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There are three free thugs, and of course Wang Zheng can't let them stay in the Gobi town and wait for news of him.

Naturally, it became inevitable to let them accompany the team.

Of course, Zheng Zhijun knew Wang Zheng's idea, but he didn't refuse, for him, hunting sixth- or seventh-level fierce beasts was extremely simple, and it didn't matter if he contributed.

Early morning.

For these three suddenly extra guys, Liu Wentao and them were somewhat surprised, they didn't wear martial arts badges, and they didn't know what their strength was. But the momentum exuded by these three people made them feel a sense of pressure, and they naturally understood that the strength of these three people was very strong.

Wang Zheng's background, Liu Wentao They know, the identity of ordinary workers and soldiers, and they have not intersected with anyone, how did they know these three people?

"In the next action, Brother Zheng and the three of them will also participate temporarily."

When he was about to leave, Wang Zheng clapped his hands and announced.

Zheng Zhijun and the others just stood up and nodded, their faces indifferent. Zheng Zhijun is better, but the two people he brought with him are the real indifferent looks, coupled with their old-fashioned actions, sitting up and straight, you can let people know their origins at a glance.

Liu Wentao and the others applauded, which was a welcome.

It's just temporary, and when the team expands, I don't know how many people will join in, and they will need to get used to it.

After breakfast, head straight away.

Today's location is no longer the original place, Wang Zheng pushed the first 50 kilometers, that is, entered the 170 kilometers of the Gobi. These positions, for more than a hundred years, have hardly been set foot in by human warriors, Wang Zheng has a faint feeling that the result he wants should be in this area.

If [Lucky] can't be brushed out again, Wang Zheng doesn't mind using [Wish].

In fact, [as desired] one million grain power once, it is really not expensive, but ...... This small probability will definitely trick people, and it is possible to brush away tens of millions of lines of force, and it may not be as you wish. Of course, on the bright side, is it possible to succeed the first time?

Before leaving, Wang Zheng shared the place he had chosen.

Zheng Zhijun and they are temporary team members, and Wang Zheng opened this function to them.

Receiving the location shared by Wang Zheng, all of them turned green and wailed. One hundred and seventy kilometers, running wild on two legs, how do you feel that this trip is like devil training? Needless to say, today is definitely the rhythm of being tired to lie down.

Zheng Zhijun frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, and the two people he brought with him had no expression on their cold faces, as if the 170-kilometer hike had no effect on them.

"If you don't have any opinions, let's go." Wang Zheng laughed.

Liu Wentao, who dares to have an opinion? It's just a little doubtful, and then a month's salary is gone.

The group, when they left the hotel, immediately attracted everyone's attention, pointing and pointing in the distance, all talking about the team's achievements yesterday. In just one night, enough people in the whole town will know.

Immediately, Liu Wentao and the others all felt fluttering, and when they walked, they also felt much lighter, and they were full of expectations for the next, as if this 170 kilometers would become less important.

Zheng Zhijun also noticed this change, but he didn't understand how Wang Zheng's team could attract so many people's curiosity here?

When he got out of the town, Chen Li approached Wang Zheng and said softly, "Captain, someone is staring at us." ”

Not far away, an old middle-aged martial artist followed from a distance, he didn't seem to dodge, but seemed to follow openly, and when he saw Wang Zheng and them, he actually grinned toothily, and arrogantly made a shooting motion.

"Captain, I know this person, it's someone from the Tyrant Tiger Clan." Song Jianfei reminded.

Wang Zheng frowned, then let go again, glanced at Zheng Zhijun, showed a smile, and said, "Storm Tiger Clan? What does it mean not to die if you don't die? ”

If Wang Zheng was still scared yesterday, today is different, with the great god Zheng Zhijun, what are they called death?

"Let's go a little slower." Wang Zheng had a cruel look on his face, since they were like death, he would fulfill them. This world is originally so cruel, either you are cruel or others are cruel to yourself. It's better to get out of trouble now than to get into bigger trouble later.

Liu Wentao and the others all seemed to know what was going on, with a solemn and excited look on their faces.

The reason for the solemnity is that the overall strength of his side is still weaker. Needless to say, they are all belligerents, with this kind of upcoming team battle, how can they not be excited?

After following the warrior for a while, the watchdog finally showed a touch of joy.

A moment later, a team of warbands caught up, and one by one they ran wildly, fully armed and with a fierce momentum.

With just a glance, Wang Zheng recognized their captain.

The information of the Tyrant Tiger team, Wang Zheng also looked it up, the captain Wu Feng is the captain of the seventh level and the first class, and the team is the same as the fifth level team. This team, which belongs to the Hanwei Group, is still very high in terms of ranking, far from being comparable to the Divine Pattern team.

Wu Feng would always think that when Wang Zheng found out that they were catching up, his first reaction was to flee, and then it would be a chase battle.

But......

Wu Feng found out that he was wrong, the other party did not flee at all, but stopped after finding that he had caught up.

"It's good, if you die by yourself, you can't blame others." Wu Feng was overjoyed, and waved his hand: "Surround them." ”

More than 30 people directly surrounded them.

Liu Wentao and the others all held the weapons in their hands, and they all stared at Wu Feng and them with cold faces.

Wu Feng walked more than ten meters away from Wang Zheng, sneered, and pointed at the war knife in his hand: "Tell me what you know about the beast's den, and let you leave, otherwise...... This is where your bones are buried. ”

Zheng Zhijun looked at Wang Zheng a little speechlessly, and Wang Zheng shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile: "No way, there are too many people with pink eye." ”

"What are you going to do?" Zheng Zhijun asked.

Wang Zheng laughed and said, "That's exactly why I'm going to let you join the team. ”

Zheng Zhijun smiled a little bitterly, this little guy is really bold, even he dares to calculate. Presumably, the conflict with this Tyrant Tiger team should have existed a long time ago, looking at the current situation, this Tyrant Tiger Clan, is not a team that is easy to get along with, just now that they are surrounding themselves, their end is already doomed.

"I find you're pretty good at borrowing it." Zheng Zhijun smiled bitterly.

"Brother Zheng, I'm helping you do things now." Wang Zheng pointed at Wu Feng and said, "If you let them ruin your plan, what do you say?" ”

Wu Feng was so angry that he exploded, these two people didn't take themselves seriously at all, at this time, there was still leisure to talk and laugh here? Especially the captain of this team, shouldn't a first-level martial artist be panicked in this situation?

No matter how you look at it, your side seems to be surrounded by them.

"Are you going to pay or not to pay?" Wu Feng said sharply.

At this time, Wang Zheng officially glanced at him, shook his head and said: "A dead man, I didn't want to pay attention to it originally, but I still let you die a little bit." Well, I don't pay it, how about it? ”

In an instant, Wu Feng had a feeling of bursting blood, and said in a loud voice: "Don't pay? Kill, kill them all. ”

"Silly!" Wang Zheng said coldly.

The next moment, Zheng Zhijun was already moving, he rubbed it suddenly, the terrifying speed of the eighth-level martial artist, no one could see how Zheng Zhijun moved, and when they saw it clearly, Zheng Zhijun's hand was already pinching Wu Feng's neck, and he raised it with one hand, throwing it out like throwing a rag.

If you look closely, you can also see that Wu Feng's neck has been crushed, and he didn't even think that he would die that he was a dignified seventh-level martial artist, and he lost his life without even having the strength to fight back.

The power of terror, Zheng Zhijun at this moment, explained what is the difference between a high-level martial artist and an intermediate martial artist.

"Bang!"

The slight sound was the sound of Wu Feng's corpse falling to the ground.

The two warriors who had been following Zheng Zhijun also moved at the same time, they rushed out, and the weapons they used were rune fist gloves, and every blow that was blasted out, as long as it hit, completely ignored the role of the rune battle armor and shocked people to death. The power of the rage has turned them into killing machines.

"Kill ......"

Wang Zheng spit out, and he also pounced.

With such a good actual combat experience, how could Wang Zheng miss it? The future will inevitably be a struggle between people, not a ******.

You can't go wrong with a little more experience now.

"Damn, do you need to be so awesome?" Liu Wentao's eyes almost popped out, and Zheng Zhijun's violent and ferocious fighting style stimulated them. Without hesitation, one by one rushed forward after ossification.

And the warriors of the Violent Tiger Clan were completely stunned, because they didn't expect that just a face-to-face, the captain of the seventh-level martial artist would die.

What's even more terrifying is these three people, they are wantonly slaughtering the people of their own team. Attention, it was the massacre...... In front of them, even the seventh level can be killed in one face, let alone the sixth level? Facing the three people in front of him, he had no power to fight back.

Despair and fear make them unable to exert much combat effectiveness, and more just want to escape.

Now they finally understand why the other party didn't escape, this is just like a set, waiting for their own people to send it to the door. If you don't have any thoughts, your own people will be fine, and everyone is just a team that has come here to hunt fierce beasts.

But greed has made them the target of slaughter by others.

In the entire Violent Tiger team, none of the more than 30 people was able to escape, and they became corpses all over the ground. (To be continued.) )