"Captain Hu Ji, how can we have any rare treasures? Even if we do, as long as your Zhanhu mercenary group asks for it, do I dare not give it to you?"

Under the gazes of one after another, Yi Shuihuan took a step forward slowly and said bitterly: "I hope that the group leaders will not believe the rumors for the sake of the intelligence we have provided over the years."

"If it weren't for the information you gave me over the years, your station would have been destroyed long ago!"

Hu Ji snorted, and then his voice suddenly turned cold: "I'll give you one last moment to burn the incense. If you don't hand over the treasure, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Hearing this, many members of the Wing Fire Mercenary Group in the square had a look of fear on their faces.

They have long heard about the methods of the Zhanhu Mercenary Group. If they take action, there will be a river of blood here.

Although the strength of the Wing Fire Mercenary Group is not weak, compared with the overlord Zhanhu Mercenary Group in this area, it is obviously far from enough.

A saint-level powerhouse, placed among the human race, is enough to become the master of a holy land. The Zhanhu mercenary group with two saint-level powerhouses has no power in this area that can compete with it.

"Commanders, we really don't have any rare treasures. All the information about our mercenary group is here. You can take it away as you like. I can also let the captains handle it. But please ask some captains.

Your Excellency has a large number of family members who can spare our mercenary group, and they are innocent."

A look of helplessness appeared on Yi Shuihuan's face, and there was a hint of prayer in his voice as he said to Hu Chi and others on the stage.

"Yi Shuihuan, are you qualified to negotiate terms with us?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, another saint-level powerhouse sitting on the chair suddenly snorted coldly, and a great holy power suddenly swept out.

"Deputy Commander, I don't dare, but in our mercenary group, there really is no..."

Under that holy power, Yi Shuihuan's expression also changed drastically.

However, before he could finish his words, the holy power was suppressed violently, and finally hit Yi Shuihuan heavily.

"Pfft!"

Under this holy power, blood suddenly spurted out from Yi Shuihuan's mouth, and his figure seemed to have suffered a heavy blow as he was severely blown away dozens of feet.

As soon as he stopped, the terrifying holy power condensed into a giant hand, grabbed him, and threw him back fiercely.

"Captain!"

Seeing this, several members of the Wing Fire Mercenary Group quickly stepped forward to help him up. In the depths of their eyes, there was a hint of anger, but they did not dare to show it out of fear.

Among the group of figures supporting Yi Shuihuan, there was also an extremely small figure. It was the young man who had sold information to Qin Yichen in the Zhanhu Tavern... Yi Yun.

Looking at the listless Yi Shuihuan, Yi Yun had a complicated look on his face. The palms in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and there seemed to be a token in his hand.

"Don't think of us as fools, give you one last chance, hand over the key, and I can let you go."

In response to those mercenaries who were angry but dared not speak, a look of contempt flashed across the face of the saint-level strongman. He leaned back on the chair again, and his faint voice spoke in the square.

It resounded loudly.

Yi Shuihuan's face was pale, and there were traces of blood coming out of the corners of his mouth. Obviously, even though he was a peak-level expert, he still seemed so vulnerable to a saint-level expert.

"I have already said that our mercenary group really does not have what you said."

Yi Shuihuan slowly raised his head, stared at the figure with terrifying pressure, and said with difficulty.

"It's full of lies. It seems you think I won't do anything!"

The saint-level powerhouse stood up slowly, and a cold look gradually appeared on his face.

"Crack!"

At this time, Yi Yun gritted his teeth and finally couldn't help but crush the token in his hand.

"Um?"

That slight sound was immediately noticed by the Saint-level junior strongman. His eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, a terrifying force swept out, directly knocking the person next to Yi Yun.

Several mercenaries were knocked away.

"Baby, what did you do just now?"

Within a few feet, only Yi Yun was left, and the saint-level strong man's eyes also fell on him, and a voice filled with coldness also resounded.

Under this question, Yi Yun couldn't help but take two steps back, and the broken powder from the token fell from his sleeves.

"Hey, did you call for reinforcements?"

Seeing those white powders, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the saint-level powerhouse, and soon, his face was filled with a contemptuous smile.

So what if this brat really calls for reinforcements? Who in this area dares to interfere with their fight against the Tiger Mercenary Group?

However, Yi Yun's little actions were simply offensive to them.

"Buzz..."

As the words fell, the holy power swept out, and finally turned into a huge foot, and then stepped hard on Yi Yun's head.

"ah……"

Seeing this scene, screams suddenly rang out in the square. Looking at the fluctuations in the color of the soles of the feet transformed by the Holy Power, if Yi Yun was stepped on, I am afraid that he would immediately turn into a pile of blood and mud!

Listening to those screams, the cold color on the face of the saint-level junior strongman became even more intense.

However, what is surprising is that the sole of the foot transformed by the Holy Power suddenly stopped when it was only half a meter away from Yi Yun's head. At the same time, a dull voice quietly sounded on the square.

It resounded loudly.

"If you step on this step, your entire mercenary group will be buried with you..."

This plain voice echoed in the square. When hearing the domineering words inside, all the screams couldn't help but fell silent. Everyone's eyes glanced around. Under those eyes

, full of all kinds of complex emotions.

Let the Zhanhu mercenary group be buried with him?

Who on earth dares to say such arrogant words?

However, what is surprising is that the moment the sound rang out, Hu Chi's expression changed slightly. The saint-level strongman next to him snorted coldly, but the soles of his feet did not fall anymore.

It is slowly withdrawn.

"I don't know which friend is here. This matter is between me and the Tiger Mercenary Group. I hope my friend won't meddle in his own business." The saint-level strongman's eyes slowly glanced around, but it made his heart sink slightly.
Chapter completed!