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I saw a flash of brilliance.

The attack talisman in Qi Hua's hand slapped on the man's head with a snap.

Seeing this, the two Fu Master brothers next to them hurriedly threw out a few stun charms, and immediately caused the head of the regiment to fall to the ground in a daze, completely losing the power to resist.

Several talismans swarmed up again and beat the guy to death.

After a while, all the big and small cadres of the Berserker Mercenary Regiment were tied to the trees one by one with their hands tied behind their backs.

The woman named Yingying had long been frightened, where did she dare to step forward, huddled aside, and squatted on the ground with her knees hugged.

Seeing Qiao Mu's cold eyes sweeping towards her, she hurriedly shouted in horror, "Miss spare your life, Miss spare your life! I am a folk girl who was forcibly snatched back by this berserk mercenary leader! I am innocent, Miss!"

"What are you talking about, stinky girl?" The scar-faced man who was tied to a tree and grinned shouted angrily, "You slut, if you hadn't been disgusted with poverty and loved rich, abandoned Wang Lu, and drilled Lao Tzu's camp by yourself, and stripped naked to hook Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu would have taken you such a waste?"

"A stinky old lady, you think you are a fairy! Lao Tzu wants to rob you of this slut? If Lao Tzu hadn't taken you in, your special mother would have been sold in the kiln a long time ago!"

"Shut up!" Zou Huan flew up with a big-eared scraper to block this guy's foul language.

"Don't talk nonsense in front of the eldest lady!" didn't you see that the prince's eyes were sharpened?

No wonder you can only be the leader of a small mercenary group for the rest of your life, you can't achieve anything big, and you don't even have a little eyesight!

Qiao Mu didn't bother to care about this woman at all, seeing her and the leader of the berserker mercenary group fighting each other, he only felt that it was a dog eating a dog.

The little guy was expressionless, squinted at Wang Lu of the Tibetan Wind Mercenary Group, pointed to the beaten and wilted group of people on the side, and asked, "Who are they? What is the third-level mercenary group?"

Wang Lu of the Tibetan Wind Mercenary Group has long known that this girl is quite extraordinary.

Now when I look at her way of handling things, I feel a little more admiration in my heart.

This group of people looks young, but if they don't make a move, they will be a blockbuster.

It didn't take much effort to subdue everyone in the Berserker Mercenary Group, large and small.

This made Wang Lu of the Tibetan Wind Mercenary Group even more respectful to Qiao Mu and the others, "The girl doesn't know, in our mercenary world, according to the size and strength of the mercenary group, from low to high, it is divided into mercenary groups from level 1 to level 7. ”

"The Berserker Mercenary Group is also a very large mercenary group in Nancheng, they number more than a hundred, although they can't be compared with those fourth- and fifth-level mercenary groups with more than a thousand people, but at least in a small city like Nancheng, the Berserk Mercenary Group can be regarded as a worthy existence. ”

"That's right, Lao Tzu still has some brothers left in the city, I advise you to release us quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will gather all the brothers and kill them back...... Wash and peel off your little girl's skin!Whoa, whoa!!"

The pride that had just been accumulated in the frenzied battle was beaten by a dozen consecutive slaps from the air, his cheeks were red, and a mouthful of teeth were shattered into slag, and he fell in a slump.

Furious Zhan stared in horror at the broken teeth that had fallen from him, his face full of dead ashes.

"Foul language is too long. Mo Lian glanced at him coldly.