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The battle in the ring has begun, Mu Jiu and Red Fox are both extremely experienced in combat, and for a while no one can find anyone's flaws, and the scene is a bit deadlocked. ―. {2} {3} {w} {x}]

Luo Yong took a sip of the wine glass casually, his expression was solemn.

If he made it himself, he would naturally be completely sure, but if Mu Jiu was to win, the outcome would only be five or five.

In Mu Jiu's heyday, his strength must be stronger than that of Red Fox, but now that his meridians are damaged and he can't operate his internal breath, his strength will definitely be discounted a lot, which is hard to say.

The competition in the ring is changing rapidly, Mu Jiu has been rolling in the army since he was a child, and later he was the strongest elite soldier in China, and he has the experience of fighting against masters.

Rayong believes that Mu Jiu will definitely be able to seize the opportunity and outperform the red fox.

In the ring, just like that, Mu Jiu and Red Fox have been fighting for three rounds, and the scene is still deadlocked.

The red fox was holding a boning scimitar in his hand, and his eyes didn't look a little drunk, some were just sharp.

Suddenly, he stepped hard with both feet, and his body instantly approached, and the speed was so fast that it almost dragged out the afterimage.

Seeing this, Mu Jiu did not retreat but advanced, his body accelerated violently and pounced on the red fox, and the claw blades on his hands carried a cold light, and he beckoned him up and down.

Looking like that, Mu Jiu actually wanted to be slashed by the red fox and dig out eight blood holes in the red fox.

One knife or eight blood holes, which one is more serious, everyone can see clearly.

The red fox paused and had to avoid its edge.

At this moment, Mu Jiu's move changed, and his left hand swung upwards violently, attacking the red fox's head, and the fierce wind was almost sweeping into the red fox's face.

The red fox naturally wouldn't let Mu Jiu succeed easily, and quickly took half a step to the right, tilted his head, and dodged this attack.

Mu Jiu's move was old, he rushed forward half a step, and he showed half of his back without paying attention, and hurriedly turned his right foot sharply, as if he wanted to change his body.

Such an obvious flaw, the red fox immediately noticed it, his face suddenly happy, and his right hand waved the knife without hesitation, and the sharp tip of the knife seemed to be about to dig a hole in Mu Jiu's body.

"Ding!"

A violent sound of gold and iron rang out, and Mu Jiu's claw blade appeared out of nowhere, driving the boning scimitar. The four claw blades firmly locked the blade of the scimitar, and no matter how hard the red fox tried, he couldn't move.

Before the red fox could react, a black hole appeared in front of him, and the cold barrel of the gun pressed against his forehead, as if he would spew fire whenever he moved slightly.

The red fox's body froze, staring at it, and it didn't react for a long time.

The red fox didn't see it clearly in the depths of the game, but Rayong saw it clearly on the side.

Mu Jiu swung his right hand violently at that time, seemingly attacking the red fox's head, but it was actually a feint, just to use his strength to speed up the turn.

And in the process of turning around, Mu Jiu's right hand was already pressed on the gun on his waist.

Then, the left hand jammed the boning scimitar, and the right hand quickly drew the gun.

"Bang~"

The battle is over.

Of course, the shooting was made up by Rayong's brain.

Mu Jiu is just an E-level mercenary, and he actually won so neatly.

Red Fox is an old C-level mercenary, not a novice, and he lost without warning?

The crowd of onlookers in the tavern didn't seem to react, and it seemed that they couldn't accept it for a while, and the scene was silent.

"Win?" I don't know who asked.

This sentence is like a drop of hot oil, dripping into cold water, and the scene boils instantly.

The crowd rushed into the ring, hugging Mu Jiu with excited expressions, and let out enthusiastic cheers to celebrate his victory. The enthusiasm is almost suffocating.

Mu Jiu was at a loss to be squeezed around, and it was the first time he had received such heroic treatment, which showed how unpopular the red fox was.

The red fox was pushed and squeezed out of the crowd, his expression stiff, as if he had not yet been able to accept the fact that he had lost.

The people of the Red Fox Mercenary Group pushed each other for a long time, and finally pushed out a person, leaned over and asked cautiously, "Commander, what should we do?" ”

The red fox turned his head and looked at him fixedly for a long time before he came back to his senses, his face suddenly turned blue and white for a while, and he said hatefully: "What should I do?" It's embarrassing to stay here? ”

With that, he didn't care about the reaction of his subordinates and left the tavern directly.

Rayong tilted his head and drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

Looking at Mu Jiu in the crowd, a smile appeared on his face.

Mu Jiu is now his subordinate, and winning so neatly is also giving himself a long face. Perhaps, he should put the matter of treating Mu Jiu's meridians on the agenda.

"Knock~"

There was a soft sound on the bar, and a glass of wine was gently moved in front of him.

Rayong turned.

Behind the bar, there was a bartender standing with a healthy wheat-colored skin on his face, who looked to be over forty, but in his eyes, there was a vicissitudes beyond his age.

This must be a man with a story.

Rayong thought to himself. However, it didn't seem that the person standing behind the bar just now was him, otherwise he wouldn't have noticed such a person with such a sense of presence.

"Improvisation, try it." The bartender raised his hand to signal Rayong to look at the glass of wine, with a slight smile on his face.

Rayong lowered his head, and on the table in front of him, there was a cocktail, from the bottom of the glass to the mouth of the glass, the color gradually changed from dark blue to light blue, and finally to pure milky white, although it was not too complicated to color, it looked pleasing to the eye.

He involuntarily picked up his glass and took a sip.

The touch was soft and tinged with a faint milky smell, and then, a cold liquid passed through the tip of his tongue and entered his throat, making all his taste buds tremble for a moment, as if he were cheering, and then a fiery burning sensation rose from his stomach and rushed straight to his brain.

Rayong looked up and felt that everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of red, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic and jubilant.

"How does it feel?" The bartender picked up an identical glass of wine, walked out of the bar, and sat down next to him. Although the gesture is casual, it has a full sense of presence, which makes people want to ignore it.

"If it was winter, maybe it would have been better to drink." Rayong took another sip and savored it for a while before speaking.

The bartender smiled and raised his glass to him.

"Uncle! Uncle! Did you see that? A young man with a fair face squeezed out of the crowd and rushed to the bartender with a hint of excitement on his face.

Suddenly, he saw Rayong sitting next to him, his eyes lit up, and he said, "That person is your subordinate, right?" For the sake of your win over the red fox, all your drinks today are counted in my account! ”

The young man patted his chest, looking wealthy.

"Zixuan, don't be unreasonable to your predecessors." The middle-aged bartender glanced at the boy with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

The young man pursed his mouth, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, but he still obediently called out to his senior.

Luo Yong smiled, he was only eighteen years old, and he was not much older than the boy, if he was really called a senior, he was really a little uncomfortable.

However, the title of predecessor seems to be a title only used by the national art world. The uncle and nephew in front of him......

Spiritual sense swept over the two of them in an instant.

Rayong's eyes lit up slightly.

This uncle is okay, although he has the strength of seventeen or eighteen, but with his age, it is not too amazing. On the contrary, this young man's strength is already approaching level ten, a little higher than Lu Caomei.

Interesting uncle and nephew, but it is worth befriending.

"The first time I met, since I was called a senior, I can't say anything without a greeting gift." Luo Yong smiled slightly, thought about it, took out a few tea beads from his arms, put them in the young man's hand, and said, "You can take this and eat it, it will help improve your strength." ”

The young man glanced at his uncle, then thanked him and put away the tea beads.

At this time, Mu Jiu finally got rid of the overly enthusiastic crowd and walked to the bar.

"Boss, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

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Last night, I had a good time with my uncle and nephew in the tavern, and on this day, Rayong and Mu Jiu entered the beast area again, ready to officially start exploring further.

Recalling the scene when he came out of the hotel in the morning and met the red fox at the door, Rayong wanted to laugh.

The red fox actually put down cruel words in front of him, saying that he would clean them up in the beast area.

It's a pity that the red fox doesn't know that if he encounters him in the beast area, he will only be made worse.

Rayong calmly walked in the jungle. With the experience of the previous three days, he is now more and more comfortable in the jungle, and he basically doesn't need Mu Jiu's reminder to detect danger in advance.

Therefore, Mu Jiu's work has changed from being on guard to finding a way.

Towards noon, a rare little bit of light fell in the jungle, and he finally saw the beauty of the jungle that he had only seen in pictures.

"Boss!" Luo Yong's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

This came through the team channel, and Mu Jiu himself should still be quite far ahead.

"The situation is very wrong now, all the insects are flying towards one place, and in my experience, it may be that there is a beast tide." Mu Jiu's voice was hurried and nervous, with a hint of unease.

"Stay safe and be right back." Rayong's heart tightened, but he still calmly commanded, and then looked around, found a big enough tree, and climbed up.

There is really a tide of beasts, and although it is not necessarily safe in the trees, it is better than facing countless beast hooves under the genus.

"It's too late." Mu Jiu's voice suddenly became frightened.

Then, the deafening sound of beast hooves mixed with bursts of hissing sounded out, completely suppressing Mu Jiu's voice.

"Mu Jiu! Mu Jiu! Rayong's scalp was numb, his breathing was staggered, and he was busy shouting loudly.

“…… Water...... Hiding ......"

Mu Jiu seemed to hear Rayong's shout, and he was also yelling hard. However, under the powerful background sound effects, the sound coming from is fragmented and indistinguishable.

Rayong's heart was sullen, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Although he hasn't completely regarded Mu Jiu as his own, he is a living person after all, and he has never done anything out of the ordinary, but has helped him a lot.

If Mu Jiu really had an accident because of this, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to forgive himself.

However, Rayong didn't have time to feel uncomfortable for long before he had to face reality.

Because, the beast tide has arrived at hand.

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