Chapter 417: Poor Monks Don't Run

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Meng Xin coughed, and after three or four seconds, he felt much better, but the enemy also ran away from the corner of the street in front of him.

Finally got rid of the people in the back!

Wu Zhen didn't hear the sound from behind, and looked ahead, the terrain was very open, it seemed to be a square, but there were many, many footprints on the layer of snow on the square, layer upon layer, and it seemed that people often came here to walk around.

Looking at the direction in which Wu Zhen ran away, Meng Xin took a deep breath and yelled.

"You two don't fight! The enemy is coming, stop! Live! He! ”

The sound spreads through the air and travels in all directions.

When Wu Zhen heard the voice, he subconsciously felt dangerous and wanted to stop, but it was too late, so he rushed forward dozens of meters at once and rushed into the square.

The square was quiet, but Wu Zhen felt terrible, his whole body was cold, and his blood felt like it was clotting.

Quietly raised his head, glanced to the left, and his eyes were full of people, densely packed with a large . The leader is a middle-aged man with a very standard figure, wearing a shabby military uniform, with a Chinese face, and his expression gives people a very standard feeling, his eyes are beaded, and he seems to be looking at Wu Zhen seriously, this large number of people look very strange. In broad daylight, do you pretend to be a ghost?

Wu Zhen was frightened, and quietly glanced at the right, okay, fortunately, there were only one or two hundred people, and the people who were standing in a mess were half of the people on the left. Trough! One or two hundred people are not easy to deal with! Wu Zhen's head was dizzy, and his scalp was a little numb, this time it was miserable, there were a lot of enemies!

There is also a leader on the left, as if hidden in the shadows of one or two hundred people, a bit like the way the assassin hides, they are all integrated into the environment, Wu Zhen almost didn't see it.

Both of them stared, very serious, and Wu Zhen understood. This is not looking at himself, but at the other party, combined with the shouting of the person just now, the strength of these two people may not be weak. Now that his combat effectiveness has only recovered three or four percent, he can't win at all!

Wu Zhen blinked his eyes and found that there seemed to be an extra black spot a few hundred meters in front of him, no, it was another person. He was small, squatting on the ground, with a dark face, and was a thin old man. It's at least one level of people with zero ninety, and it's all three, huh? Isn't there another one in the back?

Click!

Behind him, Meng Xin came over, leaned against the wall, and blocked Wu Zhen's back road.

Four people!

Surround Wu Zhen in the middle.

"Amitabha! The poor monk didn't do anything bad, why did he stop me? ”

The collar of the black robe is high. was able to block Wu Zhen's head halfway, and seeing that there was no way out, he folded down his collar, revealing a black head, and said generously.

"Monk?"

Meng Xin was startled, glanced at Wu Zhen, and shook his head with a smile.

The reactions of several other people were similar, and their reactions were a bit big, but after seeing Wu Zhen's appearance clearly, their interest immediately decreased a lot.

Wu Zhen knew that his identity had not been exposed for the time being. The Assassin had not yet told them about himself, and now that he was like this, it was unlikely that the Assassin would recognize him. Anyway, he doesn't have hair, and it seems better to be a monk. Wu Zhen naturally pretended to be.

The people standing on both sides had a strong fighting intent surging up in their bodies.

"He can see me." Said the man who hides in the shadows.

On the other side, Guozi looked at Wu Zhen again and showed a smile, "Of course you can." ”

Wu Zhen couldn't laugh at all when he saw his smile, this sentence was an affirmation of his strength. But it feels bad to be taken seriously by the enemy.

"Can you catch the enemy first?" Meng Xin said boringly.

"No way!"

Both of them said at the same time.

"Xiao Huo!"

The old black man in the middle looked at the man in the shadows.

"Call me Zero One!"

During the battle, Huo Yiyuan was an assassin, codenamed Zero One, and among the core personnel of the Assassin Regiment, only he had a name, and everyone else was a code name, but when they were fighting, they were all assassins, from zero one to zero nine.

"Huo Yiyuan! Can you get down to business first? Ji Hai, the head of the Ghost Slaying Regiment, said unhappily.

Ji Hai didn't give Huo Yiyuan face, and Huo Yiyuan also didn't give him face.

"No, I begged this guy two hundred and seventeen times, and finally made him agree to fight with me once, now I am in the best condition, if I miss it, I will have no chance!"

Zero One's body hidden in the shadows slowly faded, and finally disappeared completely.

Wu Zhen was horrified to find that Zero One had disappeared from his soul, and there was no trace of breath left. He had to admit that this kind of strength may be very close to him, the ninth level can reach this level, if the two are of the same level, Wu Zhen will definitely not be this person's opponent, are all the people here like this? Wu Zhen felt a hint of frustration.

"Yu Ze, what about you? As a regimental commander, if you don't take your legion to the conference, forget it, and gather people to fight, what do you want to do? ”

"I've been waiting for him for a long time, haven't you noticed?"

Zero One asked him two hundred and seventeen times, Yu Ze thought about it two hundred and seventeen times, he was the same as Zero One, both longed for a real opponent, but Zero never reached his goal, so he refused two hundred and sixteen times, and this time, he finally agreed.

The fighting spirit on Yu Ze's body became stronger and stronger, and he easily surpassed Zero One just now, and when he was a little higher than him, he stabilized, such a degree of control, it was obvious that this was not Yu Ze's limit. Zero is an assassin, concealment is his strength, and the previous level is not necessarily his limit, these two people are chess opponents, such a battle will be exciting.

"Captain Ji, let them fight! So many of us watched, he couldn't run! ”

Meng Xin looked at Yu Ze on the field with interest, his eyes rolled, excitedly looking for Zero One's position, he was also looking forward to this battle, it was rumored that he was the second and third strongest evolutionaries in Wucheng, there was going to be a fight between the two of them, although it was just a competition, but it was also very tempting, he was looking forward to it! waved his hand impatiently, signaling for Ji Hai to step back.

Ji Hai stood up, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked back, when he reached the edge of the square, he waved his hand quickly, and a snow-covered stool was cleaned, Ji Hai sat down contentedly, looking at the venue with a smile, full of audience posture, if you give him a bucket of popcorn, it will be absolutely amazing!

Meng Xin rolled his eyes, if you want to see it, just say it! What are you trying to do? Turning his head, a "high" person came out of the corner that made people feel more pressured, and the battle group was disgusted.

This is another figure at the level of a regiment commander, right?

Wu Zhen honestly walked forward for a distance, making sure that the distance between himself and the two behind him was far enough, and that he would not disturb the battle between the two people on the field, and then sat down obediently, looked at Yu Ze, and said resignedly: "Let's fight!" Poor monks don't run! (To be continued.) )