Chapter 012: A Shocking Assassination
Somewhere in the recreation area.
One man and one tiger were eating, and while they were quietly communicating, Gubila pulled his collar very high, although the portrait of the Margo family bounty was not particularly similar, he was still a little worried.
"Boss, it's too dangerous, I don't know who the enemy is, and there's no one outside to help. Let's leave immediately, don't worry about fighting Warcraft, and go to the academy to talk about it. â
"Okay, are you really okay?"
"It's nothing, I'm just being attacked by mental power, and I'm just fainting all of a sudden. â
"That's good. â
One man and one tiger immediately set off, crossed the long street, and went directly to the high-speed rail of the passenger transportation center.
As soon as he got into the car, Gubila collapsed on the soft seat and immediately felt a burst of sleepiness, coupled with the pain in his back, he explained a small dingdong, closed his eyes and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't go to bed until he was hungry, ate some dry food, and found a bottle of potion in the storage bag, which was the medicine that Spinach had given him for bruises.
"Xiao Dingdong, you help me with some medicine, I still feel very painful. Gubila took off her heavy black satin jade waistcoat and cloth armor and lay down on her seat.
"Wow, boss, you still have a big footprint on your back!" Ding Dong said in surprise, pouring out the potion and carefully rubbing it for him.
"It can kick me two hundred meters away, and I'm still wearing such a heavy black satin jade vest, this time it's a small life. Gubila recalled that she was afraid for a while, and suddenly raised her head, "No, the attack power of that kick is so strong, I can still jump alive?"
Xiao Dingdong also felt strange, and flipped over the cloth armor he had taken off, "Could it be this this cloth armor?"
"Absolutely, I can't imagine that I will accidentally harvest a set of good things. Gubila sighed.
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The high-speed rail does not have a direct flight to the imperial capital, so it can only go one station at a time. This stop is Kezhou City, although it is also a big city in the middle of the empire, but it is barren and poor, the mountains in the territory are towering, there are many monsters, and there are often monster disasters, and the lives of ordinary people are difficult to guarantee, and it is a notoriously backward state and province in the empire.
But there are a lot of martial artists who come to Kezhou, and like Lehuo Town, at least seven or eight out of ten people are martial artists.
Gubila got off the bus and didn't buy a ticket and left for the next stop, walking on the deserted street, finding a shop and buying a map, and heading to the local Wumeng Square.
Because he was going there to get the money - the gold coins ran out, and only the golden tickets remained.
"Wow, the Wumeng Square here is bigger. â
Gubila was shocked, the vast square in front of her was at least five times the size of the small town of Lohas! The leisure area is also crowded, all the benches are full, and there are many martial arts cultivators on the ground who are sitting in a heap to rest.
"Sure enough, where there are many demonic beasts, the larger the Wumeng Square, the more martial arts cultivators. â
Gubila sighed that if he hadn't been hunted down, he would definitely stay and fight the monster for a few days. After a round around the recreation area, it was not long before I found the bank branch.
"Changtian Bank, that's it. â
There are bank branches in every Wumeng Square, and the richest people in the world are undoubtedly the group of martial artists.
Gubila took out five golden tickets and handed them to the waiter, taking out five thousand gold coins.
"Dear guests, please walk slowly. â
The beautiful waitress respectfully bent over to see her off, although five thousand gold coins is not a lot, but it is enough for an ordinary family's expenses for a few years, and a small teenager took out so much money without blinking her eyes, which made her a little surprised.
Then Gubila went to the bakery to replenish food, and when she came out, she just caught a glimpse of the huge message board display, frowned, and subconsciously pulled up her collar.
"Kezhou has also boarded the ......"
Gubila looked around vigilantly, there happened to be a barbershop, thought for a moment, and walked straight in......
Twenty minutes later.
"Hahahaha, boss, it's so ugly to cut this inch, you look like a fool!"
"Dead Tiger, smile and cut your hair too!" Gubila roared angrily, he had thick hair since he was a child, although it was not very long, but it covered his ears, and now he cut it as short as Ji'an, and the cold wind blew cold, and he felt very unaccustomed.
"No matter how much I cut it off, I'm still a handsome and dashing little tiger, how ugly is you. Tinker Dong scoffed.
"Shameless!" Gubila countered.
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Passenger Terminal.
When Gubila arrived, the last train had already departed for a few minutes.
"It will take five hours for a five-star box seat and ten minutes for a regular seat, which one shall we sit?" asked Gubila with a shrug.
Xiao Dingdong said: "It's better to wait for the five-star one, the ordinary seat is terrible." â
"Okay, then let's go back to Wumeng Square first. Gubila nodded, the passenger transportation center is also very close to Wumeng Square, ten minutes away.
"Xiao Ding Dong, wait for me to see the Wumeng plaque, if I fall asleep, don't run around, wake me up when the car almost starts." â
Gubila suddenly remembered that Ah Tangge had told him that the Wumeng plaques in each place had different artistic conceptions, and he wanted to try it.
Back at Wumeng Square, Gubila found a place and immediately sat down to come to his senses.
"If you look closely at the handwriting, it's really different from your hometown, and if the artistic conception is also different, then what is the drill. â
Gubila stared at the Wumeng plaque, a little expectant in her heart. The artistic conception of Lohas Town seems to be splitting, sweeping, stabbing, cutting, slashing, and piercing several basic attacks, so what is here, will it also be a sword?
Seconds passed, and in the blink of an eye, a few minutes had passed.
"Hey, there's no reaction," Gubila muttered secretly, "what's going on, it used to take two or three seconds to trigger it." â
Gubila shook her head vigorously and continued to stare at the Wumeng plaque.
However, another ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, and still no response.
"What's going on?"
Gubila frowned, it has always been very easy to trigger in her hometown, it is only a matter of seconds, where has she tried for more than half an hour and there is still no response, and she can't help but feel anxious and irritable.
"No, I'm going to calm down. â
Gubila looked at the dedicated martial artist beside her, exhaled, adjusted her mentality, and continued to stare at the plaque.
Minutes and seconds passed.
I don't know how long it took, Gubilla, who seemed to have settled down, suddenly felt a buzz in her head, and everything in front of her disappeared in an instant, leaving only a vague shadow, stabbing forward with a long sword!
Sword after sword, the action is the same!
It seems to be slow, but it seems to be as fast as lightning! The moment the long sword stabbed out, the tip of the sword erupted with a violent energy, like an arrow off the string, piercing through the haze in the darkness!
"It's a stab!"
Gubila was shocked, but unfortunately he only watched it for the fifth time before his mental power was exhausted, and his eyes closed and fell to the ground.
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When Gubila woke up, it was night, the Wumeng Square was brightly lit, and there were still so many martial artists around. Xiao Dingdong is munching melon seeds leisurely on the side at the moment.
"Bastard tiger, why don't you wake me up, the train has already started at this time, and I can't go tonight!" Gubila said in a low anger.
Xiao Dingdong glanced at him with disdain, and said, "Is it so easy for you dead pig to wake up, this is a retreat area that is too loud and will make noise to others, what can I do?"
"Hey, this light ...... Ahaha, it's okay if you don't leave, I can continue to meditate, that thorn is too powerful. â
Looking at the lights around him, the dozens of strong lights next to the special plaque illuminated the plaque as clearly as daytime, Gubila instantly became happy, and immediately took out dry food to fill his stomach and continued to meditate.
This time, Xiao Dingdong was angry: "Bastard, don't you just sleep, you sleep all day long, and you still sleep at night, leave me bored to death!"
Gubila didn't bother to pay attention to him, staring intently at the plaque, but this time it didn't take much effort to trigger the image, and then in just a few seconds, he fell again.
"Muma, nothing but sleep!"
Dingdong scolded angrily.
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As a result, the next day, Gubila still didn't leave, he was really reluctant, the artistic conception was like that trick had deeply attracted him, and he had even given him a name: Shocking Stab.
"It's not right to stab it like this, and you have to twist your wrist slightly to the right. â
Gubila woke up and immediately walked to the edge of the square, recalling the movements of the artistic conception, and imitating the horse step again and again. Of course, he was trying with his bare hands, and if he pulled out the giant sword and danced around in the Wumeng Square, he would definitely be arrested and detained by the Wumeng guards.
There are many martial artists standing on the left and right, and they are also tirelessly imitating.
Obviously, these people have successfully triggered the artistic conception, and some martial artists who have not yet succeeded are watching from the side, their eyes full of envy. They were even more amazed when they saw Gubila and saw his childish face.
Some of them hang their heads and sigh, some of them are secretly rude, people are really angry compared to people, and this kind of thing is innate, and it is not that hard work can change it.
Gubila indulges in earth-shattering stabs and stays day after day.
He was afraid that Dingtone would be stuffy, so he ran to buy a stack of comic books and a lot of snacks to come back. The little tiger simply took out a quilt and rolled himself up, crossed Erlang's legs, ate snacks and read comics, but he was also happy.