Wen Jifei was on guard outside the combat area...but the security team of 12 people did not guard anyone from the beginning to the end.
He put away his gun, got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, turned around, listened to the noise in the distance, and said:
"It sounds like it's almost done. Just keep watching. I'll go in and see if I need help from this A-level master."
The few people in the logistics opened their mouths and gave up. Let him go. Anyway, they would definitely not be able to defeat him.
He turned on the device, but he was afraid of falling, so he didn't dare to speed up. He ran from the outside inward and followed the sound in the woods for a while. Wen Jifei stopped. He happened to see from a distance that he was surrounded by groups of more than forty people. A large piece of the body that had been chopped off suddenly began to self-destruct.
It has no choice but to self-destruct. Every part of its body has been cut to pieces.
On the spot, two groups of more than 40 people did not wait for the self-destruction to end and began to move to the other side of the battlefield.
Lao Jian took the lead and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth. There were dirt and grass blades on his back.
"Ouch, with such a huge advantage, why did Captain Lao still vomit blood?!" Wen Jifei looked surprised and couldn't help but muttered.
In fact, the actual situation was that Captain Lao was suddenly ambitious and used this big spear to train his troops, and then one of the recruits was too excited and accidentally moved and almost had an accident... Lao Jian gave him a hard blow, so , flew around and vomited blood.
"Commander...are you okay?" Wen Jifeng shouted as he took a few steps forward.
"You..." Lao Jian turned around and wanted to scold him and ask him how he could come here. After a pause, he finally decided to say: "I'm fine, it's a joke."
"What about Qingzi and the others?" Wen Jifei asked again.
"Over there," Lao Jian pointed the knife and said, "Don't come over here."
Then he dashed forward.
Isn't this because the situation on Qingzi's side is worrying?
Wen Jifei didn't dare to cause trouble and stood thinking for a while.
"Get down, get down quickly." After a while, Mira's voice came from not far away,
Wen Jifei was confused but quickly fell down.
"Kakakakakaka..."
The sound of the shuttle-shaped aircraft self-destructing and shattering followed immediately, still making people's teeth hurt, and then, there was a swishing rain of fragments in the woods.
This probably means that the big point on Qingzi's side was chopped off with just the front and rear legs until it self-destructed in despair... Otherwise, the aircraft would not have self-destructed together until the end.
After the rain of fragments ended, the scene began to collect the loot.
Wen Jifei picked up a few pieces of shrapnel along the way and threw them into the bag. He didn't take his own things... He turned around and looked up and found Han Qingyu who was sitting on the ground resting, and then Shen Yixiu and He Tangtang.
"Where's Wu Shi?"
"Huh? I didn't see it."
"No way, he thinks about fighting every day."
Hearing the conversation between Wen Jifei and He Tangtang, Han Qingyu thought about it and realized that it was right. Wu Shi had memorized the block diagram, and he was thinking and hoping for Da Jian to come every day so that he could fight.
In the situation just now, it was said that he would definitely come down to help. Even if he and Xi Mei didn't need his help, and the ganglao team was suddenly cut away, and someone was injured and confused, he would definitely come out.
"Two possibilities..." Han Qingyu muttered while thinking.
"He's lost." He Tangtang said, "But this is unlikely. As long as he can find the eighth block, he will definitely be able to hear the noise here."
Wen Jifei raised his head and rolled his eyelids at the same time, "Nothing will happen, right?! But what can happen if they are at the station?"
He couldn't answer this question, but Han Qingyu stood up anyway.
"Team Lao, we need to go back and take a look first."
"Ah, okay... everyone, hurry up." Lao Jian watched a few people go away, feeling suddenly uneasy and urging.
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Wu Shi was actually quite afraid of Wen Jifei. In Qingzi's words, there would always be a scoundrel in a group of people, but he couldn't deal with his scoundrel friends the most, so he was always bullied.
For example, every time Wu Shi wanted to ask someone to do something for him, but he couldn't do it, he would say that I am the little nurse Wen Ji. At that time, Wu Shi would get goosebumps all over his body, and he would feel helpless and depressed.
Unfortunately, the guy couldn't fight.
However, Wu Shi really hoped that Wen Jifei could be present at this moment. Anyway, he couldn't help Qingzi if he chopped off Da Jian... After all, he couldn't talk to Da Jian yet.
And if he were here, he could talk to these people, or even just from a distance, he could just run away after speaking.
He could probably talk them through.
Wu Shi thought seriously, feeling annoyed for the first time because of his stupidity. But before he could speak again, the thirty war slaves of the Yu clan who were already a little frightened were already driven by Yu Yindou and pounced on him again. Come.
They are being used as sacrifices to consume Wu Shi's fighting power...just like their status and destiny.
Three generations of built-in devices, eyes without hope.
It seemed to be my former self, maybe there were some differences, but it was very similar.
At the moment of the battle, the black spear shot out again, but in the end, it was just on the ground. He suddenly pushed himself. Wu Shi retreated violently, avoiding the siege and shouting at the same time:
"Master, Wu Shi invites you to fight!"
This sentence suddenly popped into my mind.
Then it came out.
After the words fell, the thirty people in front paused almost simultaneously, and then turned their heads.
This rule exists. It was established as early as when the head of the Yu family was still called Yu Jinkui. Among the war slaves, if anyone can challenge the head of the family, he can escape from slavery and get a formal status and a good position. This It's probably a way Lao Yu's family uses to motivate and select talents.
When he established the rules, Yu Jinkui was very strong. It is said that some people did try, but they were far from achieving it. Gradually, no one tried again and they were no longer willing to give in.
Later, in Yin Dou's era, this matter seemed to have been forgotten for some reason, and no one ever mentioned it again, but the rule itself seemed to still be in place, and I didn't know when it was abolished.
The matter was suddenly brought up, and more than thirty people stood together, then turned back and looked at Yu Yindou.
At this moment, they turned back as war slaves to see if the family master still accepted a rule related to the fate of Yu's war slaves.
Does Wu Shi want to earn a free life for himself? Judging from the current situation, probably not, but it doesn't matter, because for the other war slaves present, at least in terms of this rule, they are on the same ground as Wu Shi.
It’s not that I was hoping that Wu Shi would win.
It’s just a rule, it’s best to be there.
In the eyes of his slaves, Yu Yindou felt that his majesty had been challenged for a moment, and he felt confused. Anger emerged before cunning.
The old man pointed his sword and angrily shouted:
"What did you say?!"
Leaning the end of the gun on the ground, he plowed away the earth and rocks. Wu Shi's retreating figure stood at the end of the deep mark on the ground. He looked up at Yu Yindou, without expression or tone, and said:
"Wu Shi, please fight to the death with me."
The tail of the gun was pulled out and some earth and rocks were brought out. Wu Shi stood there holding the diseased gun in his hand.
There was silence on the spot, with only thirty pairs of eyes waiting.
Yu Yindou took back the sword he pointed out, pointed out the other sword, and paused, "You rebel, how do you have the qualifications to follow my Yu family's rules now?!"
"Recording events is a slave. I don't know the year. Dogs and horses serve my orders. That's my qualification."
Wu Shi finished speaking.
There are more than thirty slaves present. Which one is not a slave who remembers everything, and his dogs and horses serve him? !
Yu Fengzi said: "Dad, then you should chop him down."
Miss Yu still clearly remembers the bull that her old father boasted a few days ago about killing Yuan Qing in three moves.
In fact, there should be no problem in beheading Yuan Qing to death, but as for killing him within three moves, Yu Yindou was actually mainly trying to appease the war slaves and boost morale. How could he know the specific moves?
Unable to get off the tiger, Yu Yindou gritted his teeth and jumped down from the big stone in front of the sentry with two swords in hand.
Wu Shi turned his hands, and the black spear turned around like a rhythm, drawing an arc, half behind him, half to his side...the gun body bowed into an arc.
