He came to the moon with a tractor

Tang Que's love of money has been criticized for a long time in the trading field, and he is quite famous.

The biggest reason why the reformers hated him was that he was searched too thoroughly, not only to protect his money, but also his own arms and legs.

Fan Xiaoye had heard too many people scolding him, and he was used to it, so he wasn't surprised, but he was very angry that his brother didn't seem so upright with just this one flaw.

"Little boss, this is what I like most about you." Kou Si took the noodles, took a deep breath, "Honesty."

Tang Que looked humble, "Thank you."

Fan Xiaoye: "..."

Kou Si seemed to be staying at his own home, not only using a mask, but also taking a morning shower.

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet eating noodles covered in moisture, his neckline was open, he didn't look like a serious person. Fan Xiaoye thought for a long time, and finally found a suitable word.

vixen.

It's a vixen staring at his brother as if he was eating noodles.

Fan Xiaoye's heart suddenly became angry for no reason.

It felt like his brother was insulted too.

Tang Que was also sitting on the carpet with the old cat in his arms, holding a ledger to keep accounts.

The picture in front of me seems to be a feast for the guests and the host.

In the sun, it looks very beautiful.

Fan Xiaoye flattened the wrinkled money with shaking hands and put it in the drawer honestly.

The old cat is usually so scary, it scratches anyone it sees, but it is like a quail in the face of this man named Kous, so obedient it almost sticks out its tongue to lick it.

Fan Xiaoye was hit hard, he leaned on the table and asked, "Brother, grandpa told us not to get too close to people from the consortium, let's..."

"Drive him away." Before he could say these five words, Kou Si interrupted leisurely, "You don't know me yet, how do you know that I belong to the consortium?" He turned to Tang Que and asked, "What's the matter?" Your brother? Your own brother?"

Tang Que shook his head and didn't speak. He was so absorbed in calculations that he didn't have time to explain.

"Not a kiss?" Kou raised his eyebrows, "Is that a cousin?"

"What a show!" Fan Xiaoye grinned at him, "Our relationship doesn't need blood! It's of a higher level!"

After hearing this sentence, Kou Si looked at him as if giving charity, "It sounds like you worship him like a god? No wonder you don't like money."

Fan Xiaoye always felt that something was wrong, he regarded Tang Que as a brother, not a god, but when he explained it, he felt that he was being serious, thinking about it like this, he missed the best time to refute.

The Kou Si people had already followed Tang Que out.

For the first time, Tang Que felt so uncomfortable in his car.

It can be regarded as suffering.

Quarrel.

Too noisy.

"Boss, where are you going?"

The source of the noise did not get rid of, and he followed, "Take me, okay? I want to go too." He said to himself, "I won't have a rest starting tomorrow, I'll be busy for a long time, and I may not have time Come to see you, but I will send you a gift, what do you like? Food or play? Do you like dumplings? I know a family that makes very good ones. How many boxes will I send you? There are all kinds of flavors. In other words, Do you like something more romantic? Roses? Bamboos? The Book of Songs? Chinese paintings?"

Tang Que walked faster, "I don't want it." He paused, "I'm in a hurry right now, don't follow me, go back and rest." He paused again, "Go back to your house."

Kou Si turned a deaf ear to him with his hands behind his back, "What do you really like? Let me know?"

"I don't like receiving gifts." Tang Que perfunctory impatiently.

This task is really much more difficult than the previous killings and arson.

I don't want to do it anymore.

Really.

"Hey, since you have been rejected one after another, forget it." Kou Si finally stopped following, with a lonely expression, "You are busy with your work, don't be too tired, the body is the most important thing."

Tang Que heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hands without turning his head, and said a little concerned, "Okay, you too."

His strides became bigger, his steps were windy, and he walked coolly and rustlingly. Obviously, he was afraid that Kou Si would regret what he said just now, and prevent him from following up.

Kou Si stood where he was and watched his back, with a smile on his lips and eyes full of appreciation.

"Hmph, my brother obviously doesn't want you to follow me, and I hate you for being so obvious, haven't you noticed?" Fan Xiaoye walked up to stand with Kou Si, "I warn you, don't blame my brother If you think about it, if you harass him again, I will be rude to you!"

Kou Si didn't even look at him, and responded casually, "I heard that there is an army spontaneously organized by the poor in the lower city. Those anti-human organizations are hard to find. Since you hate consortiums so much, why don't you join them?"

Fan Xiaoye snorted coldly, "The rebel army is just a fake name casually mentioned by people in the gang. How can the poor dare to fight against the people in the upper city? They can't eat enough, and they still fight?" He stood in front of Kou Si, " Did you listen to me? Don't get close to my brother, he is very friendly to people, if it makes you feel hopeful, it must be an illusion. Understand?"

"Okay. I see." Kou Si nodded seriously, "You are his younger brother, and naturally you are also my younger brother. I will respect your right to speak."

Fan Xiaoye suppressed his anger, "Don't get close to me, I have nothing to do with you, and my brother has nothing to do with you!"

Kou Si's eyes were sincere, "Well, I understand. Don't worry, I see that you are covered with injuries, it's better to bandage it, and the recovery will be very slow with Band-Aids."

Seeing how cooperative he was, Fan Xiaoye wanted to leave with a "huh huh", "None of your business. You're poor."

Kos walked faster than him, and patted his head when passing him, "Then I'll go first, you pay attention to safety, don't fight, don't make us worry."

Fan Xiaoye took a deep breath and suppressed his anger for a few more meters. This kind of tone towards children really made people feel extremely uncomfortable!

He was about to scold, when he noticed that Kos was leaving in the wrong direction, "...Where are you going? Your car is behind!"

Kou Si put his hands in his pockets and walked in a leisurely manner, "I'll go ahead for a walk."

Fan Xiaoye looked wary, "Where are you going?"

Costan frankly said, "I will go wherever the little boss goes."

Fan Xiaoye's anger could no longer be suppressed, did he fart just now?There is an echo of the fart!What does it mean! "You want to follow my brother?!"

Kou Si looked forward, "Well, the direction should be right."

Fan Xiaoye: "...how dare you?!"

The heat of the sun seems to be separated by an invisible net.

Looking at the heat, the human body cannot feel the heat.

It seems that the giant magnetic reflectometer on the gene building has been repaired.

No wonder there are fewer and fewer pieces of metal in the dump.

The three robots pulled the cart around several times under the hill of abandoned cars, but none of them were found.

The plastic eyebrows on Flathead's face were furrowed tightly, and the tone of his melancholy voice changed, "Did the heavy rain wash away everything in this area?"

Yuantou overturned this reasoning, "Impossible, the metal sheet is very heavy, how could it be washed away by water, don't you usually read?"

Biantou was speechless, "All you read is the Encyclopedia of Human Food, does it have something to do with this?"

The round head raised its voice, "The gourmet book is also a book! There is a lot of knowledge in it!"

"You can't eat it, is it useful?" Biantou said "tsk tsk" twice, "Let's wait for Boss Tang to come..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Tang Que. He brought a lot of equipment this time, pulled two garbage trucks, and carried a few big shovels. The old cat squatting on his shoulder raised its paw to follow him from a distance They say hello.

"Boss Tang! Boss Tang is here!" Biantou shook his body and quickly went to meet him, followed by the two who were shaking and running.

The excited look is like the rocking duck in the cartoon.

Tang Que was their reassurance, and their worries and worries were instantly dispelled.

"We've been searching for a long time, but we haven't seen any shadow of the metal sheet..." Flathead poked the tall robot who hadn't said a word, "A few days ago, we heard that a robot was beaten on Angel Street, we want to go Help, who knew I was cheated, there were a lot of people from the security bureau there, they almost caught us, when we ran, the tip didn't keep up, and was stunned by the people from the management department, and when we ran home, it couldn't talk anymore It's..."

Tang Que opened the circuit board on the pointed stomach and took a look. The parts were all black and completely damaged, but it could be repaired, "Don't worry, it's not serious. Pick up a little more today for Old Man Fan, and ask him to help repair it." Repair." He pointed to the shovel, "The metal pieces hidden in the soil are more valuable, and they can be exchanged for several cars of anti-control agents by taking them to the gang."

Biantou was completely relieved, "Ah, our Boss Tang, how can you be so good! We are not afraid of anything with you!"

Yuantou nodded in agreement, "That's right!"

Goal set.

After dividing several areas, they split up.

Tang Que's speed was very fast, he dug up a cart in a short time, and he was quite talented in picking up trash.

He looked up, and the top of the mountain piled up with vehicles seemed to be higher.Since the production of aircraft began to prosper, these vehicles on the ground have been phased out one after another, and the most trashed vehicles are transported to the garbage dump every day.

Some people have to destroy the car even if they don't want it anymore, and they won't let others use it.

Although the exterior looks miserable, the internal parts are quite usable.

Although Tang Que was a member of the Crescent Moon Organization, he had taken on many missions, large and small, but he had never received a reward.

There is really nowhere to get rich.

The entire organization doesn't have many things, but there are many poor people, and each one is living more tightly than the other.

Tang Que was the poorest one.

The whole body equipment for the mission has been used for decades and has never been changed, including the Tang suit given by others, which has also been washed and worn.

In order to show respect, he used them on more important occasions, such as killing people for money or martial arts competitions, sewing them up when they were broken, and mending them after sewing.

I usually cherish it and put it in the safe.

Fortunately, he didn't use the gun much, which saved him a lot of money for bullets.

Strangely enough, despite this, life was hard for him.

Worrying about livelihood all the time.

Even the caravan was pieced together from the garbage in the dump.

He sighed and patted the old cat's head, "Thank you for your hard work. This time I will try to find a new tire on this mountain so that the car can run faster."

Old cat: "..."

The tracking technology is quite strong, and Kou Si, who followed after looking for traces, really followed the right place.

He stood silently under the dilapidated big signboard.

"Garbage disposal station".

He had never set foot here before.

From far away, you can smell the very strange smell of steel inside, which is comparable to poisonous gas.

It made him hesitate a bit.

"Why, haven't the senior citizens in the upper city seen a garbage dump?" Fan Xiaoye followed behind hauntingly, "I said earlier, you and my brother are not from the same world, can't you just go back to your luxury house?" ?”

Kou Si looked inside, "What is he doing at the dump?"

"Hmph, of course it's to help the robot pick up garbage in exchange for anti-control agents. Don't look at it, people like you won't understand." Fan Xiaoye was sure that he would not follow, because even if he had never been here, people in Hongcheng would I know that human beings are not allowed to enter this kind of place. The radiation inside is too strong, and the human body will have a rejection reaction after staying for a long time. Nowadays, people are already weak, and they will not ask for trouble.

As for why Tang Que often burrowed in despite the risk of being irradiated, Fan Xiaoye didn't know. He swallowed all his doubts and never asked.

Kou Si let out a "huh", "The little boss is made of iron? Why do you feel that you haven't been affected at all?"

Fan Xiaoye was about to defend him, when he heard him answering himself, "It turns out that the person I like is so strong that he can even withstand radiation! If this is put on the bed, how exciting it is... "

Fan Xiaoye's entire face turned red with anger, "You! How could you do this?! You! You!"

"What are you, stay outside, I have to discuss this issue with him." Kou Si twitched the corner of his mouth, lifted his legs and walked inside.

Fan Xiaoye was stunned, "Aren't you afraid of being radiated?"

Kos turned his head and winked at him, "I'm Superman, I'm immune to this stuff. Ah, speaking of it, this suits your brother quite well."

Fan Xiaoye rushed his head angrily, clenched his fists, and kicked the stones far away.

The landfill area is really not small.

It can be called a city made out of rubbish.

The mountains of rubbish that are intricately packed together are of different heights, but the path below is very flat.

There are forks in this place, like a maze.

As if the soles of his feet were inlaid with gold, Kou Si covered his nose and picked his way around with his toes, trying to find a cleaner place to walk.

Looking for someone while disgusted.

He was lucky, and saw the figure without taking a few detours.

The only one, quite eye-catching.

On the top of the highest rubbish mountain, Tang Que squatted on the dirty gear tires and rummaged back and forth with a shovel. Although the sun was shining, his face was not dirty or sweaty, but no matter how he looked at it, it counted. It's not aesthetically pleasing.

Kokos is good at adding filters to people.

He opened his mouth again, "Little Boss! You look so good picking up trash! It's like a fairy flying down from the sky looking for pearls in the sparkling stream!"

Tang Que's hands stopped.

The eyes that looked at him were all wooden, the kind that was so wooden that it was powerless.

If you kill the mission target, don't you need to do it?