The two mercenaries watched Shu Xingbei rushing down the slope. They knew it was bad, the duck would fly away, so they shouted loudly, "Shu Xingbei, don't run."
The mercenaries were extremely experienced in field combat. They shouted and kept running, running towards Shuxing Bei.
Shu Xingbei ran to the forest down the slope, stopped, turned around and looked at the two of them, with a playful smile on his face.
However, no one can see his smile under the mask.
"You know what's going on," the mercenary Guo Feng raised his eyebrows. He winked at his companion Laojiu, and the two of them separated, blocking Shu Xingbei one behind the other.
"You miss my sea ants, right?" Shu Xingbei put the waterproof storage bag on the ground and said slowly.
"Exactly," Laojiu behind him clapped his hands, "it's better to hand it over yourself than suffer a bitter meal."
Laojiu has a bit of a buck tooth, and when he talks, his two big yellow teeth are particularly eye-catching.
"Aren't you here to salvage the ruins?" Shu Xingbei asked quietly.
"Boy, you talk a bit too much," Guo Feng became unhappy. "It's better to hand over the sea ants than to lose your own life."
"Okay. But between you two, who should I leave it to? I'll leave it to you, after all, it looks more pleasing to you," Shu Xingbei said, taking a few steps towards Guo Feng.
Guo Feng smiled slightly, but his eyes still did not relax his vigilance.
Laojiu also heard Shu Xingbei's words and couldn't help but get furious, "Boy, you want to die, don't you?"
"Yes," Shu Xingbei replied. He put his feet back, turned around and ran down the hillside, rushing towards Laojiu.
Laojiu didn't take Shu Xingbei seriously at all. He bent down and held a gleaming dagger in his hand.
Taking advantage of the downward slope, Shu Xingbei flew up and kicked Laojiu in the head. Laojiu raised his dagger to stop him, but as the dagger was slashing down, he stabbed Shu Xingbei's leg.
If hit this time, Shu Xingbei will definitely be crippled.
Guo Feng watched leisurely, and he was not worried about Laojiu at all. Laojiu's skills could definitely rank among the top thirty among the mercenaries they went out to do missions.
Coupled with the many life-and-death battles in Chiba Continent, Laojiu has already experienced it.
It can be said that the number of souls who died under Laojiu's dagger far exceeds Laojiu's age.
With the masked boy in front of him, will he be Laojiu's enemy?
Asking for trouble. This is Guo Feng's evaluation of Shu Xingbei.
Laojiu swung his dagger smoothly, and his shot was like lightning. He thought Shu Xingbei was going to be hit. Unexpectedly, after Shu Xingbei kicked him, he took a step in the air, and kicked Laojiu in the face with the other kick.
"Mantis Kick!" Laojiu subconsciously retracted the dagger. This kick was so powerful that it was impossible to block it with the dagger.
Years of life and death experience allowed Laojiu to make the best choice. He took two steps back, raised his arms, and blocked Shu Xingbei's kick.
The light shoes Shu Xingbei wore were also his choice after coming out of the sea. During the barbecue, he took off his diving suit, otherwise it would be really not conducive to fighting.
He kicked Laojiu hard on the arm. Laojiu heard a crisp sound from his arm and it was broken.
However, Shu Xingbei's kick did not diminish and he still kicked him in the face.
The old wine is terrible.
He never expected that Shu Xingbei had such huge strength. If this kick hit him, Laojiu would probably have his facial bones broken.
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With no choice, Laojiu could only continue to retreat.
After retreating, his feet were naturally unstable. The old man standing on the slope rolled up and hit his head on a tree. Then he stopped, his mind already buzzing.
"Old Jiu, be careful," Lao Jiu was about to stand up when he suddenly heard Guo Feng's scream. In a hurry, he rolled over again, only to hear a bang next to his ears, and Shu Xingbei stomped on him.
Where I just stopped, I could see smoke and dust flying up, and broken branches and fallen leaves flying up.
So dangerous.
Laojiu was secretly glad.
But before he could stand up, Shu Xingbei punched him again.
"Boy, you, you really think I'm afraid of you," Laojiu said, feeling ashamed and annoyed. In just two encounters, he had already suffered a big loss at the hands of Shu Xingbei.
Old Jiu was also a ruthless man. He stood up and held the elbow of his right arm with his left hand. He pulled and held it, and he pulled the dislocated arm back together.
"Come on," Laojiu raised his hand at Shu Xingbei. He didn't believe that a fourth-level warrior couldn't defeat the young boy in front of him.
Shu Xingbei's fist arrived quickly, but it was a little far away from Laojiu.
"Are you here to make a joke?" Laojiu shook his head and prepared for a fight.
"Dielang Fist," Shu Xingbei roared, and after punching out, the back fist was superimposed. In the blink of an eye, Laojiu could only see the shadow of the fist flying in front of his eyes. He didn't know how many punches Shu Xingbei had thrown. He only felt that
The sound of wind could be heard on his face and ears, and the strong wind of the fist made the skin on his face ache.
Something's wrong. There's something wrong with this guy's boxing skills.
Just as Laojiu was thinking about turning his passiveness into an active one, Shu Xingbei had already punched fourteen times, and the last punch came hard. Laojiu had no choice but to defend it.
After the bang, Laojiu screamed repeatedly, and there was another cracking sound in his injured arm. His arms were drooped, and he couldn't use any strength. Shu Xingbei's fist did not decrease, and he hit hard.
On his chest.
Laojiu's mouth felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood shot out.
"Old Jiu," Guo Feng knew something was wrong and had already run over here quickly.
When he arrived, Laojiu had collapsed on the ground, with blood still pouring out of his mouth. "Okay, so cruel," Laojiu muttered, with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and looking like crying but not crying.
He fell. He fell on the sea outside the Chiba Continent. This was something that Lao Jiu had never dreamed of before he came out to do the mission.
"Are you a first-level martial artist?" Guo Feng looked at Shu Xingbei solemnly.
He had to ask this question.
If Shu Xingbei is really a first-class martial artist, then Guo Feng is no match for Shu Xingbei.
"I'm not," Shu Xingbei replied calmly, "but whether I am or not has nothing to do with you."
"What do you mean?" A bad thought flashed through Guo Feng's mind.
"I mean, since you want my things, you have to pay the price," Shu Xingbei never thought of letting them go.
When he and Baihutang met, Baihutang was very decisive in killing him and never thought of letting him go. Now that these two people fell into his hands today, there was no way he could have an easy time.
"We admit defeat!" Guo Feng replied without thinking, "I still have 50 gold coins on hand to buy my life."
Shu Xingbei was happy, "What's yours belongs to me."
"Shu Xingbei, you must be merciful and merciful. I don't know who you are, but you must also know Qianye Continent. If you let us leave today, you have made two of our friends," Guo Feng said
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Witnessing the confrontation between Shu Xingbei and Laojiu, he asked himself, Laojiu was not Shu Xingbei's opponent, and neither was he.
"No need. Friends like you are beyond my reach," Shu Xingbei had already rushed towards Guo Feng before he finished the last few words.
Guo Feng was shocked.
He turned around and ran away, but he was already half a beat behind Shu Xingbei.
Guo Feng ran in front, and Shu Xingbei chased behind.
Quick, must be quick, a voice in Guo Feng's heart shouted loudly.
But he really thought too much.
The reason Shu Xingbei spent so many moves to defeat Laojiu was originally to confuse Guo Feng. He wanted Guo Feng to have the illusion that he could fight Shu Xingbei with a few moves.
Now that Guo Feng has lost his fighting spirit, Shu Xingbei will naturally no longer hide him.
Connecting with the power of nature in his heart, Shu Xingbei quickly twisted the power he had drawn together, and then punched Guo Feng on the back.
With one punch, Guo Feng, who was running up the slope, was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.
Shu Xingbei gasped for breath and took three steps in succession to push him forward.
Guo Feng lay on the ground, motionless.
After approaching cautiously, Shu Xingbei saw a pool of blood on the ground where Guo Feng was lying.
"Isn't he dead?" Shu Xingbei pushed Guo Feng over with his foot. He saw that this guy's eyes were wide open, his face was purple, and he was not breathing at all.
"It's really not beaten or wiped," Shu Xingbei cursed and rummaged through Guo Feng's things. Sure enough, Guo Feng had 50 gold coins in his pocket, packed in a small cloth bag and sewn on the inside of his camouflage uniform.
Other than that, it's just a lighter and a bullet.
Shu Xingbei often thought about bullets during this period. This bullet was another type of bullet that he had never seen before. He turned it around in his hand, and Shu Xingbei noticed that there was writing on it, "flare".
Could it be said that it is used to transmit signals?
When Shu Xingbei thought about this, he immediately realized something.
not good.
He quickly found the waterproof storage bag he had just thrown away and ran towards Laojiu.
Guo Feng had a flare, and Laojiu must have one too. As long as that guy took a breath, he might have sent out the flare.
Therefore, Laojiu must be killed before he reacts.
Shu Xingbei walked up to Laojiu with a long knife in hand.
"You, you win, you win," Laojiu struggled to squeeze out a few words.
Shu Xingbei raised his sword and chopped off Lao Jiu's head without mercy.
Then he started groping around the headless corpse.
Another 50 gold coins, plus a flare and a lighter. What was slightly more than Guo Feng's was that Lao Jiu was carrying a small iron pot.
When I unscrewed the lid of the pot, the smell of wine hit my nostrils.
The man just called this guy Laojiu, presumably the wine bottle he carries with him is the origin of his nickname.
Shu Xingbei didn't pay much attention to the two corpses. He also found the barbecue that he had just thrown away. He took it to the beach and fed the orca. Then he hurriedly put on his diving suit, took Xiao Si, and headed due east again.
Go forward.
Half an hour after Shu Xingbei left the island, mercenaries found the island. They immediately discovered the bodies of their two companions.
"This is Guo Feng? Who is that headless one?" The mercenaries were surprised. There were only a few people who dared to attack the mercenaries of the White Tiger Hall, even on the Qianye Continent.