Chapter 134 Poor and Hateful

Dongdong stared blankly at the blade hunter that had turned into fragments, then turned his gaze to Su Mo's back and said, "Here I go, boss, I actually started to admire you a little bit."

Su Mo turned his head and joked: "Really? How much do you admire me? Go back and write an 800-word essay. There is no restriction on the style, except poetry."

Dongdong couldn't help but cursed: "Climb, crawl, crawl, hurry up, you are bullying me because I can't read, right?"

Su Mo regained his composure and came over to help Dongdong check his injuries.

Although her body was covered in blood and stains and looked miserable, most of them were actually flesh wounds.

The most serious thing was the gap in the side waist that was punctured by the thorn tail, and the left arm was also broken.

Fortunately, the wound on her side did not damage any organs. Her left arm was originally a prosthetic body. After the injury, there was no severe blood loss like ordinary people, so it was not life-threatening.

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I'm really sorry for you this time, for making you suffer so much."

Dongdong scratched his head: "Huh? Isn't the mercenary business like this? Every commission should be very dangerous."

Su Mo: "Buyi seems to have a misunderstanding about mercenaries. Most of our commissions are low-intensity. This time we encountered special circumstances."

Dongdong said lazily: "Hey, I'm so lucky. I met a big one when I first entered the industry. Maybe this is God's hint to me, and I will become a Crescent City legend in the future."

Su Mo smiled, put his arms around Dongdong's waist and legs, and picked her up like a princess: "Let's go, the trouble here is over."

Dongdong's face turned red and he kept pushing Su Mo: "Don't treat me like a disabled person, I can walk by myself!"

Su Mo smiled helplessly and said, "You can't even stand still, why are you walking by yourself?"

He weighed Dongdong in his arms and said softly: "Don't make trouble and be obedient."

Dongdong snorted softly and stopped struggling. She leaned her little head on Su Mo's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, but she still wanted to be brave: "Forget it. There are free mounts. If you don't ride, you won't be able to ride."

Su Mo walked and judged the direction with a bang, and asked doubtfully: "Why are you walking back? This is the direction of TL730."

Su Mo moved forward and pursed his lips: "There is someone I want to take back with me. I just caught him on the road. Here he is."

Not far away, the bleak-looking Dorn was hung on a tree. His arms and legs were broken and he could not move.

Dongdong was furious when he saw Dorn. He jumped out of Sumer's arms and rushed forward: "I'm going to use his head as a baseball!"

Su Mo pulled Dongdong and lowered his voice and said, "No, this guy is a personal witness and is more useful alive than dead. If he dies, we won't be able to tell the situation clearly. We must bring him back alive to Tie Xue." "

Dongdong had nothing to say in reply, so he could only stand there with one hand on his waist and sulk.

After Su Mo put Dorn down, Dongdong took advantage of him not paying attention and secretly kicked Dorn on the butt to vent his anger.

Su Mo found a thick tree trunk and sat down, and asked Dorn: "Tell me, what is going on? Why are you, a member of the Iron-Blooded Alliance, getting involved with the people of the Black Domain Group?"

Dorn lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, showing no intention of cooperating.

Dongdong picked up the baseball bat, got into a batting stance, and made two gestures on Dorn's head.

Dawn was so frightened: "What are you doing?!"

Su Mo cooperated with Dongdong and sneered: "My little friend is nicknamed the Stick Maniac. She likes to use human heads as baseballs when she has nothing to do. The head she swung has already circled the rust wall three times."

"If you don't want to get hit by her home run, you'd better cooperate honestly, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."

"Rua!" Dongdong grinned, showing a fierce expression.

Dorn knew that the situation was over and no one could save him.

He had always been strong, but his psychological defense had collapsed long ago, and he was quickly defeated: "I said, I said."

Su Mo: "Tell me, why did you do this to us?"

Dorn closed his eyes: "I said before, this is not for you, but for the Iron-Blooded Alliance."

"The Black Domain Group was dissatisfied with the Iron Blood's expansion into the Borderlands, so they sent people to massacre the exploration team. You just hit the target."

Su Mo didn't say much. This kind of thing is too common in the Dawn World.

The three giant companies are inherently competitive.

Exploring the Borderlands is another high-risk, high-reward activity.

It's hard to accept that one company might be able to get hold of some technological relic after probing around, and its scientific research progress would explode, leaving the other two companies behind by a big margin.

So these three families have been fighting each other overtly and covertly, trying to trip up each other everywhere. Today you send people to blow up my research base, and tomorrow I will send people to intercept and kill your exploration team. This kind of behavior has been going on for hundreds of years.

The incident of TL730 is just a slight splash in the big waves.

Su Mo continued to ask: "I'm curious, can't you do a good job in the Iron-Blooded Alliance? Why do you want to help the people of the Black Domain Group to harm our family?"

A sad smile appeared on Donn's face: "In a giant company that researches prosthetics, as an absolute rejecter of prosthetics, do you think I can do well?"

"Can you understand that feeling? Everyone around me has a prosthetic body, and they are all little supermen. Even if the cleaning staff has civilian prosthetics to improve their work efficiency, I am just the lowest ordinary person."

"My bosses look down on me, my colleagues laugh at me, and everyone treats me as a joke. I have worked diligently in the Iron-Blooded Alliance for decades, and I am still a grassroots expatriate employee. Even the newcomers who have just graduated dare to call me 'little many'!"

"What can I do? I can't do anything! I can only nod and bend down to laugh with them every day, do the chores they throw at me, and be ordered around like a dog!"

When Donne said this, his eyes were filled with deep hatred: "I've had enough of this kind of life! I want to let Iron-Blooded know that I am not a waste that can be bullied casually! Losing me is Iron-Blooded's loss, and they will be deeply affected by it. Deeply regretful!"

"I swear in my heart, one day. One day! I will change my destiny against the will of heaven! I will trample under my feet all those who once looked down on me!"

Su Mo thought thoughtfully: "So you contacted the Black Domain Group, cooperated with them to stab the TL730 exploration team in the back, and used it as a pledge to change the family?"

At the mention of TL730, Dorn was like a deflated rubber ball, lowering his head feebly: "If the backstab is successful and your group is wiped out, I can go to work at the Black Domain Group branch."

"They promised to give me a decent position where I could sit in an office every day and manage a dozen people under my command. With my salary, I could afford to buy a house, a car, and marry a beautiful woman."

"It's gone now. There's nothing left."

Su Mo sighed softly.

From an objective perspective, he still felt a little sorry for Dorne.

After all, this guy wasn't bad at the beginning. He was completely twisted step by step in that oppressive environment, and finally became what he is now.

In a place like the Dawn World, where the jungle prevails, it is really difficult for a naturally weak person to raise his head.

Of course, pity for the sake of pity, Su Mo didn't sympathize with Dorn.

If this guy was really brave enough to strap a bomb into Jagged Office and die with the bastards who bullied him, Su Mo would respect him as a man.

But he was willing to be used as a spearman by the Black Domain Group and framed a group of mercenaries who had no grudges against him. There was really nothing to sympathize with.

"Let's go, it's time for this to end." After Su Mo asked, he picked up Dongdong with one hand and Dorn with the other, and ran towards the Winter Mountains.