The two mercenaries watched Shu Xingbei rush down the slope, knowing that it was not good, the duck in the beak was about to fly, so they both shouted loudly, "Shu Xingbei, don't run." ”

The mercenaries have a lot of experience in the field. Shouting in his mouth, his feet did not stop, and he rushed towards the north side of Shuxing.

Shu Xingbei ran to the forest at the bottom of the slope, stopped his steps, and turned to look at the two of them, with some playful smiles on his face.

However, under the mask, no one could see his smile.

"Count you as acquaintances," the mercenary Guo Feng raised his eyebrows, he glanced at his companion Lao Jiu, and the two separated, blocking Shu Xingbei one after the other.

"You miss my sea ants, don't you?" Shu Xingbei put the waterproof storage bag on his body on the ground and said slowly.

"Exactly," the old wine behind him clapped his palms, "It's better to hand it over yourself than to suffer a hard meal." ”

Old wine has a bit of buck teeth, and when he speaks, the two big yellow teeth are particularly eye-catching.

"Didn't you come out to salvage the ruins?" Shu Xingbei asked quietly.

"Boy, your words are a bit much," Guo Feng was unhappy, "It's better to hand over the sea ants than to lose your life." ”

"Okay. But you two, to whom shall I give it? I'll leave it to you, after all, you have to look more pleasing to the eye," Shu Xingbei said, taking a few steps towards Guo Feng.

Guo Feng smiled slightly, but he still did not relax his vigilance in his eyes.

Lao Jiu also heard Shu Xingbei's words, and couldn't help but be angry, "Boy, you want to die, right?" ”

"Yes," Shu Xingbei replied, and as soon as he gathered his feet, he turned around and ran down the hill again, rushing towards the old wine.

Lao Jiu didn't take Shu Xingbei in his eyes at all, he bent his waist, and a cold dagger was already in his hand.

Shu Xingbei took advantage of the downhill momentum to fly up and kick at Lao Jiu's head. Lao Jiu raised the dagger to stop it, but when the dagger slashed, he stabbed at Shu Xingbei's leg again.

This time it was hit, and Shu Xingbei was definitely crippled.

Guo Feng watched it for a long time, and he didn't worry about the old wine at all. Lao Jiu's skills, among the mercenaries they went out to do tasks, they can definitely rank in the top thirty.

Coupled with the number of battles in the Chiba Continent that have been born to the death, the old wine has already been experienced.

It can be said that the number of souls who died under the dagger of old wine far exceeded the age of old wine.

With this masked kid in front of him, will he be the enemy of the old wine?

Ask for your own hardships. This is Guo Feng's evaluation of Shu Xingbei.

Lao Jiu's dagger swiped the situation, and the shot was like lightning, thinking that Shu Xingbei was going to be hit. Unexpectedly, after Shu Xingbei kicked a flying kick, he took a step in the air, and the other kicked towards the face of the old wine.

"Mantis legs!" Old wine subconsciously withdrew the dagger. This kick is so powerful that it is impossible to block it with a dagger.

Years of life and death experience made Lao Jiu make the best choice, he took two steps back, raised his arms, and blocked Shu Xingbei's kick.

The light shoes that Shu Xingbei wore at his feet, which was also his choice after coming up from the sea. During the barbecue, he took off his diving suit, otherwise, it would not be conducive to fighting.

A heavy kick was slammed on Lao Jiu's arm, and Lao Jiu only heard a crisp sound from his arm, and he broke his bones.

And Shu Xingbei's castration continued unabated, and he still kicked in front of him.

The old wine is horrified.

He never expected that Shu Xingbei would have such tremendous strength. If this kick is hit, Lao Jiu is afraid that his facial bones will be kicked off.

In desperation, the old wine could only continue to retreat.

This retreat, the feet are naturally unstable. The old wine bone, who was standing halfway up the slope, rolled up and hit his head against the tree, and then stopped, his mind already buzzing.

"Old wine, be careful," the old wine who was about to stand up heard a scream from Guo Feng, he hurriedly rolled again, only to hear a bang in his ears, Shu Xingbei stomped on the position where he had just stayed, only to see smoke and dust flying there, broken branches and fallen leaves.

It's dangerous.

The old wine secretly rejoiced in his heart.

But before he could stand up, Shu Xingbei punched again.

"Boy, you, you're really afraid of you," the old wine was ashamed and annoyed. In just two faces, he has suffered a big loss under Shu Xingbei.

Lao Jiu is also a ruthless man, he stood up, his left hand supported the elbow of his right hand, pulled and supported, and the dislocated arm was teased by him.

"Come on," the old wine raised his hand at Shu Xingbei. He didn't believe that a fourth-level warrior couldn't beat a small kid in front of him.

Shu Xingbei's fist arrived quickly, but it was a little far away from the old wine.

"You're here to be funny, aren't you?" Lao Jiu shook his head, and he was also ready to fight.

"Stacked wave fist," Shu Xingbei roared, one punch came out, and the back punch was superimposed, but in the blink of an eye, Lao Jiu saw the fist shadow flying in front of him, and he didn't know how many punches Shu Xingbei had hit, he only felt that his face and ears were full of wind hunting, and the strong fist wind blew the skin of his face with a faint pain.

Wrong. This kid's fist is wrong.

Lao Jiu was thinking about turning passive into active, Shu Xingbei had already finished fourteen punches, and the last punch hit hard, and Lao Jiu had no choice but to defend it.

After a bang, Lao Jiu screamed miserably, and his newly injured arm cracked again, and his arms drooped down, and he couldn't use any strength at all. And Shu Xingbei's fist style did not decrease, and it hit him heavily in the chest.

The old wine was sweet in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood arrows shot out.

"Old wine," Guo Feng knew that it was not good, and he had already quickly ran towards this side.

When he arrived, Lao Jiu was already sitting on the ground, blood still bubbling out of his mouth, "Okay, so ruthless," Lao Jiu muttered, his expression seemed to be smiling rather than laughing, as if crying rather than crying.

He planted. It was planted in the sea outside the continent of Chiba. This is something that Lao Jiu never dreamed of before he came out to do the task.

"You're a first-class martial artist?" Guo Feng looked at Shu Xingbei with a solemn expression.

He had to ask.

If Shu Xingbei is really a first-level martial artist, then he Guo Feng is not Shu Xingbei's opponent.

"I'm not," Shu Xingbei replied lightly, "but no, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"What do you mean?" A bad thought flashed in Guo Feng's heart.

"I mean, since you want my things, then you have to pay the price," Shu Xingbei never thought that he would let them go.

When he encountered White Tiger Hall, White Tiger Hall was decisive in killing him, and never thought of letting him go. Since these two people have fallen into their own hands today, don't think about it.

"We admit it!" Guo Feng replied without thinking about it, "I still have 50 gold coins on hand to buy my life." ”

Shu Xingbei was happy, "Your things were originally mine. ”

"Shu Xingbei, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. I don't know who you are, I guess you also know the Chiba Continent, letting us go today is equivalent to making two of us friends," Guo Feng witnessed the confrontation between Shu Xingbei and Lao Jiu, and he asked himself, Lao Jiu is not Shu Xingbei's opponent, and neither is he.

"No need. Friends like you, I can't climb high," Shu Xingbei had already rushed towards Guo Feng before he finished the last few words.

Guo Feng was shocked.

He turned his head and ran, but he was half a beat slower than Shu Xingbei.

Guo Feng ran in front, and Shu Xingbei followed behind.

Hurry, must be fast, Guo Feng had a voice in his heart shouting loudly.

But he was thinking too much.

The reason why Shu Xingbei spent so many moves to win the old wine was originally to confuse Guo Feng. He wanted to give Guo Feng an illusion, that is, he could have a few tricks with Shu Xingbei.

Now that Guo Feng has lost his fighting spirit, Shu Xingbei will naturally not hide it anymore.

Communicating with the power of nature in his heart, Shu Xingbei quickly twisted the power he had absorbed together, and then swung a fist at Guo Feng's back.

With one punch, Guo Feng, who was running up the slope, was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

Shu Xingbei gasped, took three steps and made two steps forward.

Guo Feng lay on the ground, motionless.

When he approached cautiously, Shu Xingbei saw a pool of blood on the ground where Guo Feng was lying on his stomach.

"It's not going to be dead, is it?" Shu Xingbei overturned Guo Feng with his foot, only to see that this guy's eyes were wide open, his face was bruised, and he didn't breathe at all.

"It's really not beaten, wipe," Shu Xingbei scolded and flipped through the things on Guo Feng's body. Sure enough, Guo Feng had 50 gold coins in his pocket, which was packed in a small cloth bag and sewn on the inside of the camouflage uniform.

Other than that, a lighter and a bullet.

Shu Xingbei often pondered about bullets during this time. This bullet was another one he had never seen, and he took it in his hand and turned around, and Shu Xingbei noticed that there were also words written on it, "Signal Flare".

Is it used to transmit signals?

As soon as Shu Xingbei thought of this, he immediately realized one thing.

Not good.

He quickly found the waterproof storage bag he had just lost, and ran towards the old wine.

Guo Feng has signal flares, and old wine must also have it. As soon as the guy catches his breath, he might be able to send out the flare.

Therefore, he must be killed before the old wine reacts.

Shu Xingbei carried a long knife and walked in front of Lao Jiu.

"You, you win, win," the old wine struggled to squeeze out a few words.

Shu Xingbei raised his knife and mercilessly chopped off Lao Jiu's head.

Then he groped around the headless corpse again.

Another 50 gold coins, plus a flare and a lighter. Something a little more than Guo Feng was that the old wine was carrying a small iron pot.

Unscrewed the lid of the pot, and the smell of wine came to my nose.

The man just called this guy Lao Jiu, and presumably the flask he carried with him was the origin of his nickname.

Shu Xingbei didn't care much about these two corpses, found the barbecue that he had just lost, took it to the beach and fed the halberd whales, then hurriedly changed into a diving suit, took Xiao Si, and went forward due east again.

Half an hour after Shu Xingbei left the island, a mercenary found the island. They immediately found the bodies of their two companions.

"This, is it Guo Feng? Who is that headless one? The mercenaries were amazed. The people who dare to attack the mercenaries of the White Tiger Hall are very few, even on the Chiba Continent.