Chapter 133: Heartache
"Okay. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Zeqi agreed.
"Well, in a moment you must give the money to him and stand a little to his right. Do you know why you did that?" said the old beast, gesturing with him in the direction of his position.
Zeqi shook his head, "I don't know. ”
"First of all, the bandit is insidious and cunning, and if you give money to someone else, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not cheat, so for the sake of insurance, give it to him. Secondly, if you stand a little to his right, the mercenary captain on our left and the other mercenary members will be able to see him. If he dares to do anything to you, our mercenary archers will be the first to strike back. The old beast said in a concerned voice.
"Huh?" Zeqi grimaced.
"But it's okay, it's okay. Just be cautious, be cautious. Hahaha. The old beast patted Zeqi on the shoulder and smiled.
"Yes, it's fine, just to be careful. The head of the mercenary group followed.
"Oh. ”
The old hides shoved five gold coins into Zechi's hand, and then he shouted to the mountain, "Gegil, we give the money." ”
"Send me the money!" shouted the one-eyed dragon Gil.
"Good!"
The old hides gave Zeqi a look. Zeqi nodded, clutching 5 gold coins, and slowly walked towards the mountain, his mind racing rapidly.
"A strong crossbowman who hides in a carriage but hides even from his companions, a sinister, cunning and untrustworthy old beast skin, a ruthless and ruthless mercenary leader, and a strange bandit leader who is not in a hurry for time. What the hell is going on?" Zeqi really couldn't figure it out.
"I'm too lazy to guess, let's think about how to leave for a while. ”
Zeqi pondered a countermeasure.
"Why did he walk so slowly. The leader of the mercenary group was anxious, turned his head to the old beast skin on the side and said, "Could it be that he heard what we just said?"
"It shouldn't be, at least the strength of a second- or third-level fighter must be able to hear so far. Well...... If this kid doesn't do what we say, ask your sniper archer to leave him an arrow. The old beast said in a cold voice.
"Good. ”
When Zeqi was about to reach the top of the mountain, a small leader of the bandits came over and stretched out his hand, "Bring the money." ”
Zeqi did not stretch out his hand holding the gold coin, but said loudly: "Our person in charge said that I have to hand it over to Gegil myself." ”
The old beast skin nodded with satisfaction, and said to the leader of the mercenary group: "That arrow is still aimed at Jiger, and the success rate of multiple arrows is more." ”
"Hmm. ”
On the top of the mountain, Gegil sensed the fluctuations of the magic elements in Xia Zeqi's body, and only found out that Zeqi was a quasi-fighter, and he himself was a third-level fighter, so he naturally did not take the quasi-fighter in his eyes.
"Let him come. Gegil commanded his subordinates.
The bandit made way for Zegi, who went all the way to the opposite side of Gegil and blocked him.
At the foot of the mountain, the old beast skin whispered, "Damn, tell him to lean on the right side of Gergil." ”
"He's not going to forget, this stupid hat. The leader of the mercenary group glared angrily, only to wait for Zeqi to reveal the left half of Gegil's body.
"Just wait and see. The old beast skin gritted his teeth.
At this time, the one-eyed dragon Gil of the mountain stretched out his right hand to Zeqi and said, "Give me the money." ”
Zeqi didn't move, but asked, "Gergil, have you ever known White?"
"White, White!" said Gergil, his eyes wide, "who are you?"
Zeqi didn't answer, but moved half a step to his left.
"Well done!" the old fur applauded. At this time, the commander of the mercenary group also quickly gave the order to snipe
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several extremely fast arrows left the string.
Zeqi had just finished moving half a step, and said lightly, "You're dead." ", and then immediately moved a few steps in a row. Several arrows passed him, and then instantly shot Gergil in the head, heart, and other places. Gergill was killed instantly.
"Boss!" The bandits panicked.
"All bows and arrows ready, release the arrows!" the leader of the mercenary regiment gave the order to shoot at the regiment.
"I'm not going to play with you. The thorn vine loosened from Zeqi's waist and threw it forward, and the thorn vine hung on a tree.
Then he pulled and swung, kicked away the two bandits who stood in his way, and drifted to the other side of the mountain, dodging the scattered bows and arrows of the mercenary group.
With his mind in control, he retracted the thorny vines to his waist, and he ran away as fast as he could from the other end of the mountain.
At this time, the bandits on the hill began to drop stones and logs downward.
The fur caravans and mercenaries fled to the other side of the wagon, but the rocks and logs still wounded a number of people.
After a few rounds of rolling stones and logs, the mercenaries began to storm the mountain. The bandit did not waste the advantage of diving downwards and also rushed downward.
Despite the fierce battle here, on the other side of the mountain, Zeqi only cared about running all the way without looking back, and several bandits who pursued him were soon thrown far away by him.
"Hey, there's ...... on the hill ahead."
Zeqi fixed his eyes and saw that on the mountain opposite him, a group of about five or six hundred bandits was rushing in his direction violently, led by a burly man with black thorny armor wrapped in his body, walking wildly. That's right, he used to walk, but even if he used to walk, he was still at the front of most of his body higher than others.
"Could it be Boris the Mobster's gang of bandits?" Zeqi was surprised, he finally understood the reason why Gegil was not in a hurry just now.
"The hides and caravans and mercenary groups are dead. Zeqi thought to himself. But none of that had anything to do with him, he turned around and began to run to the left.
Ran wildly for a while. Suddenly, he remembered the young female magician with a high nose and a smile that would reveal sweet dimples, and his heart ached.
"But I can't help it. That's all he could tell himself, and he quickened his run.
====================================
Thank you again to all readers for their support of Otherworldly Train 1. Thank you for accompanying me all the way, writing is lonely, because with your support, the Otherworldly 1 train is no longer lonely. In the end, I rolled all over the ground asking for tickets, asking for collections, and asking for rewards......