The fourth child's strategy is very simple, that is, let Zeng Yi disguise himself as a Persian who went to the Jinyiwei Yamen to steal the secret book. Zeng Yi's strength is at the peak of his level. This kind of strength is in line with people's image of a martial arts master who steals the secret book. And the boss
The three of them disguised themselves as Central Plains people who were hunting Zeng Yi.
The plan seems simple, but it is very difficult for Zeng Yi. This is a job that requires a test of acting skills. Zeng Yi must make the Persians unable to see it, otherwise not only will the secret book not be obtained, but the plan may also be exposed, so Zeng Yi
Fourth, give Zeng Yi’s advice, after fooling the Persians for a while, die quickly!
After confirming the plan, Zeng Yi asked all the forces in Persia to start investigating the movements of the Ming Cult in Persia. They happened to find out that the Eastern branch of the Ming Cult in Persia was heading to the Holy City of the Ming Cult. The four of them immediately seized this opportunity and worked carefully all the way.
They followed the Persian Ming Cult members. While those people were resting, the four of them finally seized the opportunity and put on a good show in front of the Persians.
After the three bosses retreated, the Persians immediately helped Zeng Yi up, "Brother, brother! Are you okay? Which branch are you from?" The commander of the Persian Ming Cult branch looked at Zhongyuan, who was still vomiting blood.
He asked quickly.
"Made, there is too much blood in your mouth." Zeng Yi finally spit out all the blood in his mouth and looked at the Persians very weakly, "Which branch are you from?"
"We are the eastern helmsman, and this is our helmsman! Brother, how come you are being hunted down by the Central Plains people?"
Zeng Yi grabbed the helmsman of the Mingjiao sub-rudder, looked at it, and said intermittently as if enduring pain: "Take these secret books, hurry up, hurry up!"
"Brother, brother! Are you okay? What's the secret?"
"Zhongyuan, Zhongyuan Wulin, the secrets of Wulin sects!"
"What! This, this is true!" The helmsman of the Persian Ming Cult branch also heard the rumors, but he did not expect that these secret books would appear in front of him. He watched Zeng Yi tremblingly escape from his arms.
When a cloth bag was brought out, the leader of the Mingjiao branch was so surprised that he was speechless!
"This, this is our brothers, who paid the price of blood, and got it down! We must, must, protect it!" After saying this, Zeng Yi gritted his teeth and said in the man's ear: "Zhongyuan
, the masters from the Central Plains are chasing you all the way, don’t, don’t take the main road! Take a detour, take a detour and quickly go to the Holy City!” After saying that, Zeng Yi seemed to have lost his strength, fell to the ground completely, and closed his eyes!
"Brother, brother!"
At this moment, there was another movement in the distance! "It's right in front! Don't let them run away!"
"There are only a dozen of them, let the brothers surround them! The secret book cannot fall into the hands of the Persians!"
"Quick, kill them, leave no one alive!"
Suddenly, voices came from all directions, and the faces of the Persians suddenly changed, and they all looked at the helmsman of the Persian Ming Cult branch, "Master!"
The face of the helmsman suddenly changed. He looked at the cloth bag in his hand and looked in all directions. There was movement in the woods. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!" He dropped Zeng Yi and immediately led his men towards the direction.
Run ahead.
Not long after the Persians left, the three bosses came out from all around. In fact, there was only the three bosses with such a big momentum. If those Persians were brave enough to fight, the three bosses would really not dare to come out. The boss Xiewang
Cai dragged the branches behind him, which were used to create a huge force with large numbers of people. He clapped his hands and said to Zeng Yi who was lying on the ground: "Okay, those Persians have run away, get up!"
Hearing this, Zeng Yi looked around and saw a carp standing upright, spitting out bloody spit, tearing open the clothes on his chest, revealing a very scary-looking wound on his body, "Made, hurry up and give me
I’ll give you some golden sore medicine.”
The fourth child took out the golden sore medicine and sprinkled some on the wounds on Zeng Yi's body. While doing so, he said, "Fortunately, we arrived quickly. If it had been later, your wounds would have healed on their own!"
Among the dozen or so members of the Persian Ming Cult, there was one who was a top-notch expert with similar strength to Zeng Yi. In order to confuse the Persians just in case, Zeng Yi specially made some wounds on his body. Of course, these wounds looked very scary.
Yes, they were actually superficial injuries, most of which were scratches on the skin. The reason they looked scary was because Zeng Yi had specially put on makeup.
Zeng Yi changed into his own clothes and touched the wound that had begun to heal, "There is no other way. The magical power of body protection is really good for recovering from trauma!"
"You're good at acting, second brother. Those Persians didn't even suspect it!" Third child handed Zeng Yi a kettle and said with a smile.
Zeng Yi rinsed his mouth, "How can the actor's basic acting skills be doubted! Bah, Mader smells like blood. If Xiao Xuehua finds out about this, I won't be able to kiss him!"
The fourth child rolled his eyes at Zeng Yi: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, the Persians have escaped, please notify those players quickly!"
Of course, those secret books cannot really be brought back by the Persian Ming Cult. Before planning to hand over the helm of the Persian Ming Cult branch, Zeng Yi and the others had already made plans. Once the secret books are sent, they will immediately tell those who know the secret books.
As soon as the players who have already infiltrated take action, I believe that the experts who can be dispatched soon will also take action soon.
After leaking the news of the secret book, Zeng Yi and the four men immediately chased after him. Those Persians completely believed Zeng Yi's words. They really were not taking the main road, but took a detour to the small road. The small road would be difficult to walk on.
, the speed of those Persians slowed down.
About less than an hour later, nearby players who had received the news had already caught up with them. As for the news about the secret book in Persia, the players were actually dubious at first. However, after the first batch of players caught up and were killed by the Persian Ming Cult,
Most people have already believed the news.
Ordinary players are really no match for the Persians. These Persians have a first-class peak expert and several first-class masters. Unless dozens of players fight together, three or five players really can't defeat those Persians.
However, the majority of players who can enter Persia are either individuals or masters from small guilds. It would be good to have three or five of these people together, but there is no need to worry about dozens or hundreds.
Zeng Yi and the others watched helplessly as the first four or five players were killed by the Persians, but they had no intention of taking action. "After these players died, no one should doubt the accuracy of the news.
The NPC experts who can be dispatched should get the news soon. We can already withdraw!"