Wen Zilong took the more than twenty people and walked directly towards the center of Wakanda City.

At the same time, in the city of Wakanda.

A young man in his thirties was holding a woman's shoulders and pouring her wine.

The woman was extremely reluctant, "My Son, I ...... I can't drink it anymore. ”

"If you can't drink it, you have to drink it! If you don't drink all this bottle of wine today, Lao Tzu will kill all your family! ”

The young man, known as the Son, grabbed the woman by the hair and pressed her face against the side of the bottle.

There was a look of being on top of the curve and in control.

When the woman heard this, her body trembled slightly

"Yes, Holy Son, I drink, I drink."

As he spoke, with tears in his eyes, he picked up the bottle.

Then he opened his mouth and poured the liquor in one gulp.

There is no way, for the sake of his family, he has to endure any pain.

"Hahahaha......"

The Son laughed.

While laughing, he tugged at the woman's ear, "You give Lao Tzu a drink, hurry up!" ”

With tears in her eyes, the woman could only speed up.

At this moment, a voice from outside came from "Report to the Holy Son, gunshots are heard in the west of the city." ”

"Huh?"

The Holy Son frowned slightly, "Could it be that the newly recruited fools won't fiddle with the gun and make a fire again." Go check what's going on. ”

"It's been found out, it was the coolies who wanted to escape and killed a few of our saints."

"What?"

The Holy Son's eyes were cold: "Dare to kill our saints?" It's just looking for death! ”

But then, a bloodthirsty look flashed in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've killed anyone, and I've had itchy hands for a long time."

As he spoke, he picked up the gun next to him and said, "Take 100 people and follow me to destroy them!" ”

"Yes! My Son. ”

The man said, and hurriedly went to the present manpower.

Soon, the 100 men had been gathered.

These 100 people are not comparable to other saints.

They were the 100 people that the Son brought with him when he first came to occupy Wakanda.

Among them, more than 20 people are from the Lu team.

They have undergone formal military training, and none of them are weak.

Even the remaining 70 or so have trained for more than 20 days.

Therefore, the strength of these 100 saints is much stronger than that of the remaining 300 saints.

These 100 people marched towards the west of the city.

However, they had only walked for more than ten minutes when they saw a strange bird three meters tall not far away, with a flock of coolies, walking towards this side.

"Huh?"

The Holy Son was slightly stunned.

"When did such a strange bird pop up?"

Someone next to him replied, "Holy Son, the news just came that it was this strange bird that killed more than forty of us. ”

Just now, when Wen Zilong was killing, several patrolling saints in the distance saw that scene.

"Oh?"

The Holy Son was slightly stunned again.

"Strange birds kill? This is the first time I've heard of it. However, hehe, such a strange bird, Lao Tzu killed it, it should be a great achievement. Maybe after killing it, it won't be long before Lao Tzu will be promoted to Holy Father. You don't have to stay in this place where birds don't. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand.

The 100 well-trained people immediately lined up in an arc according to the formation of the training.

But they all had a hint of disdain on their faces.

More than 20 coolies and a strange bird, there is really no need to let them 100 people shoot.

So that those low-level saints who have not been trained can easily solve it.

However, since the Holy Son wants to have fun, they will play it.

Behind Wen Zilong, those coolies saw this formation, and their legs were a little weak.

"Crocodile...... The crocodile god, the 100 people in front of him, is a high saint. ”

A coolie said in horror.

"Huh? High saints? ”

Wen Yuqi didn't quite understand.

Another coolie hurriedly explained, "There are two kinds of saints. Those who have not been trained are called lower saints. Those who have been trained are called High Saints. The combat power of the High Saints is several times or even ten times that of the Low Saints. ”

"In other words, these 100 high-level saints now, their combat power can be worth 1,000 low-level saints."

"So God Crocodile, we ...... We must be careful. ”

In fact, the coolies who spoke began to retreat in their hearts.

If it weren't for the crocodile god's insistence on coming, they wouldn't have come.

In their opinion, the crocodile god is now hardening these 100 high-ranking saints, and he is completely sending them to death.

The crocodile god had just saved them, and they were indeed grateful to the crocodile god.

But then, the crocodile god had to take them to their deaths.

Alas......

Only those few Gwanyas, one by one, are full of confidence in the crocodile god.

They had all seen how Lord Crocodile killed those mercenaries on the banks of the Ebola River.

Although these saints are powerful, they are far inferior to mercenaries.

At that time, the 100 mercenaries were not the opponents of Lord Crocodile, and now these 100 high saints can only hehe.

Wen Yuqi faced the 100 saints without fear.

He said to the coolies and Wen Yuqi, "You stay here first, and I'll go back when I go." ”

As he spoke, he strode towards the 100 men.

Soon, the distance from those people was less than 30 meters.

"Stop!"

The Son cried out.

He was amazed to see the bird talking to the coolies.

A big talking bird.

If you catch it, give it to your superiors.

Then he will definitely be able to be promoted to the Holy Father very quickly.

You know, one Father has tens of thousands of Sons under his hands.

Among them, the number of high saints has reached 1,000.

It's a little exciting to think about.

That's why he let Wen Zilong stop.

Intended to capture him alive.

Wen Zilong ignored him and continued to stride forward.

"We, Lord Holy Son, tell you to stop, or I'm going to shoot!"

A voice shouted.

Wen Yuqi still didn't stop, and strode towards these people.

In his eyes, there is a hint of cat and mouse.

Seeing this, the Holy Son sneered.

Then he took a gun next to him and aimed it at the strange bird.

"A talking bird, it's really rare. However, it's just a bird, and you still want to challenge our Light? ”

With that, he pulled the trigger.

The target is the leg of this strange bird.

He's a real soldier.

Moreover, when they were in the army, his military quality and skills were in the forefront in all aspects.

More than twenty meters, hit two thin legs, he can do it completely.

Click-Click

The bullet escaped from the muzzle of the gun and flew towards Wen Zilong's legs.

All the saints, at this time, had no doubt that these bullets would break the strange bird in a matter of minutes if they hit the leg of the strange bird.

The Holy Son even had a smile on his face.

He threw the gun at one of the saints next to him, intending to get the saint ready to collect the strange bird.

However, at this moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

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