The dull boss lady was so frightened that she started sobbing. She said intermittently: "Brother, please spare your life. I take care of this business by myself, and I have to pay you protection fees. My monthly income is not enough for half of the protection fees.
This...what should I do? I really have no choice!"
The fat man's eyes were fixed on Yun Qing, his sausage mouth turned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and he just listened to him: "We don't care, as long as we receive enough protection fees. If you can't pay the protection fees, then your hotel will also
No need to drive any further."
"This is the last thing left by my man. Are you going to take away this hotel and let me live?" The landlady said sadly and burst into tears.
Just when the fat man was about to speak, Yun Qing's iron sword was already placed on his neck. The sharp sword flashed and flickered, as if it was a soul-calling banner that could kill the fat man at any time.
"Girl, what are you doing? Put down the sword!" The fat man yelled with sweat on his head. The sword was on his neck. No matter how arrogant he was, he was still fierce and cruel.
The dozen boys at the back drew their weapons, hesitating whether to mount them or not, and were caught in a dilemma.
"Lady boss, tell me, do these people have any reason to die?" Yun Qinghan said.
The landlady was so frightened that she said: "These people...these people rely on their own strength to collect protection fees and bully the common people. If they know whose girl is beautiful, they will definitely snatch her away. A few days ago, the daughter of Old Man Wang's family next door
He was snatched away by them. There is no news yet, maybe he is dead. Because they have harmed many girls."
Zhuo Ran nodded understandingly and said: "Since he is a scum, let's kill him."
Fighting energy flashed across Yun Qing's sword blade, and he cut the fat man's neck directly.
When the dozen or so people behind saw the blood spurting out, they were so frightened that they dared not stay here and ran away in embarrassment.
Yun Qing wanted to chase, but was stopped by Zhuo Ran.
"No need to chase, we just wait."
Zhuoran kicked the fat man's body on the street, and the two of them stood in the street, high-spirited, and the young heroes looked serious.
Everyone watching around knew the corpse lying on his back, and the discussion gradually started.
"Isn't that the guy who often comes here to collect protection money?"
"I know that guy. He is a peripheral member of the Ice Flame Mercenary Group, and he seems to be a squad leader."
"I also know him. He is responsible for the protection fees here. He is very cruel!"
"Ice Flame Mercenary Group? Is it the mercenary group with a great mage in charge? It seems that the leader is a great mage, and he is a dual-system magician, mastering the two mutually exclusive magics of water and fire. Ice Flame
That’s where the name comes from.”
"..."
Zhuo Ran's heart was moved. Will he encounter a strong man at the level of the Grand Mage at this time? Although he and Yun Qing can ignore the third-level mad swordsman, he doesn't think they can ignore the third-level mad swordsman.
Magisters don't look down on them either. Magicians are different from warriors.
Just like Wendy unleashed the magic of the Judge's Sword, killing eight great swordsmen one level above her with one blow. The instantaneous explosive power and its energy composition all show that magic is much more difficult to deal with than fighting spirit.
"One is to rely on the power of the body, and the other is to control the power of heaven and earth. Of course it is different. However, I think it will change when you reach the level of Sword Master. Each move has great power, which is not much inferior to magic. But, the problem
It is necessary to reach that height, otherwise, the magician will always have a certain advantage."
Zhuo Ran was thinking in his mind, and another question arose: "Can the dimensional blade break through the magic shield cast by the third-level great mage?" With questions, there are expectations, and he already wants to see the third-level magic as soon as possible.
Master.
Yun Qing is contrary to his idea. She thinks that magicians are just vegetables, the kind that can be cut casually. After all, she has three powerful weapons in her hand, so dealing with magicians is a piece of cake.
When the two of them had their own thoughts, the dozen or so people who had escaped did indeed bring in reinforcements.
The leaders were not magicians, but two swordsmen wearing blue leather armor. Judging from their demeanor, they were definitely third-level strongmen. They were much stronger than the three third-level men in the Huangyan Mercenary Group.
"These two should be intermediate mad swordsmen, and they are extremely powerful ones."
Zhuoran said softly: "It doesn't matter, I'm just not afraid of swordsmen, magicians are the trouble!"
"Then you are wrong. I think swordsmen are troublesome and magicians are useless."
"You are such an arrogant girl, how about we discuss it some time?" Zhuo Ran said frivolously.
Yun Qing took a sip and said, "Who would challenge you to a fight with this pervert? I know you cheated and have multiple magic powers, but I still hit the gun. Am I stupid?"
"You're not smart anyway."
"Zhuoran, you are going to die!"
"calm down."
While the two were arguing quietly, two mad swordsmen under the age of thirty approached with their men.
"The two deputy captains, they are the ones who killed Fat Brother!"
The two mad sword masters look both young and good-looking. A comparison shows that the Ice Flame Mercenary Group is much better than the Huangyan Mercenary Group. Especially since its leader is also a popular Grand Mage.
A magician like this has some respect even in a gold-level empire. He can obtain a noble title and receive good treatment. Especially if he joins the army, he will receive even more benefits.
Because, a great mage can be used as a team of a thousand people. When the magic is applied, an entire group will be killed instantly. But it is powerful. If a war breaks out, the number of magicians can often determine the outcome of the war.
"I am Lant Quill, deputy commander of the Second Regiment of the Ice Flame Mercenary Regiment." said the blond-haired mad swordsman.
"I am Art Quill, deputy commander of the Second Regiment of the Ice Flame Mercenary Regiment." The brown-haired mad swordsman said.
After Zhuo Ran heard the introduction of the two people, he looked carefully again and found that they were somewhat similar. He asked very impolitely: "Do you have the same father and different mothers?"
The blond Lant frowned immediately and said coldly: "We know that you are a crazy group, but you should not be too crazy. Our Ice Flame Mercenary Group is not comparable to the Huangyan Mercenary Group."
Brown-haired Art said: "Although the leader said that you should be given enough respect, I think you should be killed directly because you are too arrogant."
Yun Qing snorted coldly, raised the iron sword, and the dark yellow fighting spirit lingered on the sword. He was full of fighting spirit. If he disagreed, he would cut with the sword. He was really coquettish and domineering!
Zhuoran rubbed his forehead, took the opportunity to press Yun Qing's sword-holding hand, and said: "Girl, don't fight anyone. To deal with these two little guys, of course I'm here."
Yun Qing's hand shook, and Zhuo Ran's big hand was shaken away. The yellow light flashed, and then he put away the sword.
"Huang Yan's space ring? I didn't expect that Huang Yan was really killed by you. Haha, you are in big trouble!" said the blond Lant.
Zhuoran chuckled and said: "Trouble? No, no, no, I don't think so. If you can see the future plot direction, you will find that in front of our rampant team, trouble is really not trouble. The more trouble we have, the more trouble we have.
On the contrary, I like it even more. Because of why, I don’t want to tell you.”
"As expected, they are indeed a arrogant group. If you knew who Huang Yan's brother was, you wouldn't be so arrogant!" Brown-haired Art mocked.
Zhuoran shook his head and sighed. He was not going to talk to these two people anymore. Because he felt that these two people were two stubborn bulls who knew what was going on and could not change it no matter what.
"What? Should we start the fight now or make an appointment to settle it all at once?"
The blond Lant and the brown-haired Art said in unison: "Of course we have to fight now!"
"We brothers are enough to deal with you!" Lant said proudly. He took out the sword from his waist. It turned out to be an oriental-style sword, three feet long and two fingers wide, with dazzling cold blades on both sides.
The sword, especially on the spine, from the bottom to the tip, is inlaid with narrow blue gemstones. The condensed water mist lingers on the sword, making it look extremely beautiful.
At the same time, Art also pulled out a sword of the same style. On the contrary, there were red gems on the spine of his sword. The hot breath emanated from the gems. Not to mention the sword, just the gems.
It's not the level of one thousand gold coins.
"Wait for the battle, don't break these two swords, I will let Hongying have another good meal." Yun Qing whispered.
Zhuoran nodded. In fact, even if Yun Qing didn't say anything, he wouldn't do anything to these two swords. They are all money. He appraised in his heart: "These two swords can definitely be sold for 10,000 gold coins.
Well, as expected, rich and powerful people are covered in valuable things!"
"Wind Lock!"
There was no warning, no greeting. Zhuoran suddenly shouted low, and the two people standing five meters away from him were instantly bound by blue wind locks.
"Wind blade hundred cuts!" Then, he roared again, and in an instant, countless wind blades shot at the two mad sword masters. This frightened the people behind the mad sword masters, and they quickly ran away.
go.
"Door Qi barrier!" The two men shouted in unison. A circle of bright red Dou Qi suddenly rose up on their bodies, forming a shield to protect them inside.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The wind blade shot on it, as if hitting a steel wall, making a harsh sound.
"Wind Blade Thousand Slashes!"
Magicians have this advantage. As long as they have the upper hand, there are a few swordsmen who can block the indiscriminate bombardment of magic.
From the sky to the ground, densely packed green short blades crowded the place.
"You are shameless!"
"You are mean!"
Zhuo Ran waved his hand, and countless wind blades greeted the two of them.
He smiled calmly and said: "Maybe you don't know. Shamelessness is my nature, and despicability is my motto. In my honest heart, these two shortcomings have always been very small. It was you who brought them out, so,
My shamelessness is directed at you, and my despicability is also directed at you. Therefore, you have experienced my shamelessness and despicability!"
"Actually, you haven't seen my other strengths and weaknesses yet. I think you won't be happy to see them!"