The mercenaries who formed the encirclement kept using harassment tactics, and they may not feel the change in Yan Ming. But the mercenary leader in the struggle was able to deeply understand Yan Ming's gradually weakening momentum.

The mercenary leader saw the opportunity and accelerated the rhythm of his moves, and the successive punches were extremely powerful, making Yan Ming unable to parry. The 5 mercenaries who are in the encirclement, with the rhythm of the mercenary leader, launch the final attack at the same time. However, all kinds of punches and kicks, in no particular order, fell on Yan Ming's body, but they fulfilled Yan Ming.

Immediately decided, Yan Ming did his best to release all the energy of his talent, forming a high-voltage current. These seemingly nonexistent currents suddenly condensed on the surface of Yan Ming's body, like armor made of lightning, turning into a flash of electricity. All the mercenaries who came into contact with Yan Ming were all subjected to electrocution, and the only person who could maintain his sanity was the mercenary leader.

This brave mercenary leader, looking at the fallen colleagues around him, felt the paralysis of his body, and saw Yan Ming, who was safe and sound. The mercenary leader wanted to do something, but he couldn't do it, not even talking. Yan Ming, who had exhausted all his natural energy, seemed to be an athlete who had finished an intense exercise, and with the last strength in his body, he swung a heavy fist and knocked the mercenary leader to the ground.

"What a battle-hardened mercenary." Yan Ming used tenacious willpower to support his body so as not to let himself fall, gasping for air, and said, "If it weren't for this battle, I might have naively thought that the power given to me by talent is incomparable." It made me realize my own strength. ”

Before starting the battle, Yan Ming thought that the strength given to him by his talent allowed him to easily clean up these mercenaries. However, the development of things was unexpected, allowing Yan Ming to see what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Especially the leader of the mercenaries, the hand-to-hand combat skills he displayed were so strong that he almost defeated Yan Ming. If not, Yan Ming released the energy of his talent at a critical moment, and the consequences could be imagined.

Yan Ming gasped for breath and looked at the seven mercenaries who had fallen to the ground, his eyes kept browsing, and finally landed on the tactical straps around their waists.

Three times five divided by two, Yan Ming quickly unloaded the equipment of these mercenaries. Then using the tactical straps he took from each of these mercenaries, Yan Ming tied up these mercenaries separately. At this time, Yan Ming had the heart to count the harvest and open the unloaded tactical backpacks one by one.

"It's all good! Those 3 girls should be able to use it, and taking some time to exercise them in a few days should be able to bring me some help. After Yan Ming finished reading the tactical backpack, he looked at one of the tactical waist bags of these mercenaries, and after reading it, he put it into their respective tactical backpacks. Use the key to open the floodgates of the supermarket, first take the harvested tactical backpack inside, and then move the harvested 7 mercenaries into it one by one.

Looking at the situation in the distance and confirming that there was no abnormality, Yan Ming closed the gate of the supermarket again.

In order to find out the purpose of the mercenaries, Yan Ming woke up the mercenary leader and tied him to a chair. In front of 6 unconscious colleagues, he was tortured with flesh. Helplessly, the mercenary leader's mouth was too firm, and Yan Ming couldn't get information about the mercenaries, so he could only use a roundabout way and ask some other questions.

For example, what day of the week is today? What is the date of the month?

If the mercenary leader does not answer these questions, he will be stripped of his upper body and severely cut by a knife. After the mercenary leader answered inexplicably, he saw that Yan Ming's face was slightly satisfied, but he was even more nervous. However, Yan Ming's question is still irrelevant questions, one of which is: How many days after the disaster in Baiyun City? How many people were killed in Baiyun City?

In the next question, Yan Ming asked about the outside world's opinion of the disaster in Baiyun City and the formation of the walking dead.

"Do you really not know about these news, or do you not know about it?" The mercenary leader was expressionless, looked at Yan Ming and said, "If you're bored, why don't you find them?" Why bother looking for me? Next, whatever you ask, I won't answer. If you want to do it, just kill me! ”

"Oh?" The corners of Yan Ming's mouth were outlined, revealing a faint smile. Two fingers together, landed on the shoulder scar of the mercenary leader, and said, "Don't you think that these questions are more conscious?" You don't have to worry about revealing secrets, and we can talk about the current situation for a while. Why not? You can think that questioning you is my preconception about you. Who told you to work so hard when you were fighting with me? ”

At the end of his speech, Yan Ming put away the fingers that held down the scars of the mercenary leader, wiped the blood on his hands with a wet tissue, and said, "If you don't talk to me, then I won't talk to you, find your colleagues." It's just that when you talk to them, salt water will fall on your scars. What do you think? Interesting? ”

"If you have the ability, you will be happy!" The mercenary leader yelled at Yan Ming, as if he wanted to wake up his colleagues who had passed the stun, but it had no effect, and in exchange for only salt on Yan Ming's wounds. The things that Yan Ming used on the scars of the mercenary leader were not only salt water and chili water, but also chili sauce, chili essence, pepper powder, spicy powder, and many spicy things, including mustard, which is indispensable for Dongying cuisine.

The upper body of the mercenary leader seems to have become an ingredient in some kind of dark cuisine. The bloody and blurred scars are added with various spicy seasonings. Yan Ming was quite interested, and there was no stop for the torture of the mercenary team leader at all. However, as the object of torture, the mercenary leader gritted his teeth and did not let out a single shout.

Yan Ming looked at the mercenary leader in front of him, who was about 30 years old, and in order to show his admiration, he forcibly poured a full 10 bottles of brandy on him. Then, in the name of sobering up, Yan Ming punished the mercenary leader with a knife.

"Cool? It's your own picking. Facing the drunken mercenary leader, Yan Ming's face showed a smile of victory. Among the unconscious mercenaries next to him, he patrolled for a while, and Yan Ming's gaze finally fell on the mercenary who had broken the door before. After waking him up, Yan Ming used the same technique to tie the mercenary who pleaded the door to a chair.