Game of Destiny: This player is different.

In fact, I am a martial artist who trains my muscles and bones and dances my pectoralis major.

interesting.

Qin Nuo rubbed his chin, and the corners of his mouth drew a meaningful arc.

Martial arts style, mechanical style?No, I want them all.

...

A big stroke, another half day.

In most people's minds, the cemetery is not such a comfortable place.

Even if there are family members buried here.

Not only because it is the resting place of the dead, but also because the bones under each standing tombstone will give visitors the feeling of being watched.

The point is, Yimo likes this kind of place the most.

The lakeside town of Rochester, Red Pine Church.

The dead trees with green buds on the side of the road brought a little life to the desolate and heavy cemetery. Behind the shadows of the dead branches, there was a piece of high and low undulations, and the tombstones spreading far away were surrounded by half-human high-speed rail fences.

On the lonely dirt road, the rolling ruts of the wheels came from far and near.

The old horses pulled the cart and approached without haste.

Several figures of different heights sat on it.

No one spoke, and the slightly dignified atmosphere made Tara, Beth, mother and daughter trapped inside a little panicked.

"Coming."

Qin Nuo, who was acting as the coachman, swung his whip vigorously.

Snapped!

The whip lashed the horse's buttocks, leaving a trail.

The old horse suffered from pain, and immediately accelerated the stride of its hooves.

This temporary assembled crude carriage is a means of transportation that the player conscripted from the mayor's house.

First, the cemetery is a bit far away, and it is too slow to walk there.

Secondly, old Daly is old and frail, and he must have suffered a lot in the past few days.

It is better to have a car after rescue than to carry it back.

"Please, please take it easy, this horse used to be a racehorse."

The mayor, whose hands were tied and who followed the cart like a prisoner, said distressedly.

This pampered, obese middle-aged man was disheveled and his fleshy face was bruised and purple.

Obviously suffered inhumane beatings.

"Let you speak?!

If you bully orphans and widows, you should be hung up and fed to pigs. "

Qin Nuo broke off a piece of wood from the edge of the cart and threw it at the mayor.

Under the blessing of 11 points of strength, the light wooden block rotated rapidly and hit straight.

"Ouch!"

The mayor groaned in pain, as if his lower abdomen had been hit by a heavy fist.

The stomach suddenly turned upside down, and the pain was unspeakable.

(A digression: the main purpose of this dungeon is to accelerate the growth of the protagonist, and the people, things, and things involved in it will all be used in the story.

It's just that this Victorian background world view involving grams is really too big.

I want to explain it in just a few tens of thousands of words... well, it's hard.

The accumulation of intermediate reputation points has been taken away, and the item description has been omitted. My favorite panel gentleman has not been online for a long time.

I'll try to speed up later.

The above doesn't count the number of texts, really)

Chapter 369 After dark (51), how about me and you three?

Qin Nuo had rich experience in hammering, and the wooden block he threw would hit his stomach impartially.

Sudden impact, the mayor felt his esophagus surge, and immediately vomited a puddle of yellow-green liquid.

The mouth is filled with bitterness, and the chest is blocked by stasis.

Both because of being beaten, but also because of resentment.

A gang of robbers!

The mayor reluctantly rubbed his belly, gritted his teeth secretly.

He didn't dare to show this emotion, for fear of continuing to be beaten.

Just lowered his head and silently made arrangements in his heart.

Obviously staying at home and doing nothing.

A few figures rushed in, and knocked him out with a big mouth.

When he woke up, he was led behind the cart like a dog.

It wasn't until seeing Daly's wife and daughter that the manager of the lakeside town understood what was going on.

"The untouchables dare to find helpers, they really don't cry when they see the coffin."

The mayor's small eyes flashed fiercely, and he began to imagine the scene of several people in the car being beaten to the ground by the knight, begging for mercy.

He wanted to let these people know who he was working for, especially the guy who drove the car.

"wait and see"

"Look at the stubbornness in your little eyes, aren't you convinced?"

Snapped!

A slap interrupts fantasy time.

The sound is clear and pleasant, extremely loud.

The mayor covered his red, swollen and painful cheeks, and was stunned, almost being dragged down by the moving cart.

Qin Nuo didn't know when he appeared in front of him, looking down at the other party: "I am a person who can do nothing but have good ears and eyes.

Say, were you just scolding my friend for not being able to find a wife? "

As he spoke, Qin Nuo raised his finger forward, replacing Roman who was driving the car.

"No, no...uh!"

A big hand tightly gripped his neck, and the mayor's face immediately flushed red, feeling full of suffocation.

With his arms raised, his fat body was lifted off the ground, and his two stubby legs kicked back and forth, like a goose whose throat was choked.

"I'll ask you again, did you curse my friend for not being able to find a wife?"

Qin Nuo asked the mayor in a low voice while following the car with the mayor.

However, the mayor was very tenacious and said nothing, and his hands bound by the rope were powerless to pull the palm of his neck, making the last resistance.

"It's tough enough, let's see how long you can carry it."

Qin Nuo sneered silently and took out the exorcism gun, pointing the muzzle at the mayor's crotch and gesturing back and forth: "The bird is the key lifeblood of the human body, so the nerves are denser.

Light beatings cause severe pain, and severe beatings are painful.

Have you ever heard the word eunuch, just take a pair of small scissors and click on this place, and you will have to squat to pee from now on.

If you get hit by a gun, hum~"

The cold gun barrel scraped against his trousers, Qin Nuo moved his mouth to the mayor's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I heard that officials especially like to hide money in what they think is a safe place.

Tell me the location of the small treasury, and spare your brother's life. "

Hearing this, the mayor's eyes were red and he stared at him.

His eyes were filled with the desire to die rather than submit as a town manager, even though his face was already red and black, and the corners of his mouth were foaming, he refused to tell where the money was hidden.

Really. Money is not life.

Roman, who was driving, stopped the scooter, and said quite speechlessly: "If you strangle a person by the neck, he won't be able to answer even if he wants to."

Is that so.

Qin Nuo suddenly realized, and threw the mayor away like trash.

The latter sat slumped on the ground, clutching his neck and gasping for breath. After a while, he murmured back: "I, my weekly salary is only 750 shillings, which is not enough to support my family. How can I give you any extra money."

Let's put it down, Chang Wei also said that he doesn't know martial arts, but didn't he see him hitting Laifu as soon as he entered the door?

Qin Nuo took out a mercury bullet and loaded it into the exorcism gun.

Without looking, he pulled the trigger upwards.

Gunpowder smoke drifted, and a crow fell amidst the roar, and landed directly on the mayor's legs.

The bird's head exploded and rushed towards the crotch.

"It's hard to tell which bird to hit with the next shot, Iron Juice."

Qin Nuo urged coldly.

Does this person really dare to shoot Sharkman? !

The mayor broke out in a cold sweat and begged for mercy: "The money is not all mine. If I tell them, they won't let me go..."

them?It's the church.

The rest of the people looked at each other.

It looks like they really are in league with the mayor.

If not, what good is there in taking an old man by force?

It's nothing more than wanting to take the opportunity to occupy other people's land and open factories.

Qin Nuo didn't care about the church's behavior of scooping up people's fat and anointing.

He just wanted to get money quickly, and then go buy extraordinary materials.

As for the subsequent retaliation?

Heh, if you dare to come, I will expose this kind of matter that cannot be put on the table.

Presumably the night watchman in Rochester was very happy to hear this information.

What's more, if you start fighting, you may lose or win.

Based on the principle of pulling more people into the water and having two more helpers in fights, Qin Nuo turned to look at the three teammates: "How about the three of you when I get the money?"

As for what a shilling can buy, I know in my heart. "

Shilling can buy extraordinary items, and it was known to everyone a few days ago, so it is not a secret.

"I don't mind, but the proportions have to be changed."

Safia caressed the tip of her hair, and replied lightly: "Let's split the bill fifty-fifty."

She is also very short of money, but she is slow at every step, and it is hard to find commissions with more money and less work.

Even Qin Nuo is waiting for Tesla to entrust, let alone her?

Earn extra points, and then take the extraordinary props back to the real world to sell.

This month's loan interest should be repaid...

Neither Roman nor Su Marie expressed any objection.

Who would think less money?

Besides, everyone on our side has disguised themselves, and there are no ubiquitous cameras in this world.