Qu Jianlei also recognized the visitor, and he smacked his lips, "It turns out to be Bentley. Wouldn't it be nice to live in peace and enjoy your old age?"

Bentley is a half-baked maintenance man who sells some materials part-time. He is about sixty years old.

Cindy and Spencer have bought materials from him many times and found him to be a very nice person to talk to.

He also asked Cindy to consult Qu Jianlei on some mechanical issues, but the two had basically no communication.

As for him being able to recognize Qu Jianlei wearing a hijab, it was purely because he recognized the modified truck.

In the eyes of the maintenance technician, every truck is different, and he cannot admit mistakes.

Bentley didn't pay attention to the other party's murderous words, but asked curiously, "You killed an impact mecha?"

"That's right," Qu Jianlei nodded, and then said calmly, "You have half a minute to give your last words."

He didn't touch the opponent's path, and it was really weird to appear at this moment. It was most likely a delaying tactic.

Bentley stared at him with his cloudy old eyes, "Can I trade the news for my life?"

"Sorry," Qu Jianlei replied sternly, "I can lie to you, but it goes against my bottom line."

For some reason, killing an innocent person has become his bottom line, and he will no longer deceive others.

Even though the information the other party tells may be useful, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Bentley was not angry when he heard this, but laughed, "Is it because of the third and fourth children?"

The third and fourth children are not in the car, which means they are probably still around the settlement. This information is really important.

Qu Jianlei looked at him helplessly, "You still have fifteen seconds."

"I'm here to defect to you," Bentley said simply, "I have information about the Ultimate Warrior...don't you think about it?"

Qu Jianlei and Hua Xiezi exchanged glances, and then nodded slightly, "Okay, you've convinced me. Come ride over here."

Bentley did not hesitate to ride close to him. There were many large and small bags in his car, and he did seem to be seeking refuge.

Hua Xiezi was on guard, while Qu Jianlei jumped out of the car, reached out and put the motorcycle into the bed of the truck.

Then Hua Xingzi went to the cab, leaving only Bentley and Qu Jianlei looking at each other in the cab.

The truck started and slowly drove away.

Bentley stared at the other person for a while, and then asked aloud, "Is your magical power... a mutation?"

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