Chapter 52: No Talent, Don't Pretend to Be Forced

The off-road vehicle drove into the factory, Luo Bai jumped out of the car, with the knife in his hand, without fear, if the other party wanted to play the set that made him tie his hands and feet, he would let the other party know what kind of ability the sixth-level archer had.

Yes, in the past two months, Luo Bai is not the only one who has made progress, he was in the car before, he already knew that Annabelle had also been promoted to the sixth level of the sergeant rank ten days ago.

As soon as his mind moved, Luo Bai activated the energy level search module, and the next moment, the results were fed back.

"Sergeant rank five? Two? ”

Glancing at the results given by the energy level search module, the corners of Luo Bai's mouth lifted a sneer, if it was two months ago, let alone two fifth-level, it was one, he might not have done it, but now, hehe~

"It seems to be more broken here than before......"

The combat boots stepped on the barren grass, and Luo Bai looked around by the moonlight, thinking in his heart. Unbeknownst to him, this place had been completely abandoned by Scar a year earlier.

"Is it still the same place?" After looking around, Luo Bai walked towards the only lighted place in the factory, where the scar layer had given him a multiple-choice question, leaving his finger or offering the old man of the four gentlemen.

"Pap~Pap~Papa~Pa~"

When Luo Bai approached the lighted factory, a slow applause rang out, followed by a familiar voice: "Little bastard, you are still so bold!" ”

Scar still had the antique revolver in his hand, and there were two other people beside him, both of whom were also familiar faces, Wang Lei and Long Casso.

Hawkes was hung next to the three of them, his head drooping, but he was still breathing, he should only be unconscious, confirming this, with Luo Bai's current eyesight, it is not difficult.

Luo Bai glanced at the three of them, ignored them at all, turned to look at the sides of the factory, and mocked: "Two, come out, you are ambushing others, don't you bring shielding equipment?" It's so unprofessional! ”

"Oh? Unprofessional? And now? ”

This time, the voice came from inside the factory, and with it, there was also a warrior who was tightly packed, and only his eyes leaked out, holding a spear in his hand.

This person blocked the energy level search, and the level was unknown, but Luo Bai knew that the other party's level was definitely not lower than him, otherwise he would not have any sense himself.

At this time, the other two fifth-level martial artists also appeared in the direction of Luo Bai at four o'clock and eight o'clock respectively, and the three of them surrounded Luo Bai, and the center was Luo Bai.

The corners of Luo Bai's mouth twitched slightly, damn, he really didn't have the talent to pretend/force, he just started, and before he could spread out, he was slapped in the face, smack, smack, smack......

Since there is no pretending/forcing talent, then let's start it directly, Luo Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, the situation has changed, he must communicate with Annabelle, otherwise the slightest negligence, Hawks will die.

It's just that the next moment, Luo Bai's face changed, and the communication was blocked! He couldn't reach Annabelle!

"With such a big battle, who is going to deal with me? Will it be too exciting? ”

Luo Bai's thoughts flashed through his heart like lightning, you must know that communication is one of the most basic functions of War Paint, and if you want to block the communication function of War Paint, it is more difficult and more expensive than shielding energy level search.

As for saying closing?

War Paint is not an ordinary communication bracelet on Hawks' wrist, and no one is capable of doing anything except the warrior himself.

"What, looking for a helper?".

The masked warrior caught the expression on Luo Bai's face and teased, "Who is it?" Your friend when you joined the group?

No, they're too weak to help you, they should be teammates in the hunting squad, right?

Hehe, don't worry, I'll help you contact them in a while, family, it's good to be neat. ”

Luo Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, although the masked warrior's words were not nutritious and there was very little information, but it was enough for him to make some judgments, this time, I am afraid that it was not just for himself.

At the same time, on the roof of a high-rise building two kilometers away from the abandoned factory area, Annabelle stared at the factory without blinking.

Under the combined effect of equipment and combat skills, the influence of the night on her has been reduced to a very low level, but now, she is now frowning, because when the masked warrior appeared, she had contacted Luo Bai, and she had already discovered the fact that the communication was cut off.

"Damn, this grandson, what kind of face is covered at night, and he can't read his lips!" Annabelle cursed, her attention never leaving the factory.

In front of the factory.

Seeing that Luo Bai was silent, the masked warrior smiled and said, "Luo Bai, look at this meeting, is it still necessary to do it?" ”

With that, without his signal, Scar turned the muzzle of the revolver to Hawkes' head, his face full of amusement.

"Why not!"

While speaking, Luo Bai suddenly burst out, his sword came out of its sheath, and rushed directly towards the masked warrior without the slightest hesitation, even if the communication was blocked, he believed in Annabelle's sense of battle and her strength.

"Damn, kill that kid!"

The masked warrior shouted angrily, and the spear stabbed forward sharply, meeting Luo Bai's knife.

"He's managed to break through to level six?"

"Level seven?!"

At this moment, surprise flashed in the hearts of the masked warrior and Luo Bai at the same time.

The next moment, the war knives and spears collided, and the huge force made Luo Bai's right arm flash a trace of numbness, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and he didn't dare to have it.

A seventh-level martial artist, any movement may turn Hawks into a puddle of flesh, he must drag it off, as for the rest, then leave it to Annabelle.

How fast the martial artist's nervous reaction and speed were, Luo Bai and the masked martial artist had already passed no less than ten moves in an instant, and at this time, Scar's brain gave a command, and his fingers just began to exert force, ready to pull the trigger, this is the gap.

Bang bang bang!

The three voices sounded almost at the same time, and then there was the whistling of sharp arrows piercing the air, Scar, Wang Lei, Long Casso, and the heads of the three were directly shot by the three alloy arrows!

"Archers? ! Are all the whistles outside the factory fucking blind? ”

The masked man was furious, he tied up Hawks through the scar, and blocked the energy level reaction on his body, leaving only two fifth-level martial artists, and also set up a secret whistle outside the factory, virtual and real, and bent the road, in order to reduce Luo Bai's vigilance as much as possible and prevent the other party from bringing a vote of brothers to kill him.

He didn't want to, and he didn't dare to make too much of a move, in case he alarmed the madmen who alarmed Group A of the Public Security Bureau, even if the people behind him didn't end well, but he didn't think about it, and in the end he still missed a move.

"Sure enough!"

Unlike the masked warrior whose anger was instantly full, although Luo Bai was completely at a disadvantage at this time, he was happy in his heart. He only needs to entangle this seventh-level martial artist, as for the other two fifth-level martial artists? Hum~~

Two kilometers away, Annabelle opened her bow and set up an arrow, and the fifth-level martial artist on the left, who was forced by the first arrow, immediately dodged, but this flash was just hit by an arrow from behind, directly through the chest, and blasted out a hole the size of a fist.

Seeing this, where did the other person still have the heart to come forward and besiege Luo Bai? Immediately, a donkey rolled and submerged in the wild grass, but unfortunately, the younger brother is the younger brother, and he always thought that lying in the grass could put a layer of invincible armor on himself.

The condescending Annabelle saw all the movements of this Voldemort clearly, looking at the other party's various snakeskin moves in the grass, a touch of contempt flashed at the corner of her mouth, she opened her bow and arrows, and took it away directly!

"It's up to you next!"

Sorting out all the little messes, Annabelle licked her lips lightly and shot another arrow, targeting the masked warrior.