In a dark forest, a figure in white leather armor flickered. A tall mercenary scurried out from behind several large trees with great agility, and jumped in front of a slender young mercenary with a handsome face in a few leaps.

The tall mercenary knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "My lord, the herd of beasts controlled by the Waggett Shaman with the Dark Heart has been wiped out, do we need to launch an attack on Lancer Town in advance?" ”

Cassano, the tall captain of the Bloody Hand Mercenary Regiment with long blond hair in a shawl, said slowly with the usual gentle smile on the corner of his mouth:

"There's no hurry. Let's go ahead with the original plan. The magic array at the Deputy Commander Sparley's place is still a day and a half away from being completed. In the unlikely event that our all-out assault leaves the mercenaries in Lancer Town to escape out of fear. Our mission this time is to make sure that no one in this small town of Lancer escapes, you know? ”

"Yes!" The tall mercenary bowed his head respectfully, but hesitated for a moment before speaking again:

"However, Lord Cassano, due to the attack of the beasts controlled by the Waggett shaman, the patrolmen and mercenaries in this small town of Lancer may have already noticed the problem in this dark forest, and they are likely to send someone to investigate the situation again. The Blood Beaver squad we have assigned to intercept at the front may not be manpower or strength enough. It was because of the lack of strength of the Blood Beaver Squad that the captain of the patrol broke through our blockade. ”

The tall mercenary's words made the gentle smile on Cassano's face condense slightly,

"Vargett shamans, hmph, these arrogant shamans like to mess around. Wasn't that herd attack he was startling the snakes? Cause us a mess. Let Reddell and their Blood Fox team take charge of intercepting them as well, and don't let the intruders escape. Also, help me tell the Blood Wolf Squad, remember the goal of their operation, that Lance family's waste young master must be eliminated. I don't want them to have any more mistakes with this simple task! ”

As the tall mercenary departed, Cassano looked up at the distance of the Dark Forest, in the direction of the town of Lancer. Although the smile on his handsome face was still very gentle, there was an unusually cold cold light in those beautiful blue eyes:

"Lancer Town? It is estimated that in two days, it will be the name of the place that has been erased from the map of the kingdom of Rand. Everyone in the entire Rand Kingdom will be terrified by this completely disappeared town. They will understand that this is the wrath of our great Dark Emperor. ”

Han Feng's action made all the patrol soldiers and mercenaries present feel extremely shocked and respected.

A few inconspicuous rib thorns flashed rapidly in Han Feng's hands, and the horror in the eyes of the onlookers had just emerged, and the long rib thorns had already stabbed into the bodies of the wounded quickly.

Several patrol soldiers who saw this scene next to them, because they didn't have the opportunity to watch the previous potion competition, actually thought that this fat young master was murdering his brother, and almost rushed to find Han Feng desperately. Fortunately, they were all stopped by the mercenaries who reacted quickly beside them.

Han Feng ignored this, and the few rib thorns in his hand with all his attention brought a scurrying afterimage, stabbing into the wounded's body one after another. What amazed the crowd the most was that these long wooden thorns pierced into the human body without a drop of blood, which was really unbelievable.

In just a few moments, Han Feng had already completed the technique of stabbing acupoints, he stood up, and while walking towards the other wounded person who was the most seriously injured, he said to Dara behind him without looking back: "Okay, apply the medicine to his wound, and then pour the healing potion he is taking inside." ”

Darla, who was holding the big medicine jar, looked at the stretcher on the ground in a daze, the wounded man who was still in a semi-coma and kept convulsing and **, but at this time, after Han Feng's several rib thorns pierced, he became breathing smoothly and fell into a quiet sleep.

Dara really couldn't understand why a few ordinary rib thorns could have such an incredible effect, and he almost thought that this young master Rogge had just used the most magical magic, or divine magic.

This idea also includes people around the world.

Whether it was the soldiers, mercenaries or slaves of the patrol army, the eyes that looked at Han Feng at this time flashed with awe and admiration. Even the first-level pharmacist Kari, who had witnessed Han Feng's magical stabbing technique again, looked at Han Feng's eyes full of chicken jelly and admiration at this time.

Although there were many wounded in the field, it almost took less than an hour and a half to deal with them under Han Feng's swift and wind-like shot. None of the more than 20 seriously injured people hung up, and even the two seriously injured and dying mercenaries were rescued by Han Feng. For a while, everyone in the audience regarded Han Feng as a god.

In fact, the most important thing here is the incomparably wonderful thorn technique that Han Feng has mastered. This kind of thorn point stunt from the world of cultivating immortals not only has the effect of sealing the flow of qi and blood in the human body and delaying the deterioration of injuries, but also plays a role in stimulating the vitality and potential of the human body, so that the injured person can always maintain that glimmer of vitality until they are treated.

It can be said that as long as the injured person is not really completely cut off, Han Feng can use the technique of stabbing points to help him hold his breath, and then apply various drugs to treat it, so no matter how serious the injury is, there is still hope of rescue.

Han Feng's hand immediately completely conquered everyone in this potion hall, especially the group of mercenaries, who regarded Han Feng as a god. In the face of everyone's admiration, Han Feng was reserved as an immortal, so he naturally wanted to reveal a touch of chic on that fat face. It's just that, with his fat body, his swaying posture seems to be extremely difficult to get along with the word chic.

And behind Han Feng was a big mercenary Sigua who followed closely.

After seeing Han Feng personally get two small bottles of antidote liquid from the big jar and pour them into the captain and his teammates, Daya, the captain of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Team, and his fellow mercenaries began to breathe steadily, and in just a moment, the terrifying purple and black on their faces slowly faded away. Obviously, everyone can see that the poison on these two people has been cured.

Following his previous promise, the mercenary Sgua volunteered to become Han Feng's personal servant after seeing his captain and teammates saved.

Han Feng naturally won't be polite, this is the reward he deserves. And now that the sense of crisis in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, Han Feng also urgently needs to enhance the strength of the people around him.

Although Han Feng still didn't know what the anomaly from the Dark Forest was, the sense of danger he faintly sensed in his soul was getting stronger and stronger. Han Feng also had to make emergency preparations in advance for this.

Therefore, after the wounded outside received initial treatment and stabilized their injuries, Han Feng first found Xiao Baya, gave a low command, and then turned around and walked back to the medicine warehouse with Ali without hesitation.

And at Han Feng's command, Baya shook his head and ran quickly towards the Lance family branch. xh118