Chapter 45: One Thousand Tokens
The strength value of 45 makes Yang Yanfeng's physical fitness close to the peak of ordinary people; His long-term use of the sword and skillful skills have strengthened him.
He was able to contain five assassins on his own!
Zhenghui's side seemed to be a little difficult, and it was enough for him to resist the two assassins, not to mention that in this kind of team battle, in the face of sword forest and sword rain, the scars on his body were accumulating.
"Ahh
A scimitar rubbed against his calf, and Zhenghui suddenly fell to one knee and covered the wound in pain, the artery in that place was cut, and blood gushed out continuously.
At this time, three assassins armed with machetes slashed at Masaaki, who had lost the ability to resist.
Yang Yanfeng secretly screamed that it was not good, but he couldn't get out of his body and couldn't go to support.
"Samsung mirror, laser beam, lock!"
Three white rays of light suddenly shot out from behind Masa-ki, sweeping away the heads of the three assassins, whose bodies lay neatly in front of Masa-ki.
The cut of the neck is very complete, and it is estimated that the person concerned did not understand how he died.
Seeing this scene, the other assassins couldn't help but gasp, and the black gauze couldn't hide their frightened faces at this time.
Wen Xin, who was watching the play on the side, was also stunned, he originally thought that these three young people would be easy to handle, but he didn't expect that after only a while of the war, his side had already lost four assassins.
"Yuki, treatment. As a little green light sprinkled on Zhenghui's body, his wounds quickly disappeared, and he immediately returned to his perfect state, which was even more shocking to Wenwen.
"Besiege that girl doll first!" Wen Xin shouted, although Youji's treatment also made him very concerned, but in his opinion, the biggest threat at this time was Lin Ling, who was the strongest combat force.
There is no need to be reminded, the assassins are obviously aware of this, and unconsciously put most of their attention on Lin Ling.
Facing the slowly shrinking encirclement network, Lin Ling was unmoved, and the laser beam from her palms rotated in place, with her as the center of the circle, forming a white circle with a radius of about five meters, and the people in the circle were dead and wounded.
This move alone caused the assassins to lose more than half!
However, the moment Lin Ling stopped, her body stiffened for a moment, and a bold assassin grabbed this gap and went around her back, stabbing the former with a dagger.
When the dagger was only half a foot away from Lin Ling, the assassin's movements suddenly stopped, and he lowered his head sluggishly, a long sword glowing with blood had already pierced his heart.
"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows. Yang Yanfeng leaned forward slightly, leaned into the assassin's ear and said lightly, "When you sneak attack an enemy, never ignore the other enemies." ”
When many assassins shifted their attention to Lin Ling, it also meant that Yang Yanfeng and Zhenghui were given a chance, and they successively took away several remnants of blood that were half dead by Lin Ling's laser beam.
There were not many assassins left, Wen Xin saw that the form was not good, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and walked briskly towards the carriage.
"Quick, let's go!"
He shouted to the coachman who had been stunned by the battle situation in front of him, that at this moment, it was the last word to slip away first, and he would discuss everything later.
Yang Yanfeng naturally had a full view of the former's movements, and after smearing a knife on the neck of the last assassin, he glanced at Lin Ling.
"Samsung mirror, space lock, freeze frame. ”
As Lin Ling's palm was raised, Wen Xin, who had just boarded the carriage, found that he couldn't move, and the coachman in front of him was the same as him.
The space lock of the three-star mirror can be used in human units, and it can also be used in horse-drawn carriages, but it costs a little more energy, and in the battle just now, the energy of the three-star mirror is only used by twenty-five percent, which is more than enough now.
Yang Yanfeng dragged Wen Xin off the carriage, he rolled twice on the ground like a ball, lying in front of the former, his two round eyes exuded horror, but he couldn't speak.
Lin Ling lifted Wen Xin's space lock, and he immediately knelt up and kowtowed a few times, "I was confused just now, there are a lot of several young heroes, let me go this time!"
As he kowtowed, the black politeness fell to the ground, revealing his funny Mediterranean hairstyle.
Zhenghui picked up Wen Xin's black top hat from the ground, took it in his hand and turned it around, and saw that the latter's forehead was bruised, and he sighed twice
"If you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place?"
"I ...... I can give you money!" Wen Xin muttered, "Yes...... As long as you are willing to let me go, the price I give you will definitely satisfy you!"
"You still believe that money can solve everything. The indifference on Yang Yanfeng's face was even more intense, and the long sword in his hand had been raised above his head.
"Eh, Brother Feng, wait!" Zhenghui stretched out his hand to stop Yang Yanfeng, and when he saw the trace of doubt in the latter's eyes, he smiled and winked.
Yang Yanfeng suddenly understood something, put away his long sword, and Zhenghui stepped forward and squatted down, "Boss Wen, how much are you willing to give?"
"You say, I'll try my best to satisfy you!" Zhenghui's actions made Wen Xin see a glimmer of hope for survival again, and his tone suddenly became excited.
"This number. Wen Xin stretched out an index finger.
"Ten gold coins?"
Zhenghui shook his head.
"A hundred gold coins?"
Zhenghui shook his head again.
"That'...... How much is that?" Wen Xin couldn't help but ask.
"A thousand gold coins. ”
"A thousand gold coins!?" Wen Xin exclaimed in surprise, but immediately realized his position, and his tone instantly returned to calm, "Yes...... Isn't that too much?"
"You said you tried to satisfy us. Zhenghui joked, "Could it be that Boss Wen is willing to use three hundred gold coins to buy the source of the ice crystal leaf, but he is not willing to use one thousand gold coins to buy his own life?"
Wen Xin paused, and finally gritted his teeth, "I...... I'll give! A thousand is a thousand!"
He took out a token coupon in front of the three of them and signed his name, Yang Yanfeng could use this token coupon to exchange the corresponding currency at the bank in the other world, similar in nature to a check.
Getting the token coupon with a face value of 1,000 gold coins, Zhenghui nodded with satisfaction.
"That...... Can you let me go now?" Wen Xin asked tentatively.
"Of course, I've always kept my word!" Zhenghui replied decisively, and when Wen Xin thought he had escaped, the former walked away, revealing Yang Yanfeng who was holding a long sword behind his back.
Seeing the fierce young man in front of him, Wen Xin was stunned.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?"
"That's right. Zhenghui's expression actually looked a little innocent, "I did promise not to kill you, but I can't control my Brother Feng's hand!"
"You!" Wen Xin realized that he had been tricked, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Huaqing, "Village Chief, save me!"