The sunlight pierced Zhang Bo's eyes, and he woke up in a semi-comatose state.

He first stuck out his tongue to moisten his chapped lips, but the tongue coating, which also had no trace of moisture, was like sandpaper, scraping his lips painfully.

Then, he noticed the large crowd of warriors scattered around him.

"It's ......"

The previous memories surfaced little by little, and Zhang Bo knew that this should be the scene of the public beheading.

He slowly straightened up, at this time he was on his knees, his hands were locked behind him by electronic shackles, Zhang Bo turned his head to look at the side, and saw his good brother who had been fighting with him for more than ten years.

"Kuizi, Kuizi!"

Wang Kui lay on the ground, not moving, his strength was even inferior to Zhang Bo, and the previous torture had almost killed this bold man.

Syllable!

Zhang Bo felt pain in the back of his head, and suddenly fell back to the ground.

"Are you quiet, moving, moving, and I'll cut it again in a while." Behind Zhang Bo was standing a big man with a tattoo on his neck, and the big man was carrying a machete on his shoulder, and said impatiently.

There was also a person standing behind Wang Kui.

These two are the ones in charge of execution, and they are also members of the Berserker Mercenary Regiment.

There are a total of eight members of the Berserk Mercenary Group, in addition to the two people who are responsible for the execution, there are four people standing behind them, and then Zhu Zhenglie and the deputy head of the Berserk Mercenary Group who is standing side by side with him.

"Truck" Fan An, the deputy head of the Berserk Mercenary Group, a martial artist who is not inferior to Zhu Zhenglie in terms of burly stature, is also the second strongest person in the Berserk Mercenary Group, the middle of the Seven Stars.

An eight-star beginner, a seven-star middle, and six six-star martial artists, this is the Berserk Mercenary Group, a group that is quite famous in the martial arts circle of Nanjing Security City.

Zhu Zhenglie looked at his watch, and at this time, five minutes had passed since twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

"What an ungrateful little brute, haha, forget it, don't wait." Zhu Zhenglie turned to face everyone and said loudly: "Everyone, my fierce mercenary group has always adhered to the purpose of not offending me and not offending others, but for some reason, this iron-boned mercenary group has committed it to us, and today, don't blame me for not being ruthless!" ”

These words made many people present pout, what kind of food do you Zhu Zhenglie look like on weekdays, don't you know? I want to do the thing of setting up the archway.

I don't know if it's really out of curiosity, or if it's Zhu Zhenglie's procrastination in advance, I saw someone ask loudly at this time: "I heard that it was because of that freshman Xiang Chen of Nanjing University who didn't know the height of the sky, and this iron-boned mercenary group provoked Brother Zhu to be so angry, I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

"Hahaha, it's good for everyone to know about this kind of thing, don't offend Nanjing University." Zhu Zhenglie hugged his fist at this person.

Although there was no direct response, the meaning was self-evident.

Hearing him say this, Sun Tiance, the "green pupil" who had been standing in the corner with his eyes closed and his chest hugged, frowned slightly.

"Then this dust is really not a thing! Drag others to death, and don't show your face! Also, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, but in the end, they are afraid! The man from earlier continued to speak loudly.

The voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it, and the two sang and harmonized, directly covering Xiang Chen with the name of inhumanity and injustice.

Xiang Chen's name is not well-known in non-university circles, but after all, he is a young talent with a lot of topics in Nanjing Safety City recently, so when he heard this, many martial artists discussed it with their companions.

Many people sneered at this new genius martial artist, secretly scolding him for shrinking his head and turtle, his bad temperament, and his difficulty in achieving great things.

Some people say that this is the practice of smart people, but it is a little too impersonal.

But no matter what, I don't dare to agree with Xiang Chen's character.

Zhu Zhenglie listened to the noisy discussions, his face was proud, what he wanted was such an effect, after a while, even if Xiang Chen's reputation in Nanjing Safety City was completely stinky, and those who lost their ways were helpless, it would be much easier for them to find an opportunity to start.

Zhu Zhenglie secretly sighed that his third brother was vicious enough, a little trick, simple and effective.

"The hour has come! Beheaded, brothers, thank God! ”

Zhu Zhenglie waved his hand, handed the stage to the two executioners, and retreated behind them.

Boom!

The two members of the Berserk Mercenary Regiment drew their machetes and raised them above their heads, their eyes invariably excited with excitement. The people who can be with Zhu Zhenglie are all proficient in burning, killing, lewdness and plunder, and they enjoy the admiration of a large group of warriors, at this moment, they are the protagonists of the world.

Zhang Bo knelt on the ground, feeling the cold light behind his neck, and when he was dying, he didn't have time to pay attention to those eyes that were either sympathetic or gloating, but he just tilted his head sideways and looked at his good brother.

Zhang Bo's parents died early, and he regarded Wang Kui as his own brother.

"Kuizi, the ...... of the elder brother I'm sorry for you. ”

This Zheng Zheng man left tears at this moment, not afraid of death, but just regretted, but even at this moment, he did not blame Xiang Chen at all, and even secretly glad that Xiang Chen did not come to die.

Because he regards Xiang Chen as a very important little brother.

Zhang Bo is a very affectionate person.

", do it!" In that hidden corner, Li Lin saw that the execution was about to begin, and finally couldn't wait, he finally glanced back at the brothers of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group, "Brothers, you are not alone on the Huangquan Road!" ”

Everyone behind him nodded in unison.

What kind of regiment commander brings out what kind of regiment, Zhang Bo, who values love and righteousness, also won the friendship of his brothers.

Li Lin glanced at the yellow-faced man Liu Song again, and there was a hint of begging in his eyes.

Liu Song sighed lightly and did not respond to Li Lin, but he looked straight ahead, and his hand slowly rested on the handle of the knife on his waist.

Li Lin smiled, he understood.

When you're ready, let's go!

The group, led by Li Lin, suddenly rushed out from behind the boulder, lowered their bodies, and concealed their bodies with the help of the complex terrain of the chaotic stone forest, and quietly swept towards the execution table.

The first person to notice them was none other than Zhang Bo, whose eyes were dark, and when Li Lin and the others swept out, Zhang Bo, who had been looking down at the boulder, noticed them.

Because the position of the execution table is much higher than in other places.

Zhang Bo, who had already accepted all this, immediately became anxious, his heart was in turmoil, his mouth kept opening and closing, he wanted to do something to save the gathering momentum, but he was helpless, and finally could only close his eyes unwillingly and desperately.

He hated, hated the furious mercenary group, hated Zhu Zhenglie, and couldn't wait to eat his flesh and blood raw.

When several members of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group came closer, Zhu Zhenglie also saw them, but he didn't care, just signaled for the execution to continue.

The pronunciation of the first half of the word "kill" has been squeezed out of Li Lin's throat half, he pulled out his double knives, and his eyes were far away, more than ten meters away, it was the battlefield where his life ended!

Rumble!!!

The loud sound of the motor sounded violently, which was the surging sound of the cylinder and turbine running to the extreme after the throttle was pressed.

A large number of eyes focused on the sound, and they wondered who was in such a hurry at this time.

"Stop first!"

It was Zhu Zhenglie himself who stopped the two executioners, and he stopped the two and stared intently at the rapidly billowing dust and smoke in the distance, where a modified sand jeep was speeding and leaving the dust behind.

On the front and co-pilot, a young man was faintly visible.

When Zhu Zhenglie saw the appearance of the person in the co-pilot, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Little brute, what a fool you are, what a simple fool."

He is not in a hurry to kill Zhang Bo and Wang Kui, killing these two people is not his purpose, everything is just to lure the snake out of the hole, leaving the two of them alive, but it will restrain Xiang Chen and make him unable to withdraw.

As Zhu Zhenglie stopped, more and more people followed his gaze to look at the rapidly approaching vehicle, so Li Lin also hurriedly waved his hand to stop the people behind him, and the group looked for cover again, and also looked over.

He wondered who it was, friend or foe, or simply a bystander.

At this time, any factor that may change the outcome is like a lifesaver for Li Lin, and he is unwilling to let go if he grasps it.

The vehicle flicked its tail and stopped at the edge of the Stone Forest, which was not too big, about the size of two football fields, so it could still be seen clearly for the martial artists with outstanding eyesight.

As soon as the vehicle came to a stop, the passenger driver's door was kicked out with a loud bang.

The violently deformed metal door smashed out more than 20 meters away, and everyone could see that the person sitting in the co-pilot at this time should be in a very bad mood.

A pair of black military boots appeared first, followed by a pair of combat pants, a black shirt, a large sword on the back, and a broken knife at the waist.

A young man with broken hair with a black face stepped out of it.

The door in the driver's seat was also opened, but not with your feet this time.

This time it was a thinner young man with a trademark exaggerated mouth on his face, the corners of which were almost open to the base of his ears.

The big-mouthed young man had a little thin shoulders on his shoulders, but he was carrying a tungsten steel stick with a thick buckle for an adult bowl that did not match his figure at all, and he was full of fierceness.

"Lao Xiang, I know you're angry, but do you need to kick my door, then it's a newly bought car." Yang Bu Death carried a tungsten steel stick and said angrily.

Xiang Chen didn't pay attention to Yang Buying, the first thing he saw was the two people dripping with blood on the extremely high boulder in the distance.

The green tendons on his forehead were throbbing, and his knuckles were creaking.

Yang Buying saw Xiang Chen's appearance like this, and closed his mouth with interest.

The two entered the Stone Forest, met many curious eyes, and walked towards the center step by step.

Xiang Chen and the others walked to the execution table and faced the fierce mercenary group twenty meters away.

Zhang Bo grew his mouth and looked at the familiar face that he hadn't seen for a few months, but was a little unfamiliar: "Xiang Chen, you, why are you ...... doing this?"

"Brother Bo, I'm sorry, I'm late." Xiang Chen looked at Zhang Bo, who was a little unhuman, and Wang Kui, who was still unconscious beside him, and said apologetically.

Outside the crowd, four young men and women gathered.

"He's really here." Chu Changle's face was complicated, and he had a little admiration.

These four people are the foursome of the third year of Nanda.

"Hahahaha, Xiang Chen, do you really dare to come?! I thought you'd learn to be smarter, but I didn't expect you to be an idiot who doesn't know the height of the sky! Zhu Zhenglie crossed Zhang Bo and looked at Xiang Chen and the others condescendingly.

His words made Xiang Chen's identity clear at once.

The crowd exploded again, but most of them shook their heads and chuckled, and the young people now are really naïve......

Boom!!!

A muffled sound interrupted the noisy discussion, and Yang Buying slammed the tungsten steel stick doped with the new alloy, and dug out the ear hole with his other hand: "Twitter, what is the noise?" ”

Xiang Chen didn't pay attention to anyone from the outside world, he took his eyes off Zhang Bo's body, and just stared at Zhu Zhenglie: "Zhu Zhenglie? ”

"It's your grandfather and me!"

Xiang Chen took a step forward, and with his left hand, he held the demon knife on his waist, and a monstrous killing intent full of cold and tyrannical violence rose up, making everyone who was still laughing shut their mouths.

"Then you don't want to, hurry up and roll down for me to die?!!"