The first thousand two hundred and seventy-seven chapters tigers into the flock
Ibsen didn't know who Qin Anyi was, nor did he know the strength of the six people who appeared in this turán, but he could easily guess it just by looking at Gost's expression. The six people who appeared in this turán must be
It's Coster's friend!
"Tsk tsk, Coster, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to find helpers, but...what effect do you think these six people can have? How strong is our Brassington?"
Qiang, you should be very talented. The number of troops has reached 3,000, the number of residents is more than 27,000, and the boss has the strength of seventh grade. It is your luck that your Chaoyang settlement can be merged with our Brassington.
!You can also get better protection, at least you don’t have to have a sneak attack by a dozen giants to cause you such heavy losses."
The skinny man sneered and said: "Brother, it's not because we are so close to each other and we are neighbors, do you think Chaoyang can be merged into Brassington? No one else can ask for such a good opportunity, brother."
Coster, don't be too disrespectful! Even if I don't want to sacrifice my Brassington soldiers today and am willing to go back, wait until my boss is angry and leads the team himself... Hum, Coster, I'll do it when I get there.
I'm afraid that if you Chaoyang, there won't be a single living person left."
"Master Qin! Why... why are you here? Something happened to me. I really can't entertain you right away. Please forgive me."
However, Gost ignored Ibsen at all, but turned his head and bowed deeply towards Qin Anyi.
All the warriors in the Chaoyang settlement were deeply impressed by Qin Anyi. Although half a year had passed, Qin Anyi's celestial demeanor when he slaughtered hundreds of giants more than half a year ago had long been deeply impressed upon him.
In their minds, these warriors in Chaoyang settlement, like Gost, ignored the enemies on the opposite side and bowed to Qin Anyi.
"No need to be polite, I'm just passing by you, and I want to get some supplies in your settlement. After the supplies are finished, we will continue heading north."
Qin Anyi smiled and waved his hand, without even looking at the skinny man. What surprised Qin Anyi was that Gost's strength had improved even further, breaking through the boundaries of the fifth grade and reaching the level below the sixth grade.
After Ibsen said what he said, he found that no one paid attention to him. Being so ignored, he suddenly became angry and coughed loudly. He looked at Qin Anyi and asked with a smile: "I don't know what this person is?"
What is your origin as a friend? I am Ibson from Brassington, I think you must have heard of me."
"Brassington's Ibson?" Qin Anyi was stunned for a moment, his expression was very baffling, but Ibson's expression was quite unbeatable, which gave Qin Anyi a very bad first impression.
"That's right, we Brassington are looking for Chaoyang to discuss the merger issue. Friends from China, if you don't have anything special to do, please help yourself first. Don't get involved in other people's family affairs without knowing it. If
It’s not good to get into trouble because of it.”
Ibson said with a proud smile. Apparently in his mind, the name Brassington was very intimidating.
However, the reality is not too far off. With the strength of Brassington's three thousand warriors, the strongest one is a seventh-grade warrior. It can basically be regarded as a large settlement.
"I've never heard of Brassington. You're thinking too much. The people in Chaoyang Settlement are my friends. If you want to talk about something, just talk about it another day. The people in Chaoyang Settlement don't have time today.
"
Qin Anyi was too lazy to take another look at Ibsen and said in a cold voice.
Ibsen's original smile suddenly froze on his face. He even thought that he had heard wrongly. He stared at Qin Anyi with wide eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Friend! If you dare, please sign up and I'll come back."
I really want to know who in this area dares to speak to us Brassington in such a tone!"
"How annoying! You don't deserve to know my name! Terminator, take your three sons and drive these guys away. Beat them if they don't obey. If they dare to use a gun, kill them directly."
Qin Anyi frowned and waved, saying that he really didn't want to waste too much time with such a little person with no discernible value.
The four terminators, father and son, immediately agreed, and then pounced on Ibsen and the more than 900 soldiers behind him like a hungry tiger pouncing on food!
Although these Brassington soldiers are fairly well-equipped, after all, they are just soldiers from an ordinary large-scale settlement. The level of weapons and equipment is no different from that of the Chaoyang settlement. The firearms they hold in their hands can basically only target fifth-grade soldiers.
Giants or sixth-grade mutated humans caused wēixié.
Once the strength of mutant humans reaches the seventh level, the deterrence of their weapons will be greatly reduced!
As the eighth-grade Terminator, he is naturally the fastest. After roaring, he rushed into Brassington's team of more than 900 people in the blink of an eye! Such a direct collision knocked down dozens of warriors.
, and except for the warriors on the back who were in better condition, the warriors in front who were directly impacted by the terminator all suffered more than a dozen body fractures.
As soon as he raised his hand, the three soldiers were directly slapped away by the Terminator, and then he stamped his feet, and the ground seemed to tremble!
Ibson's eyes suddenly widened with a dumbfounded expression, and the fènnu and Aoran from before disappeared instantly.
It is difficult for mutant humans to judge each other's strength before taking action, but as long as they take action, they can basically have a similar concept.
So now Ibsen has a pretty clear understanding of the Terminator's strength, the eighth-grade... and it's very likely to be the eighth-grade?
This...this is really hell!
"Hey, where are you looking?" A young voice suddenly reached Ibsen's ears.
Ibsen turned around subconsciously and saw a young man who must have been young looking at him with an unhappy expression. This young man was naturally Qin San.
Without thinking, Ibsen instinctively punched Qin San in the face!
What surprised Ibsen was that the young man on the opposite side had no intention of evading, and just received his heavy punch with his face!
"Weak, too weak... How dare you come out to bully others with your strength? How embarrassing." Qin San shook his head with disdain and kicked Ibsen directly in the stomach.
Ibsen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his breathing stopped at this moment. His face suddenly turned pale due to the momentary lack of oxygen in his brain.
The whole person flew backwards under the force of that kick...
Rank 7! And a rank 7 that is more powerful than his own boss!
In the process of flying upside down, Ibsen only had this thought in his mind, and he struggled to look at the other two people, because he clearly remembered that four people were rushing towards him.
It didn't matter what he saw, Ibsen was almost frightened to death by the scene he saw.
The other two people are actually an eighth-grade and a seventh-grade!
What a joke! There are eight-level experts in this place! And there are two of them as soon as they appear!
Ibsen suddenly thought of Qin Anyi again... What is the origin of this person who can have such four strong men as his subordinates?
Without any time to think about it, Ibsen fell heavily to the ground. Qin San's kick was so heavy that he fainted while falling...