"Dong."

Cheng Zheng jumped into the carriage.

The cold air outside the car blew down the open top cover.

The driver seemed to hear the abnormality behind the car. The snowmobile suddenly stopped. Then the door of the cab was opened and the driver rushed in with his weapon.

"Ah!? It's you!?"

When the driver saw that the person who jumped in was Cheng Zheng, he subconsciously screamed, quickly lowered his gun, and looked at Scar with some at a loss.

"Oh... why are you here?" Scar forcedly put away the surprise on his face, sootheed the others with his eyes, and greeted Cheng Zheng as if nothing had happened.

"Well, here we come." Cheng Zheng nodded casually, reached out and picked up the rectangular column on the table. "Is this for me, right? How to use it?"

“…”

As soon as Cheng Zheng finished speaking, everyone was stunned and froze there with a complicated expression.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Zheng looked at the sharp changes on their faces with some amusement, "I don't eat people, are I scarier than a monster who only eats green hair?"

As soon as this sentence was said, Scar's face was full of incredibleness, and then it slowly turned into embarrassment.

"Did you know everything?"

"Well, I know something, such as asking me to be cannon fodder or something." Cheng Zheng nodded.

The emotions that Scar was originally hiding were shattered by Cheng Zheng, and he suddenly collapsed. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something, but after Cheng Zheng was watching, he didn't see him say it for a long time. Finally, thousands of words turned into a sigh.

"Why……"

After letting go of everything, Scar became calm.

"What do you want?"

As the Scar said, the driver, the thin monkey and the one-eyed dragon looked nervous. The driver stared at Cheng Zheng's back with his eyes tightly, and the weapon in his hand was intentionally or unintentionally placed where he could be raised at any time.

"Well... let me think about it..." Cheng Zheng sat on the chair and staggered, and suddenly said to the driver: "Why don't you commit suicide?"

Before Cheng Zheng finished speaking, the driver raised the gun in his hand, but before he could point it at Cheng Zheng, a lightsword flashed and slashed in an instant, and half of the barrel fell to the ground with a bang.

"Um..." The driver groaned, holding the bloody wrist surface as if dead.

"Why are you so excited? I'm joking..." Cheng Zheng looked at the driver with a strange smile and turned around and asked, "Scar, you were sent to die... What do you think about this?"

"..." Scar said silently.

"You are not the same group as Lao Luo and Hunting Mane? I felt a little strange when you took the initiative to force Green Hair. Why did you suddenly commit crimes? Don't you want to go back to the black prison? Now it seems that I finally understand, you are a 'supplication', right?"

Cheng Zheng watched the driver take out the spray from the medical box with interest and sprayed the wound on his wrist that was rubbed by the lightsaber. A light yellow smoke instantly condensed on his wrist, and the bleeding was naturally stopped. And the spray quickly condensed a layer of skin-like film outside the wound, which pressed the wound together like a patch.

"...However, guess what I heard?" Cheng Zheng turned his back to Scar, and shook the personal terminal in his hand and threw it to Scar, and then threw it to others.

"This is..." Scar couldn't help but wonder when he saw that it was an audio segment.

"You guys listen first." After watching the driver bandage the wound, Cheng Zheng turned around and looked at Scar with a smile.

“…”

In the audio track, first part of them collaborated on Cheng Zheng's conversation, and then when Scar left, the sound of Lao Luo and Hunting Mane also rang out.

After listening, Scar remained silent.

On the contrary, the driver was so angry after hearing this: "Old Luo!! He is not afraid that we will go back and ruin his reputation as Luo Junzi!?"

"What's the fame?" Scar seemed very calm. "If he was really Luo Junzi, this job would not fall on us."

But gradually, Scar's voice became excited: "I handed over the letter of a letter in front of so many managers... I've tried my best, but they still think of me like this... I'm not a good cannon fodder... Haha..."

Internal strife.

Cheng Zheng's mouth curled slightly, and he continued to watch the show without saying anything.

"Just let's just run away." The driver suggested.

"Run? Where can you run? Without food and energy, do you want us to freeze to death on this snow field? Besides, what if we can survive? Just live like a savage planet, where the forehead birds do not shit, live like a savage?" Scar's face showed a moment of helplessness, "There is no way. Even if there is such a thousandth hope, we still have to complete the task obediently and then return to the camp obediently."

When Scar said that he would live like a savage for the rest of his life, everyone shuddered. Even Cheng Zheng couldn't help frowning when he thought of that tragic future.

"...How about we make another transaction?" Cheng Zheng suddenly suggested.

"What do you want?" Scar suddenly became alert.

"Drift valve." Cheng Zheng said.

"...What's the use of you want that? Oh yes... you don't know..." Scar frowned and said with a hilarious cry: "Your purpose was not the beginning, right? However, although the drift valve is expensive, the drift valves issued by the Black Domain are all directional, and you can't go anywhere except the Black Domain."

"Oh?" Cheng Zheng refused to comment.

"The drift valve can only be produced by several empires in the alliance, and the drift valve in the Black Domain is customized in the Wit Empire. When it comes out of the factory, it sets its destination in the Black. Without the technological strength of several empires at the same level, it is impossible to modify the destination of the drift valve - if you don't want to go to the Black Domain, that drift valve is a stone to you."

Scar tried his best to explain that if the drift valve was taken away by Cheng Zheng, then he might have to survive on this planet as a savage.

This is the first time Cheng Zheng has heard of this kind of thing. There is too little information to judge the credibility of Scar's words, so Cheng Zheng skipped this topic directly.

"What do you think about that tentacle?"

"Ah? This... I don't know anything." Scar was stunned for a moment, not expecting Cheng Zheng to ask this.

"Can it be Roshan's own..."

Before Cheng Zheng finished his guess, Scar turned his mind: "Impossible, that's definitely not something on Rushan!!"

"Will the Roushan be killed by something..." Cheng Zheng continued to guess.

"have no idea……"

"oh."

Cheng Zheng no longer spoke, lowered his head and thought about something.

Scar and the others were just on the side and they didn't dare to suffer, waiting for Cheng Zheng to decide their fate.

"That... Lord Apostle?" Scar couldn't wait any longer and carefully reminded him.

"You can go back and tell them that the task is completed and I will come tomorrow." Cheng Zheng picked up the rectangular cylinder.

"However, then?" Scar was stunned, not expecting that things would develop like this.
Chapter completed!