"It's been sent, it's more than 8,000 magic stones, the compensation given by this female ghost Xiaoqian is amazing, where did she get so many magic stones?"

After Wang Ziming saw that the virtual currency column in his personal panel was fixed at 21,666 gold and 66 silver, the whole person became excited.

This wave is a lot of money!

The little bit of people who killed the iron-boned zombies was not worth more than 8,000 magic stones at all!

It is not easy to convert between the harvest of soul power and the soldiers hired by the magic stone, but this kind of battle that directly obtains the magic stone can directly compare the gain and the loss.

It is clear that the losses of more than 20 Swedish pistols and more than 1,000 Swedish veteran town militiamen are only a fraction of this harvest!

Wang Ziming knew that the reason why the female ghost Xiaoqian gave so many magic stones this time was because the soul fire of the fourth-order iron-bone zombie was of high quality, and she ate it well.

The second is that she promised to come down with the soul essence she proposed, but she didn't get it, so she felt guilty and collected a batch of magic stones and handed them to Wang Ziming.

However, what Wang Ziming cares about the most is the ability of the female ghost Xiaoqian to collect magic stones!

If you can control the female ghost Xiaoqian in your hands, wouldn't it be equivalent to owning a magic stone ATM?

The magic stone is of little use for the spirit body, but it is indeed a war resource for Wang Ziming!

If there are infinite magic stone resources, even if it is an army composed of mercenaries from the French Empire in the current all-out war game scenario, Wang Ziming will dare to challenge the Purple Dragon Federation!

The premise is that you can ensure the safety of your own life......

Now Wang Ziming has arranged the only fifth-order junior brother Xue Rengui as his personal bodyguard, except for going to the toilet and sleeping, he will not leave his body more than 5 meters around!

Of course, for controlling the fifth-order powerful ghost Xiaoqian Wang Ziming, he only dared to think in his heart, if he really wanted to do it, whether it was strength or personal emotion, Wang Ziming couldn't do it.

At noon on January 26th, Wang Le was having lunch with 18 senior Swedish swordsmen in the shade of a shady tree, ordinary people in this world generally only eat two meals, but Wang Le was born in a small aristocratic family, and he was born a slave from a noble family, so he could naturally enjoy the same three meals a day as the nobles.

From this point of view, the living treatment of slaves to the federal nobles is much better than that of ordinary people, at least there is no need to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

As for those professionals, they eat more than ordinary people, and naturally they eat three meals a day.

"It's finally done, the young master and I have finally regained our free bodies, and I don't know how the young master has been living in the Devil's Mountain Range these days."

Wang Le said to himself with a worried face.

During this period of time, Wang Le's understanding of the Devil's Mountains has taken a step further, and he also understands why when he applied for a loan in the first place, the bank staff still conducted strict scrutiny when the amount was not large.

The Devil's Mountains are really not a place for people to stay!

"Hey, brother, where are you from?"

"I'm sorry, it's my privacy, no comment."

The Swedish senior swordsman who was asked by Wang Le replied expressionlessly.

Wang Le didn't feel discouraged, in fact, this was the nth time he had asked where the mercenaries around him were from, and of course, none of them answered him.

Wang Ziming is not here, and these mercenaries from another space don't even bother to say perfunctory......

Wang Le is also thick-skinned enough, only when he is interested or idle and bored, he will inquire, because Wang Le found that these cold and angry strong men would not be impatient because of their inquiry.

"Brother, I'm not trying to inquire about your privacy, tell me what you can say."

The bored Wang Le sat next to him and said with a smile.

However, as soon as Wang Le sat down, he felt a hot viscous liquid splash on his face, Wang Le looked at the senior Swedish swordsman next to him with a blank face, still holding dry food in his hand, but there was already an extra bullet hole on his head and he fell to the ground!

It was only then that Wang Le heard the gunshots!

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen Swedish senior swordsmen around were knocked to the ground one after another before they could draw their swords, even if the armor on the Swedish senior swordsman did not leave his body at all!

Wang Le looked around, and only he was still sitting, so Wang Le simply closed his eyes and lay on his back on the ground......

"Huh? Who went out of their way to kill the target?! ”

On the other side, a strong man with a telescope in his hand roared angrily when he saw Wang Le fall.

The gunners in ambush around looked up at each other blankly, they are all professional gunners in the federal army, they are serious third-order professional gunners, it can be said that who kills whom within the effective range of fire, it is impossible to be injured by mistake, who dares to kill the target if he doesn't want to die?

"Captain, we ......"

"Damn, it's called the big boss, we're not soldiers now, we're bandits!

Bandits, how many times do you have to repeat it before you can remember it! ”

"Yes, team...... Big boss! ”

The strong man nodded fiercely, but he acted in his true colors, full of gangsterism......

"What were you going to say?"

"Big boss, we can't hit the wrong person, and I just saw that the fallen target didn't shoot blood, he should be playing dead......"

The strong man who was called the big boss was slightly stunned, then spat on the ground, stood up and gestured to the back, and walked forward without saying a word.

Behind this 'big boss' suddenly stood hundreds of 'bandits' dressed in messy civilian costumes.

It's just that these bandits are so disciplined that they can walk out of a long row unconsciously!

The dozen or so Tier 3 gunners from before were still lying on the ground and not moving, continuing to aim around their target like snipers.

The big boss walked over with hundreds of men, and at the same time pulled out the federal officer on his waist with a revolver and pressed the safe.

The Confederate Officers' Revolver has a six-shot chamber at a time, which is a melee artifact and has always been loved by Confederate soldiers.

It's a pity that the power and range of the revolver are not satisfactory, and it can only be used as a self-defense weapon, and it is far less useful than the Longzheng rifle on the battlefield.

Even when encountering mid-to-high-level demonic creatures, the revolver can't even break the defense, let alone kill it!

The revolver is designed in pursuit of the rate of fire, which reduces the penetration of the bullet, which is nothing for humans and even heavily armored humans, it is a shot with two holes, but it is very embarrassing to use it to deal with demonized creatures with thick skin and flesh that can heal themselves......

This is also the reason why the revolver was used only as a weapon of self-defense for officers in the federal army.

Although the hundreds of people behind the big boss were dressed very messily, like a real gang of bandits, their weapons and equipment were enough to envy all the outlaws in the entire Reece City area!

Not to mention the standard musket of the regular army of the Federation, don't even hang a grenade on your waist!

This is a single weapon that is even stricter than the control of the Long Zheng rifle!

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