyes.

That light is called ambition.

Steve pressed the wound silently, and there was a light in his eyes.

This light is for resentment.

The war ended quickly.

Maybe it can't even be called a war.

Day two.

The news that Olive and others were captured alive by Mr. Su spread throughout the Liberty Camp.

Under the organization of Steve, the deputy head of the first district, the remaining deputy heads of each district came to the gate of Mr. Su's house in the tenth district to surrender.

In this regard.

Su Hao, who was willing to be harmonious and stable in the wasteland, readily accepted and invited them to watch a performance.

Regarding the performance of Olive et al.

Outside Su Hao's residence.

Free folk squatted on the roofs with different heights from floor to floor.

Among them are children who haven't eaten, beggars who have been hungry for two days, and homeless hooligans. They have one thing in common.

There is no light in the eyes.

This group accounted for the majority of the onlookers, but there were no elderly people.

Because the old people in the free camp can't live.

And those who stood on the ground were all knights in bulk equipped with weapons. Some of them only had a broken sword, or a piece of armor, or an iron rod.

Different from the free folk who are hanging around the house, they are really here to watch the fun.

As for the dozen or so golden knights kneeling in front of Su Hao, they came to worship the mountain.

For Su Hao, it doesn't matter what kind of person you are.

It's good to come.

He waved.

The skeleton on the side saluted after seeing this and asked a group of soldiers to push fourteen boxes and put them at the door.

Su Hao standing on the high platform had a dignified expression.

"Let's do it, don't shame justice, their existence has delayed justice for many years."

"Yes."

The skeleton opened the first chest.

It's Olive.

He directly picked up the iron chain he had prepared on the wall, took out the dagger, and began to scrape down from the head one by one.

. . . . . .

Listening to Olive's wailing, watching the fear on his face.

Su Hao felt relieved.

When the original face appeared on Olive, it meant that goodness was extended.

Although Olive was not the most ruthless villain he had ever seen, he was able to collude with aliens and try to sell tens of thousands of human beings as rations for alien races.

How is it different from the devil?
hours later.

Olive, with no part of his body intact, fell into a coma.

And the number of onlookers has also been greatly reduced.

Almost uniformly, no one was terrified, including the children.

A group of children on the nearest small roof were the first to leave.

"Let's go, Du Ban. According to this time, I'm afraid it will take a long time to wait for the body. Let's go to another place to see." A dirty child with a small bucket waist touched the thin child beside him who was watching with gusto.

"Let's go."

Du Ban recognized his judgment.

The two slid down the eaves and strung together in the alley far away. When they saw a house where no one was at home, they pried it and went in to search everything.

Maybe it's bad luck.

All morning, no food was found.

After saying goodbye to his friends, Du Ban returned to his home, a tent set up beside a small ditch.

At this moment the tent was shaking violently.

From Duban's perspective, he could see a fat ass.

After a few minutes.

Big Butt put on his pants again, threw a wheat bun in his arms into the tent, and left satisfied.

"Duban, you're back!"

"Come on, here it is."

in the tent.

A skinny girl smiled and handed over the steamed buns in her hand.

Du Ban took it unceremoniously.

He took a big bite and stuffed it all in.

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