The base camp of the Off-Fire Mercenary Regiment.

In front of the roaring bonfire, Liu Zhong and Yang Li sat face to face, drinking and chatting.

The game was roasted on the fire rack and gave off a golden brown, and the grease fell on the firewood dripping and ticking......

This beautiful sound seems to remind you that time is precious and you must know how to cherish it.

However, Liu Zhong and Yang Li did nothing but chat.

Because of drinking a little wine, Yang Li at this time was like a fire, emitting light and heat, but also exuding charm.

This kind of charm is a manifestation of charm condensed to the extreme, and it is not the same concept as enchanting and charming.

Yang Li took a sip of wine and asked, "Liu Zhong, what are your plans in the future?"

For this question, Liu Zhong has also thought about it many times. He is a Mixed Yuan Realm Sword Soul Master, and his development potential is very unlimited, so he doesn't have to fight in the dark forest every day.

However, his Vientiane Sword Soul cannot be exposed, once outsiders know about the rebellion of this Sword Soul, hum, there will be many people who kill him!

He also took a sip of wine and replied in an indifferent tone, "I don't have any plans." One day is one day!"

This kind of answer happened to hit Yang Li's pain point.

The two smiled bitterly at each other and did not speak again.

In another place, Wu Ming followed Qiang to drink vigorously. Lao Wei and the others came over to toast, but before they could sit down, they were bombarded away by Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was overwhelmed by the strength of the wine, and drank down.

Several members of the black and white mercenary group carefully carried him inside to sleep.

Qi Ang's alcohol addiction has just risen, and he feels bored, and he looks left and right and drinks alcoholically. This scene happened to be seen by Lao Wei and others.

Lao Wei pulled a few people, sat down cheekily, and greeted: "Brother, what do you call it?"

Qi Ang smiled faintly and said, "Qi Ang!"

"It turned out to be the Qiang brothers. Let me introduce myself, my name is Wei Qianxun, and my brothers like to call me Old Wei. Lao Wei handed over his wine jar.

Qi Ang pushed it and politely refused: "No! I have my own wine!"

Lao Wei intended to befriend Qi Ang, and said with a smile: "Brother Qi Ang, my wine is different from your wine. This wine of mine is the beast wine that I have worked so hard to brew, it is very rare, and even your deputy head Wu Ming has never drunk it!"

Qi Ang took it and took a sip, although the wine was not so strong, but it was particularly mellow.

chatting and chatting, he slowly got acquainted with Lao Wei and others.

Lao Wei and their purpose in currying favor with Qiang is actually to inquire about how Liu Zhong became stronger, and they also want to win over Liu Zhong through the latter, lest his head be hot that day and come to avenge his past revenge!

Lao Wei's worries are normal. Today, because of Liu Zhong's words, the mercenary group of such a big iron killer has become fragmented, and the head of the regiment, Mo Tie, was stabbed by his brother sword after sword, until the blood ran dry!

What's even more exaggerated is that Liu Zhong extinguished the iron killing, without spending a single soldier!

Under Lao Wei's hospitality, Qi Ang confided in something, maybe he drank too much and said something that shouldn't be said.

The speaker had no intention, the listener had a heart, and Lao Wei secretly told Yang Li the information he heard.

Yang Li thought that it was too abnormal for a person in the black and white mercenary group who was not good-looking to be the hall master in the fourth-ranked Sansha mercenary group.

Just as he was about to tell Liu Zhong, he found that he had fallen asleep.

Let's talk about it tomorrow, she arranged for a few people to keep an eye on Qiang, and then went back to the camp to rest.

At night, there was silence.

A figure got up from the tent, put down the patrol with a few swords, and sneaked out.

This man is none other than Qi Ang.

This guy is no ordinary thief, he sneaks out and runs to a high ground, quietly looking down at the base camp below.

After waiting for an hour, I didn't see any changes below.

After a snort, he shot in one direction.

When he was completely away, a figure fell from the place where he was, and this person folded his wings on his back and sneered.

This person is none other than Liu Zhong.

A moment later, another figure came here and said in a low voice: "Commander, there is really something wrong with that kid at Qiang!"

Liu Zhong looked at Wu Ming and said, "This person is very deep in the city, and he has been hiding in our black and white mercenary group for several months, and he has not shown any of his feet. ”

Wu Ming said with interest: "How can the head of the regiment see that he has a problem?"

Liu Zhongdao: "A lustful person is really not interested in the good performance of a beautiful head like Yang Li, do you think it's normal?"

Wu Ming nodded and said, "What the head of the regiment said makes sense. This kid was extremely lustful in front of us, but after seeing Captain Yang, he didn't look at it again. This alone proves that this person's lust is faked!"

Liu Zhong hummed and said, "I suspect that he hasn't been around for a day or two, but there is no definite evidence." Now that I know that he is a member of the Sansha Mercenary Group, everything is easy!"

Wu Ming said with a smile: "Regiment Leader, I'm going to prepare, as long as the scattered people dare to come, I have to kill them!"

Liu Zhong shook his head slightly, and muttered a few words in Wu Ming's ear, the first sentence was: "Create a situation where the sandpiper and the clam compete and both lose and lose, and wait for the fisherman to take the bait!"

After Wu Ming listened, he went to prepare.

The title of the head of the black and white mercenary group is very valuable, and tonight, Liu Zhong will use this identity to catch a big fish.

Qi Ang is an undercover agent of the Sansha mercenary group, and once the news of Liu Zhong's place is released, the Sansha people must come to sneak attack.

Among the top ten mercenary groups, the organization of scattered sand is very interesting, it usually looks like a plate of loose sand, a group battle, and its combat effectiveness is surprisingly high.

Also, their members are very mysterious, like scattered sand, and they can't be found.

There is only one person who can contact them and bring them together, and that is the leader of the Sansha Mercenary Regiment!

Therefore, if you want to annihilate the scattered sand mercenary group, you can only lure them all out!

According to Liu Zhong's calculations, the Sansha mercenary group will send a vanguard to take the lead, and only after making sure that everything is in order, will it move in earnest.

As for who this pioneer will be, we will know in a moment.

Time passed slowly, and there was no movement from the base camp of the fire mercenary group.

Yoo Zhong lay on the bed, pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

There are still more than two hours before dawn, and if there is no sneak attack by the mercenary group, all previous plans will be frustrated.

I hope that Qi Ang, an undercover agent, can smoothly report the information to the head of the Sansha mercenary group.

After more than half an hour, the sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded outside, and at the same time, one after another low running sounds rang out.

In the quiet of the night, this abnormal restless sound was like a thunderclap exploding.

Roar......!

The strange whistling sound completely broke the silence of the night!

This whistling?

Liu Zhong bounced up from the bed, the treacherous mercenary group?

Stepping out, I saw one figure after another, holding a long sword, slashing fiercely!

it!

The people who attacked at night were really not a group of mercenaries in the sand.

It's the sixth-ranked Howling Mercenary Group!