Early the next morning, the whole army of 30,000 men was divided into six detachments of 5,000 men, each marching in one direction, marching towards the center of the Western Wilderness Province, leaving only a dilapidated camp with a slight outline.

In less than half a day, the entire place that was originally full of people became deserted, except for the black crows that kept flying by, and the occasional hare, there was no sign of other living activities.

Of course, this does not include Yang Long, who hid inside the camp early.

Choosing to give up following the big army and go alone doesn't mean that you have to take the lead, you must know that the agreement reached between Yang Long and that powerful pseudo-super-rank old man has to get Edwin Van Cleef's head!

That's why he chose to wait for the rabbit, quietly waiting in this abandoned camp, from morning to evening, lurking motionless in a corner, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Perhaps because the troops were too flamboyant before, when the sky began to darken slightly, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly came from far and near, and twenty or thirty breaths appeared at the edge of Yang Long's perception.

"It's finally here. Yang Long's already secret body did not move at all, and even the frequency of breathing became slow, listening carefully to every move made outside, identifying the possible identity of the person who came.

The distance of one kilometer was not far, but in just a few minutes, the group entered the barracks and scattered in all directions.

These arrivals are not evenly distributed, and some go their own way. Some were two pairs, some were five or six people walking together, and the largest group of people even accounted for half of the number, and they did not look like organized soldiers from the outside.

At the same time, among this group of people, there are no powerful professionals, the most powerful is only the third order, and the worst strength is even an ordinary person, Yang Long thought for a while, and then quietly dived towards the group with the largest number of people.

"Didn't come in vain!"

"Thanks this time"

"Wow! This camp is huge. ”

"It's like, it looks like it can live at least seventy or eighty thousand people, right?"

"Hey, hey, I told you at noon. There were several armies of almost 10,000 men. From this"

“”

The nonsense without nutrition, as well as the performance of not seeing the world, but stiffening his face, made Yang Long easily confirmed. These people are basically impossible to be bandits from the Brotherhood of Defia.

"It looks like it's a wanderer nearby. But just in case," Yang Long thought for a moment. The fate of these people was decided, and he ignored the scattered people and hid at the entrance.

At the same time, Yang Long's perception was fully unfolded. If someone wants to leave quietly alone, then he is definitely the most suspicious person, and he naturally hopes that this kind of stupid person will appear, so that he can save a little effort.

However, the truth still made Yang Long a little disappointed, and almost half an hour passed, and when the night was about to hang in the sky, a group of twenty-seven people, no more, no less, reassembled, and walked out of the camp to the outside.

As the garrison of the clearance troops, although it is only a temporary third-rate unit, it still has a certain combat quality, and there is nothing left behind, which makes this group of people feel depressed without gain.

And it was not long after this group of people walked out of the camp with a scolding that Yang Long directly lifted the inferior camouflage technique and walked out of the hiding place with a big grin.

"After the tour, you should be satisfied. Yang Long's tone was flat, and he said to the group of people without care: "Then now you tell me, where is the leader of the Defia Brotherhood?"

This group of wanderers, with an average age of only in their early twenties, is rampant in the Western Wilderness Province, where the Brotherhood of Defia has wreaked havoc and the social order has basically collapsed, similar to Yang Long's gangster characters in his previous life, and they are very good at observing words and feelings.

When the old butcher suddenly appeared and walked towards their group, most of the twenty-seven wanderers, unconsciously feeling the fear in their hearts, they all pulled their legs and prepared to flee in all directions.

It's a pity that Yang Long has already been prepared for this situation, and as soon as the wanderers moved, a large number of bright flying knives appeared in his hand, and the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers and pulled out flashes of light.

Woohoo woo blah

Almost in a short period of time, every wanderer who had just taken a step, the patella of his left or right leg was accurately pierced by a flying knife, and they all hugged their legs and howled in pain: "Ahh

The flying knife stunt has accompanied Yang Long for a long time, and it has always been an invincible weapon in his hands, allowing him to kill thousands of enemies, and it is a high-speed, large-range attack method.

However, since coming to this world, especially after Yang Long's own strength has become stronger and stronger, in the face of an enemy whose strength has also become stronger, this kind of killing weapon is no longer enough to see.

For nearly a year after obtaining the dark energy, Yang Long has been familiar with the new dark energy every day, wanting to perfectly control the operation of the dark energy, so that it can be attached to the flying knife, so that the flying knife stunt can shine again.

It's a pity that the imagination is very beautiful, but the reality is very cruel.

After patiently cultivating for so long, Yang Long was able to barely manage it, relying on his own will to enter the kind of cyan dark energy explosion state that was visible to the naked eye and could make people crazy, and he was not yet proficient.

However, even the original throwing knife stunt is definitely not something that these wanderers can resist, and after taking this blow, everyone doesn't care about anything else, just hugging the wound and constantly yelling.

"Shut up. A little irritably, Yang Long did not give a loud order, and was directly drowned in one after another miserable howls, the old butcher did not hesitate to take out three flying knives and shot them out one by one.

Phew――

The first throwing knife flashed, and it accurately nailed into the forehead of the boy with the loudest scream, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a greasy face, and very simply extinguished his howl.

This kind of unhesitating killing method made several sharp-eyed wanderers almost bite their tongues, forcibly hold back their shouts, and look at Yang Long with a normal face trembling all over.

However, due to the darkness of the sky and the screaming of everyone, there were still nearly twenty wanderers, and they still did not stop the catharsis like killing pigs, so two other throwing knives also shot out one after another.

Whoa!

The voices of the two young men, who were second only to the deceased, and were in their early twenties, as if they had been kicked in the face, lay their heads on their backs with their heads facing backwards, and slammed heavily on the dirt floor, and suddenly they were silent.

This time, everyone else saw such a murderous scene, and it immediately achieved a deterrent effect, and every wanderer gritted their teeth tightly, covering their wounds and suffocating their faces, but no one made a sound.

"It seems that everyone has gotten to know each other. Yang Long showed a gentle smile, took out three flying knives again, looked at the oldest third-order professional among these people, and said, "Tell me what you know about the Defia Brotherhood. ”

This third-order professional, although he had been insulted a lot in the past, had never been hurt like this, and after hearing Yang Long's words, he instinctively reacted and asked, "You will let us if you say it."

Phew――

The flying knife that shot out of the lightning shot directly into the head of this professional, interrupting his unfinished words, and the professional who was fatally injured seemed to be very puzzled by Yang Long's shot, and the doubts in his eyes swallowed before they completely dissipated.

The wanderers watching from the side were even more frightened and trembling, and they were all trembling.

However, Yang Long did not stop asking, but turned his head to look at another young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but seemed unusually calm, and asked, "Do you know about the Brotherhood of Defia?"

"Yes, know!" The young man did not hesitate, opened his mouth and said a lot of information: "The Brotherhood of Defia, about ten kilometers to the northwest, is called "

Phew――

The cold light flashed, and another flying knife shot out, nailing deep into the young man's forehead, lifting his entire Heavenly Spirit Cover

(To be continued......)

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