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After assassinating the two salt lords, Zhang Zhun turned around and came to find Lei Laosan.

Lei Laosan raised the steel knife and pounced viciously at Zhang Zhun.

Zhang Zhun also didn't say a word, holding the three-edged thorn and rushing over.

"Whew!"

Lei Laosan's steel knife swept over Zhang Zhun's head and cut off a few hairs.

Yang Yinghan happened to see this scene, and was so shocked that he almost screamed.

"Whew!"

The three-edged thorn in Zhang Zhun's left hand stabbed Lei Laosan's lower abdomen.

"Whew!"

Lei Laosan hurriedly put away his knife and knocked the three-edged stab away.

At this time, he had already seen Zhang Zhun's appearance clearly, and at the same time saw clearly the strange weapon Zhang Zhun used. He really hadn't seen such a strange weapon, but the murderous aura on it was so strong.

Zhang Zhun continued to pounce.

Lei Laosan once again crashed into the incoming triangular thorn.

Brigadier Zhang forced him in front of Tukan, and there was no way back.

Lei Laosan was anxious and angry, so he had to raise the steel knife and slash continuously, trying to force Zhang Zhun back.

However, the three-edged thorn still kept coming, and he didn't have time to change his moves, and suddenly, he felt a tingling pain in his right calf, and he didn't need to look down to know that he had been hit.

"Whew!"

The three-edged thorn in Zhang Zhun's right hand stabbed Lei Laosan's right calf.

Blood immediately gushed out, staining the entire sole of Lei Laosan's right foot.

Lei Laosan's right calf was in severe pain, his body lost balance, and the steel knife inevitably showed flaws.

"Whew!"

Zhang Zhun was unforgiving, and the three-edged thorn stabbed out again.

This time, the three-edged thorn stabbed Lei Laosan's left inner thigh, just piercing the artery.

"Hmm......"

Lei Laosan snorted, his body couldn't grasp it, and he hurriedly staggered back, leaning on the ridge.

He was stabbed in the thigh, and he didn't care about counterattacking Zhang Zhun, so he hurriedly held the knife with one hand, and pressed the top of the thigh wound with the other hand. It seems that he understands a little bit of the principle of hemostasis. It's a pity that the wound that was stabbed by a three-edged thorn could easily stop the bleeding?

The two salt lords near him realized that something was wrong and hurriedly rushed up, trying to intercept Zhang Zhun and buy time for the boss to bandage his wounds. These two salt lords are Lei Laosan's henchmen, and their kung fu is also not weak, and the two steel knives wave a piece of white light, blocking themselves and Lei Laosan behind the white light.

Zhang Zhun sneered, raised the three-edged thorn, and swirled around with the two salt owls.

Lei Laosan, who fell to the ground, threw away the steel knife and pressed his thigh hard, trying to stop the bleeding. He tore off the strip of cloth and tied it up with all his might.

However, being stabbed in the thigh artery by a triangular thorn, where can he hold it down? Any weapon that stabs the major artery of the leg is fatal, let alone a vicious weapon like the Triangular Thorn? The blood gushing out was getting worse and stronger.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a salt owl was stabbed in the chest by a three-edged thorn and fell down with a thud.

"Whew!"

The other salt lord was stabbed in the abdomen and fell down with the same scream.

Zhang Zhun had no other salt lords around him, and they were all surrounded by the fishing team.

"Who are you?" Lei Laosan realized that his surname was fate, and he must be here today. However, he was not reconciled. He was unwilling to die like this, so he struggled and asked.

"Yangjiatun Zhang Zhun." Zhang Zhun replied coldly.

Lei Laosan looked weird, as if he had never heard the name Zhang Zhun. After a moment of silence, he suddenly roared very angrily: "Wang Shixin, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" Zhang Zhun, don't be complacent, if you kill me, there will be people looking for trouble for you! ”

Zhang Zhun's pupils slowly contracted.

Lei Laosan was indeed lured by Wang Shixin.

However, listening to Lei Laosan's tone, Wang Shixin didn't seem to tell him about Zhang Zhun, so Lei Laosan would be so indignant. If he had known about Zhang Zhun's existence, he would not have been so careless. It's a pity that he has no chance to redeem his fate.

Soon, Lei Laosan, who had lost too much blood, quietly swallowed his last breath.

Zhang Zhun looked around and found that most of the salt lords had been wiped out, only the last three salt lords, who were leaning back to back, resisted stubbornly. Li Jiaxi, Zhang Yatie, Wu Xinshui, and other three members of the team who are the most bitter and hateful, are taking the other six team members to launch a fierce attack on them.

The salt lords live a life of licking blood with knives, and they have to deal with battles that may occur every day, and those who can survive must be good in their own reactions and kung fu. Finding that something was wrong, they immediately drew their knives and prepared, and the Piercing Fish team did not have much chance of sneak attack.

However, this group of people who suddenly appeared really caught them off guard. They didn't expect that they would encounter such a fierce enemy here, and they would definitely fall behind psychologically. What made them feel even more scrambling was that the kung fu and weapons used by this group of ambushers were also very strange.

Stab!

No matter what action they make, the other person has only one action.

That is:

Stab!

Up, down, front, back, left, right, forehand, backhand......

The salt lords have seen a lot of enemies, and they have really never seen such an enemy, let alone such a fierce assassination, and they seem to be in a hurry for a while.

Stab!

Fast and ruthless!

Floaty and accurate!

Faced with such a sudden assassination, the salt lords had no chance to adapt.

The result of not adapting is death!

Zhang Zhun stabbed four salt lords to death in a row, and also killed Lei Laosan, and the other fourteen salt lords were besieged by the team members, and soon stabbed eleven of them to death. Most of them died under the triangular thorns. The remaining three, who resisted stubbornly for a long time, were also killed by Li Jiaxi and others.

At the scene, a piece of blood was dripping. The triangular thorn is not good at this, the effect of bloodletting is too good, and all the blood of the human body must be drained every time. Underneath each corpse, a pool of blood can almost be formed. The terrain of the willow ditch seemed to be a curved bow, and the blood was all converging in the middle, forming a huge puddle of blood.

"None of them ran away!"

"Kill them all!"

Yang Zhiyuan excitedly came up to report.

"Well done!"

Zhang Zhun praised it.

In this battle, Zhang Zhun was basically satisfied.

The ferocious assassination is indeed unstoppable.

"What about our casualties?"

"Three boys were stabbed, but not fatal!"

Jang Joon came to the three injured team members and carefully examined their injuries.

All three were slashed by the salt owl's steel knife, but fortunately, the injuries were not fatal. Don't look at the blood flowing all over your body, it's all the blood splashed on the salt owl's body. The usual combat training has had a good effect, and in the face of the attack of the steel knife, they no longer need to go through the brain, and they can reflexively dodge.

"It's okay, don't be afraid!"

"I'm very satisfied with your performance!"

Zhang Zhun calmly comforted these injured players.

He was still very satisfied with this battle, after all, it was the first real battle of the Zayu team.

The previous fight with Yang Kun doesn't count.

The triangular thorn shows extremely strong lethality, and the combat effect is really quite satisfying. Those salt lords were basically killed by a single stab. Even if they don't die with a single stab, a lot of blood will make them lose their combat effectiveness quickly. It's like Lei Laosan, Zhang Zhun doesn't care about his life or death at all, because he knows that Lei Laosan will definitely not survive after being stabbed twice.

"Gather all the weapons."

"Collect all your money."

Zhang Zhun looked around and said in a deep voice.

Yang Zhiyuan and others have already started to clean up the battlefield.

Zhang Zhun came to Yang Yinghan's side.

When the battle broke out, Yang Yinghan was so frightened that he squatted at the bottom of the ridge, with his back to the battlefield, and he didn't dare to watch with his eyes closed. It wasn't until the end of the battle that she slowly turned around. Realizing that the salt owls had all been wiped out, she stood up and carefully wiped the ashes off her face. Even so, her lips still looked very pale, obviously palpitating, but when she saw Zhang Zhun, she was overjoyed. Frightened and joyful, intertwined with each other, their faces slowly turning from white to red, becoming more and more delicate.

Zhang Zhun comforted and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid." ”

Yang Yinghan choked up and said, "I know that you will definitely come to save us, I'm not afraid." ”

Zhang Zhun nodded, and came to Yang Ruifeng's side again.

Yang Ruifeng didn't have any big problems, but when he was carrying salt, in order to delay time, he was beaten by two sticks from the salt owl, and there were two bruises. When the battle was over, he immediately gathered all the people who had been taken, twenty-three, not a few, unwound.

Yang Ruifeng couldn't have imagined such a result. He was convinced that Zhang Zhun would come to rescue them, but in the process of rescue, if there was any accident, or even a large number of casualties, it was also predictable, after all, the other party was a salt lord! They are all people who are not afraid of death.

However, it was these salt lords, in the blink of an eye, they were all killed by Zhang Zhun and them. Only three of the members of the Fishing Team were wounded. It's hard to imagine if you don't see it with your own eyes. Looking at the corpses of salt owls on the ground, and the blood gurgling out, Yang Ruifeng felt a little unbelievable.

"Captain, all the weapons have been collected."

Yang Zhiyuan came up to report.

A total of twenty-five steel knives were seized, and some of the salt lords carried two knives alone. The quality of these steel knives is not bad, a little better than the waist knives used by Yang Kun's four entourage. It seems that the salt lord is rich!

"Take them all!"

Zhang Zhun said in a deep voice.

Although the common weapons used by the members of the escort were bamboo spears and triangular stabs, these steel knives were not very useful, but they were always useful as the team expanded later. Not to mention anything else, it is still quite sharp to kill fish, much sharper than ordinary kitchen knives.

"Captain, all the money on the salt owl has been collected. According to statistics, there are about 54 taels of broken silver, and about 13 copper coins. ”

Yang Zhiyuan reported again.

Nineteen salt lords, with only more than sixty taels of silver on their bodies, are really a little too poor.

Aren't salt barons very rich?

Of course, it's better than nothing.

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