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Even the survivors in the car and several guards fell into the water. Before the statistics, Fang Jin was not sure how many people had died.

But in this battle with the people of Yuncheng, the number of victims is really visible.

More than 10 professionals...... Plus more than a dozen ordinary survivors!

If you count the five people who lost in the Cloud City Grain Depot half a day ago, the total number of sacrifices has already exceeded a quarter of the total number of professionals that Fang Jin brought out this time!

There is even a bronze rank among them!

Such a loss in one day is quite tragic even in a previous life. Not to mention, Fang Jin, who has been smooth sailing for two or three months, was reborn.

For a moment, he didn't even know how to face the rest of the headquarters when he went back!

Just as this frustration and anger filled his chest and there was nowhere to vent, the Holy Light Affinity and this passive once again felt an abnormality not far away.

A series of flare bombs exploded in the sky near what he perceived.

The milky white luster dispelled all darkness and forced out the somewhat familiar figure of Fang Jin.

It was the same thief who had escaped from under him not long ago!

After breaking away from the battle, this guy didn't leave, but temporarily hid in a hidden place not far away to secretly observe the development of the battle situation. It's just that the results are destined to be disappointing.

But just when the thieves were about to give up the war completely, Wang Weiguo's death made him stop fleeing.

After a short struggle, the thief remembered the phrase "wealth is sought in danger".

Although the accident that sneaked through not long ago caused a lot of shadows on him, maybe it was just an accident?

Stimulated by the equipment, he was tiptoeing towards Wang Weiguo's corpse, barely two steps away, leaning over and stretching out his hand to the staff scattered next to Wang Weiguo's corpse.

In addition to this second-order magic-grade staff, the thieves also took a fancy to Wang Weiguo's necklace.

Once he gets his hands on the two easiest and most valuable pieces of equipment, he'll run away with them.

But what the thief didn't expect was that Fang Jin's perception was so keen. Even if you don't sneak attack at close range, you can detect the abnormality from a little distance!

"And someone who wants to die themselves?"

Fang Jin's eyelids jumped, and his angry emotions found a target to vent.

Not to mention the previous frustration and depression, just saying that Wang Weiguo's equipment has become his trophy, and if someone else wants to get involved, he will never bypass the other party!

This bronze thief must die!

Raising his hand, he slashed with a wind and hung a bleeding effect on him first.

Then, Fang Jin shouted a warning and summoned other professionals nearby to join in, and rushed over.

Detecting the flare shot by the stealth skill makes the thief very jealous, and he doesn't care about any necklace. Hurriedly reached out and copied it, put the staff in the storage backpack, and immediately turned around and fled.

Previous experience had taught him that there was a limit to the range of the overhead flare bomb.

As long as you don't take the initiative to break the stealth and break out of this range, you can re-enter the stealth state and escape!

A thief who wants to run away is really difficult to deal with until the other classes have reached a certain level of level and equipment.

Especially the Holy Swordsman, a profession that already lacks control.

Fortunately, his gold legendary necklace has made meritorious service again.

Seeing that the thieves were about to escape from the range of the flares, Fang Jin activated the necklace's rock throwing skill.

The earthy yellow glow of magic condensed a rock above the thief's head, and smashed it down!

This critical moment of vertigo and stun deprived the thieves of their only chance to escape.

The next moment, Shi Yuxiang, who was trying to treat ordinary survivors not far away, rushed over. Finding that his magic power was almost exhausted, he first activated the demon, reluctantly converted his own health into the same amount of mana, and then when the thief just woke up and wanted to continue to escape, the shot was a soul shock!

Until the thieves have mastered the Shadow Cloak, there is nothing they can do with the control skills of other classes.

I could only be stunned again in horror.

Even though the stun duration of the Soul Shock was shorter than that of the Rock Throw, two consecutive interruptions were enough for Fang Jin to get close.

The Bloody Blade rose and fell, and the continuous sword light slashed through the bronze thief.

Combined with the damage from the previous two skills and the continuous bleeding of the Wind Slash, the thief only had time to let out a wail of unknown meaning before falling weakly to the edge of the range of the flare projectile.

Just one step away!

This time, the thieves clearly lost the good fortune of not so long ago.

Fang Jin didn't know how many bronze ranks there were among this group of Cloud City professionals, but he expected that there would only be two or three of them, and they would be up to the sky.

His death, as well as the mage on the ground who seemed to be the leader, determined that the high-end forces on the side of Cloud City fell into a vacuum. Perhaps, he can take this opportunity to counterattack Cloud City in a dignified manner, and by the way, the professionals of this city are also incorporated?

This may be the only way to make up for your loss.

At this time, the other professions that were following and killing had already returned. Some managed to kill the fleeing enemy, some were lost or even carelessly counterattacked, and two actually captured the surrenderer on the opposite side alive. Fortunately, the professionals in Cloud City were already lost dogs, and even if they counterattacked, they only deterred the pursuers, and in the end, there were no additional deaths.

Everything gradually calmed down, and a full-scale battlefield cleanup, stop-loss, and inventory began.

Either cooperate with the survivors to extinguish the fire, or pack up the equipment, or clean up the monsters that are still trying to get close to devouring the corpses of the dead. The rich smell of blood, the burnt smell of grain and rubber, mixed together, was disgusting.

All the surviving professionals had serious expressions.

In fact, it wasn't just Fang Jin, who suddenly encountered such an attack and loss, and they were also shocked and frustrated in their hearts. In particular, the attack came for no reason. Until the end of the battle, many of the professionals involved in the battle did not even know who the enemy was, where they came from, and why they were attacking them.

For a full quarter of an hour, the atmosphere on the convoy side was silent.

"President, the loss is out."

Lu An trotted to his side, and said in a low voice: "Sixteen professional people who can be determined to have died in battle, thirteen ordinary survivors, and even more wounded. In addition, two professionals and more than twenty ordinary survivors who fell into the water are missing, and we have organized people to search downstream along the Baishan River, but it is only ....... ”

A long shot!

He didn't say these four words, but Fang Jin was obviously very clear.

Before the end of the world, there were lucky people who were rescued after falling into the water and drifting for a day. But now, more than two months after the end of the world, there are many more ferocious aquatic monsters in the Baishan River. If you can't swim ashore as soon as you fall into the water, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape.

The so-called disappearance is just a euphemistic description before death, and it still gives people a little hope.

"The loss of materiel is even worse."

After a moment of silence, Lu An continued: "Including those that fell into the water and were burned and destroyed, at least twenty-two trucks were lost, and the loss of grain is estimated to be around one hundred and fifty tons. ”

Compared with the death of personnel, Fang Jin didn't care so much about the loss of materials.

He just nodded slightly, and then asked the most crucial question: "What about the statistics of the attackers?" ”