Reikatos didn't know how long he ran, his legs became heavier and heavier, and at the end, he had subconsciously changed from running, to fast walking, and finally to slow walking.

Fear, running, hunger, cold, these made him suffer, he slowly moved forward, he felt his body was heating.

This phenomenon... is not a good phenomenon, he felt that his physical strength was draining extremely fast.

I don't know if there was something under his feet, or he was exhausted, his legs bent and he fell on the snow.

When he woke up, he was already lying in a warm sleeping bag covered with a deerskin.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties came over with a steaming cup in his hand.

"Are you awake?" the middle-aged man said and sat down beside him, "I saw you in the snow, you have a wound on your arm, I'll take care of it for you."

"Who hurt you?"

Rekatos subconsciously wanted to speak, and his mouth opened, but in the end, only the sound of "Aba Aba" came out.

There is still a big difference between his accent and the accent of the Commonwealth. Maybe people in the central and southern regions of the Commonwealth can't find out where he comes from from his accent.

But in the north, especially near the border, people here can definitely tell his accent.

He didn't know how long he had slept, or whether the attack on the patrol team and the patrol station had become a big issue. The most important thing now is to ensure his own safety first.

The middle-aged man showed a look of pity, "How pitiful, have you met those Marillos?"

Reikatos was stunned for a moment, nodded again and again, and the man sighed, "You are so pitiful, but it doesn't matter, we will be able to return to town tomorrow at the latest, and we will be safe there."

He also patted Leilatos on the body, "I gave you a brace for your arm, it may not be convenient..."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Rekatos thought to himself that after the wound on his arm healed, he would not kill this man. This was his reward for this man for saving him. .

Along the way, this man has always been very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Rekatos felt a little guilty. He was thinking about whether it was time to tell the truth to this man in a limited way.

For example, he is hiding the things he has done and describing himself as a victim.

After he came to the Federation, he had to go somewhere. He used to have many brothers around him, and he could do whatever he wanted.

But now there is only him, and he needs someone who can help him integrate into the society of the Federation. This middle-aged man may be a good choice.

On the way back to town, the middle-aged man said a lot of things, including his wife, his children, and his own dreams.

"My biggest wish is to move to some cities in the south. Those weather experts say it will get colder and colder in the future. It is cold enough now."

"I don't want my child to be unable to go out in the cold winter for three or four months a year. He should live in the sun, run and play recklessly."

"But you know, if you want to do it, you have to have money, but money..." The middle-aged man sighed and shook his head at the same time, "But you know, it's too hard to make money."

Rekatos has produced a kind of empathy very well. In fact, in a certain way, the characteristics of the bottom of the society are the same. They are always disturbed by too many external factors, which sometimes makes them emotional. .

The upper classes of society are different. Even if they have already killed some poor people, they will not have any sympathy for those poor people who are about to be killed by them.

He felt that if he got the money in the future, it might be able to help him realize this wish.

For the whole day, Rekatos felt that he was far away from the border, and he also slept in a daze.

Because the middle-aged man only brought his own food, although he also ate a little, but not much, he could barely maintain it.

The hunger never left him, and he vowed that when he returned to the middle-aged man's house, he would definitely have a good meal.

When he fell asleep for the third time and woke up again, he did not wake up naturally, but was woken up by a splash of cold water.

"It's true that he's not dead, but the price of living and dead is the same. If I give you some extra money, others will ask for it, which will make it difficult for me."

"There's only so much money given above, and it's all counted."

A guy who looked like... a police officer stood beside the middle-aged man, and the two looked at him.

It was only at this time that Rekatos realized that he did not know when he had already sat on the chair and was completely tied up.

He tried to struggle, but the hunger for a few days left him with no strength at all, and the struggle was just indifferent twisting, and soon he didn't even have the strength to twist.

He looked at the middle-aged man fiercely and a little hurt. He didn't quite understand why he was here, and he didn't know what happened.

The middle-aged man was a little disappointed, "I thought the living Marillos could give a little more."

The police officer rolled his eyes, "Six hundred yuan, do you want it!"

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The middle-aged man glared at Rekatos, then stretched out his hand helplessly, "Anything is better than nothing, and tossing me all the way..."

He took the money from the officer, counted it, stuffed it into his bag, and started to pack up to leave.

But the police officer said again, "Next time I kill someone and get them here, I don't like doing this!"

Rekatos opened his mouth in horror, and tried to say something in a weak voice, but was punched in the cheek by the middle-aged man who came over.

All the voices turned into a whimper, and the gentle man who had been chatting with him about his dreams and family in the past few days became hideous.

He quickly pulled out a bayonet that was a foot long from his waist, pinched his neck with one hand, and stabbed the bayonet into his heart with the other...

When his life had come to an end and he was about to leave this world completely, he faintly heard the police officer say—

"Damn, you stained my floor!"

The middle-aged man...is a bounty hunter.

This profession seems to appear most of the time in film and television works and novels, but in fact it has always existed!

In the west, in the north, bounty hunters are arguably an integral part of society.

In these harsh natural environments, there will always be some ferocious predators harassing and attacking humans, such as federal wolves, leopards, bears or some jungle lions.

It is not impossible to specially organize police or militia to deal with these things, but it may not be possible to send people in the morning and solve it in the afternoon.

This often takes time and luck.

The most difficult thing in the federal government is always related to taxation. In addition to the tax bureau, it is the taxpayer.

If the police and militia cannot catch these things in a short period of time, there will always be people who question whether they are wasting taxpayers' money, so the special profession of bounty hunters is retained.

Bounty orders are issued by local administrative or security agencies, and then those bounty hunters come to work.

Officially, the cost of these bounties is much cheaper than mobilizing human and material resources to find a few wolves, a leopard or a bear.

It also solves the problem for less money.

Even if people have opinions on the processing time, it is because the bounty hunters are incompetent and have nothing to do with the authorities.

Bounty hunters not only hunt animals, but also hunt "people". A middle-aged man is a bounty hunter.

He took his bayonet out of Rekatos' body, rubbed it on him, and slipped it into the cowhide scabbard.

At the same time, he also complained, "If you said that earlier, I would have come directly with their eyes, and I may have killed several at this time."

He cursed and said a few more words. He thought that the living Marillos would be worth a little more, but he didn't expect that life and death would be the same price, what a **** loss!

The police officer pouted and began to clean up the mess.

As Blackstone Security's advance force arrived at the border, a large-scale search and killing of the Marillos who had infiltrated the Commonwealth began.

At the same time, villages, towns and even cities near the northern border have begun to offer bounties to these invaders, life or death.

Some of these bounties are funded through local finances, while others are sponsored by local tycoons.

Everyone knows that letting the Marillos riot in the country will definitely mess up the entire North. It is better to spend a little money at this time than to have no chance to spend it later.

In just one day, Blackstone Security killed more than 1,100 people, and more field workers set foot on the train to the border.

The news quickly sparked a buzz in Bupen, and Mr. Truman breathed a sigh of relief amid the buzz.

Lynch's quick action took the pressure off him~lightnovelpub.net~ Now the pressure is starting to shift from him to those congressmen.

While they used this matter to put pressure on them, they also created the current situation!

It is a double-edged sword, when you swing it up without hurting others, you will definitely hurt yourself!

Mariro's government is still condemning the actions of the federation, which their new president has called "a horrific massacre" and said at least tens of thousands of refugees have died or gone missing in the military conflict.

He is also trying to get the attention and assistance of the international community, and Foreign Minister Penggio is the first to stand up in solidarity with the Mariros.

They used "the federal people's undisguised greed for territory" and "dehumanizing military operations" to smear the Federation, and declared that when necessary, they would stand up to justice for Mariro and contribute to the maintenance of world peace!

Yes, they have now also learned what the Federals say, whoever is a threat to them is a potential threat to destroy world peace.

Public opinion is very useful, even better than Emperor Pontiero imagined!