Kalashnikov agreed to this proposal.
Is there an immortal old Jomo?
He can’t tell when he will die, and now he has to start a business from scratch?
Is this really necessary?
……
the other side
Max spent a peaceful night in this car.
After they got rid of that stupid jumping car to deliver food, Knox was left alone for a whole night.
They crossed the swamp as quickly as possible.
Always follow Rosa’s direction to find the green space in her childhood memory.
At that time, there was a powerful female tribe in Greenland
Rosa was born here.
But later, she and her mother were kidnapped and fell into the hands of the immortal old Joe.
"Haven’t you arrived yet? Rosa, how far are we now? " Pregnant Anghela touched her belly and looked around.
This desert looks no different from other parts of the wasteland.
The co-pilot slept and Max woke up.
Although he didn’t speak, he also expressed his doubts in his eyes.
He is as curious as Anghela as why this so-called green space is so far away.
Driving Rosa sipped her mouth and her face tightened.
"I don’t know how far it is. I know this direction …"
There is deep fatigue in her eyes and a little uneasiness in her heart.
Go to a highland
Rosa stopped to observe the surrounding situation through the telescope again.
At this time, the women sitting behind noticed a direction: "Look there!"
Rosa immediately looked over.
There are many mirrors hanging from an abandoned elevated building in the yellow sand, and a naked woman looks weak and pitiful on her knees.
"I remember this scene!" Rosa was overjoyed and hurriedly drove the car in the past, and then went to negotiate with the woman by herself.
Max and his wife sat in the car and watched.
Little Knox was tied up by him in the war, and he was already unconscious outside the trailer.
"This is bait." It is rare for Max to take the initiative to talk to several women behind him. "The common trap of wasteland …"
Anghela touched her belly and stared warily around. She was just about to continue to ask the experienced Max for advice on a useless experience.
But outside, as Rosa reveals herself, the elevated woman sends a signal.
From the surrounding hills and dunes, several motorcycles suddenly rushed towards them.
The elevated woman was overjoyed and quickly slipped into her clothes and rushed to Rosa.
Rosa remembered correctly.
These people are really from the Wo Vallini tribe where she was a child.
However, a little gap in her imagination is that the oasis where Wo Vallini was located has long since disappeared with soil and groundwater pollution.
Vallini, which depend on that oasis, naturally declined with the oasis.
At this time, what she saw was just a lucky member of several tribes. Now there is only a middle-aged woman and several grandma-level motorcyclists left in such a large tribe.
Rosa froze in place when she heard the news.
For twenty years, Wo Vallini has been supported by her deep belief, and she has been dreaming that she can return to that tribe full of love and warmth one day …
However, the cruel reality tells her that her fantasy died many years ago.
It’s not just Rosa who can’t accept it.
He also accepted several women who escaped with her.
Only Angela can squeeze out a wry smile and even comfort her companion.
"On the bright side, we have freedom now, don’t we?"
Max looked on coldly.
Not happy or sad.
Even though Rosa was in pain enough to wail in the desert, he didn’t show a trace of depression
Because he gave up hope from the beginning.
Or …
He has no hope.
He is just a walking corpse.
He doesn’t want to come here, and he doesn’t want to go there.
If you don’t have hope, you won’t be disappointed
Rosa is in pain.
He has few women in the mood.
The atmosphere was dull all day.
It was not until the evening that Rosa had to start thinking about the posterior approach.
Anghela was right.
Although they have nothing now, they have less freedom.
It’s really a lucky thing that old Joe never dies and escapes.
Soon all the women discussed the result.
They want to abandon heavy trucks and turn mopeds in one direction, all the way across the salt flats in front of them to find new homes …
Max didn’t think it was a good plan, but he didn’t say anything
The next morning.
The women left first, leaving Max and Knox in the same place.
Hang chariot Knox has woke up and looked at himself weakly. The former blood Lord couldn’t say a word.
