The corners of the young man's mouth unconsciously drooled, and he was unconscious.

Yiwen suppressed the nausea in her heart, and in a flash of thought, she had an extra pistol in her hand.

This is a standard pistol of the U.S. military, with only ten rounds, unlike the ugly pot-bellied pistol designed by Kinomoto. When choosing a weapon, Yiwen liked this firearm very much, and she took a fancy to it at a glance.

Although the pot-bellied pistol has a huge ammunition capacity, it is useless, unless it is used against many monks, and in the face of one or two monks, a small pistol is enough, and if ten rounds of ammunition are not enough to solve the problem, even a gun with a capacity of five hundred rounds is useless.

Before the young man could react, Yiwen's eyes shot him in the thigh without blinking, and after the gunshot, the young man's thigh was blown off at once, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. It was the first time for Yiwen to kill face-to-face, although the young man was not a good person, but he was a flesh-and-blood person, and her heart was under tremendous pressure.

Yiwen immediately took a few steps back, pointed a gun at the young man, and shouted, "You give me honesty, don't move." ”

"Ahh His body tilted, he fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at Yiwen and said, "Devil, you are the devil." ”

"Phew". With her eyes closed, Yiwen fired a shot at the young man's other leg, blowing up the part below the knee.

"Ahh Even monks are strong when their bodies are intact, and there is no shortage of pain after being injured.

Then Yiwen, who was deeply scheming, methodically disarmed the young man who had fainted, and a set of high-level magic weapon coats made Yiwen very red-eyed, and she was only wearing clothes of low-level magic weapons, which belonged to the lowest clothes among the monks.

Putting away all the storage space of the young man, then stopping the bleeding and doing the simplest bandaging are all techniques learned during the training. But she did not learn the technique of stopping bleeding, but took the most cruel branding technique, that is, using a flat iron tool, burned red, directly pressed on the young man's injury, so that the high temperature connected the blood vessels and muscles and bones of the injured area, the advantage of this is that together with disinfection and sterilization, there is no need for additional treatment, the disadvantage is that the young man's legs are completely crippled, and the prosthesis can no longer be continued, unless amputation is done from the root of the thigh. In that case, the leg is shortened again.

The process of burning woke the young man from his coma, and after seeing Yiwen, he gritted his teeth and said, "You will not die well, you will definitely enter the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"People like you haven't entered the eighteenth layer of hell, how can I go to hell?" Yiwen had a smile on her face, still so innocent and cute, that the young man couldn't help but shiver.

Then Yiwen pointed a gun at the young man's head and asked, "Where is my sister who came here a few days ago?" Take me to them and use them to make an exchange for you. ”

"Don't you think about it." Young people are tough. Looking down at the weapon in Yiwen's hand, it was not even a low-level magic weapon, it was just a piece of stubborn iron, the young man was very puzzled, he didn't know how this iron piece could be so powerful, his self-defense magic weapon was all penetrated.

"So, do you want me to continue torturing you?" Yiwen stretched out her leg and kicked the young man's wound.

"Ahh ”

In this way, the young man with the spell on his body that had not diminished at all flew in mid-air, and Yiwen followed closely behind, and she could not reach the level of flying in the sky. But the young man who was warned didn't dare to fly too fast, Yiwen's muzzle was pointed at the back of his heart, and the young man who didn't even have a defensive weapon knew very well that as long as he moved a little faster, he would definitely be hit through by the weapon in Yiwen's hand.

In the middle of the night, the young man came to the side of a small river, pointed to the valley in front of him, and said, "Just under the great tree, there is a boxy stone, and under the stone is the entrance. ”

He also thought that Yiwen would really exchange him for the girl he caught a few days ago, after all, the young Yiwen looked like a human and animal were unharmed.

But he was wrong, Yiwen knew that her ability was not the opponent of those monks at all, just imagine: "There are three million monks in it, as well as long-range weapons, and spells that she can't think of at all, how can she fight with others, once she is caught, she will definitely suffer the most tragic revenge, and at that time, it was said that every day should not shout that the earth is not spiritual." ”

Looking around, finding nothing unusual, Yiwen put the young man into her own space, then remembered the surrounding environment, and quickly left this treacherous place.

Wang Laosi was also very surprised when he saw Yiwen, and he didn't expect that this beautiful girl had really found the nest of the jute pie. He carefully looked at Yiwen, who had a calm expression, and gave a thumbs up and said: "Miss Yiwen, you are really amazing, among the people I have seen, you really made me look away, I didn't expect you to be so capable, okay, let me take a look at the young man you caught." ”

After the young man was released, he already knew that he had been teased by Yiwen again, and as soon as he came out of the storage space, he scolded: "Witch, I won't spare you if I am a ghost." ”

Yiwen had no mercy, kicked his broken leg, and said, "If you fart again, I will cut you off with a knife." ”

Wang Laosi looked at them with a grin.

The young man didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, lowered his voice and said, "Don't you want to save your sister?" I can make an exchange with you, that's what you offered. ”

"Now that I've got what I need, and I don't need to exchange you for it, let me ask you, are you a jute pie?"

“…… Yes, I am a disciple of the Jute Sect. The young man hesitated, but replied truthfully.

"How many places are there in your secret lair?" Yiwen was instructed by Wang Laosi and asked closely.

"There are more than a hundred, witch, do you want to challenge the whole jute pie? You will die without a place to be buried. The young man said through gritted teeth.

"So, do you know every secret lair?" Unmoved by the young man's threat, Yiwen still asked along her own lines.

"Yes, I know, do you really want to challenge Jute Pie?" The young man was very surprised, and looked at Wang Laosi, who was silent and smiling, but he couldn't see the depth.

"Centered on the place we arrived today, you can draw the location of all the nests of the jute pie and show me, and if something goes wrong, I will eat all the flesh of your body." Yiwen's words not only frightened the young man, but even Wang Laosi, who had been born and died countless times, was surprised, and he didn't expect Yiwen to be so ruthless. Eating human flesh, Wang Laosi has seen and eaten it, and when he saw a little girl like Yiwen say such cruel words, he had an illusion in his heart, as if Yiwen was omnipotent, she must have done this kind of thing.

The young man took a pen and drew the locations of one hundred and eight nests on a white cloth. He had such a good memory that he could memorize the locations of these nests to the letter.

After a day, Yiwen still asked the young man to continue drawing the location of the nest, that is, he needed to redraw it.

After three days, it was still repainted.

Seven days later, the young man repeated the same thing, and there was a fear in his heart, as if what he had done would destroy the jute pie, but it was bound to ride a tiger, and everything was out of his control.

After repeating the painting several times in a row, I compared the positions drawn by memory, and there was no mistake. Wang Laosi said with satisfaction: "Okay, what I need is this, if he cheats, after a few days, he will definitely not remember the illusion, there will be mistakes, the three road maps are not bad, proving that his words are right, this young man is still too arrogant, thinking that no one in the world can clean up the jute pie." Hmph, three million monks are a fart, even if you have immortal weapons, it's not easy to use, Yiwen, you have made a great contribution, I will take you to see the general, if you rely on the general, you must remember in the future, it was my Wang Laosi who pushed you to the general's side, and I will rely on you to cover me. ”

"My lord, thank you for your care, if my Yiwen has the day when I soar, the kindness of the adult and the villain will be unforgettable." Yiwen didn't pretend either, and immediately agreed.

"I can pretend not to know about the loot you have captured, you can keep it, whatever it is, it's all yours." Wang Laosi patted Yiwen's head affectionately.

In the past few days, Wang Laosi has never mentioned the matter of the loot, and Yiwen also pretended to forget about it. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and said, "My lord, I'm so busy that I forgot about this important matter, so I'll leave it to you." Yiwen took off her storage space and handed it to Wang Laosi with both hands.

Waving his hand, Wang Lao Si said very generously: "I said don't want it, you keep it, I know your family conditions are not good, take it to your family, in front of the general, there are all kinds of artifacts and immortals, this thing is nothing, but don't talk to the general about this, although he is generous and kind to his subordinates, but he is the most serious in doing things, don't look down on you because of this trivial matter." ”

"I know the severity, please rest assured." In Yiwen's mind, the appearance of a gray-haired, benevolent and tolerant old man appeared, this is Yiwen's understanding of the "general", it should be a very old and very tolerant person, this image also represents the yearning and ideals in Yiwen's heart.