They no longer dare to guess how strong Yi Ran is.
Just the fact that it can make the spirit-level monsters bow their heads is beyond their imagination.
"Little friend Yiran, what do you need us to do?"
Wu Laosan is quick to talk and straightforward, but he acts more freely and freely.
Yiran looked at the boiling hot soup in the pot, feeling unspeakable depression in his heart.
He said almost subconsciously:
"Do you want revenge?"
"Revenge" is such a heavy and unrealistic word.
The four of them put down the broth in their hands at the same time and stared at Yiran's eyes, trying to understand the deep meaning revealed in Yiran's words.
"Revenge must be taken!"
Wu Laosan roared loudly, his whole body filled with murderous aura.
But as soon as he finished shouting, his momentum weakened, he lowered his head and murmured in low spirits, crying:
"But our strength is like ants in their eyes!"
Wu Laoer's eyes were filled with a strange brilliance, and he looked at Yiran with piercing eyes.
“Where there is a will, there is a way, and hard work pays off.”
"I believe there is always justice in the world, and I am willing to seek justice for you!"
"I just hope that people in the world will not feel cold for this world!"
Listening to Yiran's words, Wu Laoer's eyes became brighter and he murmured:
“Where there’s a will, there’s a way…”
"All your hard work pays off..."
As he spoke, Wu Laoer's eyes were filled with tears again, and he cried heartbrokenly:
"All we ask for is that we will be rewarded for our efforts, but with this little hope, we still need our little friend to seek justice for us."
"Is there no room for justice in this world?"
Mr. Wu patted Mr. Wu on the shoulder and said bitterly:
"Second brother, let's listen to little friend Yiran and see what your plans are."
Yiran nodded slightly, and his eyes became serious:
"Do you know the power behind this guy? If you don't know, you will have to work hard to find out."
Boss Wu immediately responded:
"He just said that it is a force from Nanshan City called the Zhantie Mercenary Group."
"The Zhan Iron Mercenary Group is usually arrogant and domineering and feels superior to others."
"Because their power is extremely strong, the weakest members are all fifth-level seven-stars and eight-stars, and they are expected to be sixth-level."
"What really keeps them standing is because of their three captains."
"It is said that the Grand Captain Zhan Tie has become a strong man in the middle stage of the Spiritual Stage. The Second Captain Zhan Jin and the Third Captain Zhan Yin are all strong men in the early stage of the Spiritual Stage."
Listening to Boss Wu's introduction, Yi Ran nodded lightly and said:
"The power of three spiritual beings is indeed enough to dominate an area."
At this time, Boss Wu continued:
"The guy who died, Jia Hu Tong, was just a squad leader, but he possessed earth-level martial arts that could produce strange phenomena."
"Maybe the three captains also have such a trump card, little friend Yiran, if we really want to start a war, you have to be careful."
Yiran pinched her nose and said sadly:
"Earth level martial arts, it's so amazing."
"Okay, let's go back to the city tomorrow. Just leave the rest to me. You can just wait for the news."
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The next day, just when everyone was about to leave, the blue bird came back again.
Standing in front of Yiran, it spat out the space ring with disgust.
It was shaking its slender neck and kept saying "garbage, garbage, magic core, magic core".
Its meaning is very clear, it is to exchange the pair of space rings from Yiran for the magic core.
The two magic cores of the black jade frog made him jealous for who knows how long!
Yiran asked Boss Wu and the others to leave first, while he put away all the space rings, and then took out the body of the black jade frog in the middle spiritual stage.
In the Blue Bird's almost crazy impulse, Yiran cut out the magic core of the Black Jade Frog and threw it to it.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp..."
The bluebird was as happy as a child, constantly chirping sweetly.
As its aura continued to surge, just as Yiran was leaving, the Blue Bird said eight words besides "The garbage belongs to you, and the magic core belongs to me."
"Thank you, thank you!"
It wasn't until Yiran was far away that the Blue Bird, which was still shaking its slender neck, jumped into the depths of the Warcraft Forest, like a shy little girl.
Soon Yiran caught up with Boss Wu and his party.
Mr. Wu had a broken arm, Mr. Wu had broken arms and legs and relied on makeshift crutches to walk. Mr. Wu was even drained of energy and blood, and his body was shaking when he walked.
As a result, Wu Lao Wu's body wrapped in a straw mat was carried on the back of the magician Wu Lao Er.
The five of them walked out of the Warcraft Forest step by step and walked back to Nanshan City for two days and two nights.
The already weak people shouted "Brothers will take you home, brothers will take you home" as they walked.
That's how a few people finally walked back to Nanshan City.
However, Wu Laosan and Wu Laosi, who had relied on Yiran's elixir to recover, lost half of their lives again and began to have high fevers and bleeding from their wounds.
But Yiran didn't stop them, because only in this way would they keep their hatred in their hearts.
Even Yi Ran, as a bystander, could see clearly such blood feud and this world without justice!
When Mr. Wu and others were sent home, Yiran saw their wives who were clothed and inspecting food.
Seeing their sorrow and their endless tears, Yiran felt sad and helpless.
On the contrary, it was Wu Laowu and the others who were comforting their wives and Wu Laowu's wife who could not come back.
"Brothers and sisters, from now on you and your nephew will be taken care of by us." This was the only way they could think of to comfort them.
The words of this sister-in-law.
After hearing the tragic news of the Wu family, many of the same civilian monks came to visit.
Most of them only met friends after drinking in that small wine shop, but after getting acquainted, they became more and more attached to each other.
They were of ordinary origins, had ordinary cultivation, and lived close to each other. These similarities brought them together.
When it's bitter, you drink when you're tired; when it's sweet, you laugh and kill monsters.
They all went through an extremely difficult journey, but they had the determination to continue on.
That road is the most valuable asset of their joint efforts.
After Wu Laowu's body was placed, these people were finally able to sit down and have a good talk with Wu Laowu and the others.
Because they all know that path, and they also know that the injuries on their bodies are not from Warcraft at all!
But when they talked about the dangers along the way and the villain they met who actually wanted to kill all the civilian monks who knew this road, they all fell silent.
Silence represents either death or explosion.
They have been able to persevere until today, and their beloved wife and children are their last belief.
If someone wants to cut off their way of life, then they will fight to the end.
Even though they are weak, they are so weak that they are not taken seriously by those people at all.
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While Boss Wu and the other civilian monks were talking about what was going to happen next, Yi Ran had already left silently.
Since it is something that should be done, it should be done with all your heart and soul!
Nanshan Restaurant is one of the few restaurants in Nanshan City that has more than one floor.
This alone is enough to illustrate its unique status among the many restaurants in Nanshan City.
Yiran, who was wearing white plain clothes and carrying a wooden sword on his waist, attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the door.
The waiter, who had quick eyes and quick hands, walked quickly to Yiran, bowed his head and said to Yiran in an extremely flattering manner:
"Young hero, do you want to stay in a hotel or drink?"
Yi Ran walked to an empty table, slapped the Peach Blossom Sword on the table and said carelessly:
"Give me the best wine and the best meat!"
When the waiter saw the ancient wooden sword on the table, his expression suddenly turned ugly.
At first I thought he was a young master from some family, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a street vendor using a wooden sword to make ends meet!
"A guy who pretends to be a member of a noble family and refuses to get a good sword dares to come to our Nanshan Restaurant to embarrass himself!"
It's just that the waiter didn't say a word. He just opened his mouth and was pulled aside by the shopkeeper who knew his temper.
"Young hero, good wine and meat will be brought to you right away!"
After saying that, he took the waiter and walked towards the inner room.
"Shopkeeper, can that guy with the wooden sword be a distinguished guest? Aren't you afraid that he will refuse to pay after eating?"
The shopkeeper had a weird smile on his face and a ruthlessness that was completely different from the previous kindness, and he said greedily:
"It's good to default on the debt. I'm just afraid that he won't default on the debt."
"Hehehe... wooden sword, I don't know the material of the sword, but the scabbard..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, a whole section of fifth-level spiritual material Tianhuang Qinan is worth 300,000 gold coins or 500,000 gold coins!"
Listening to the shopkeeper's words, the waiter's jaw dropped immediately.
Whether it was fifth-level spiritual materials or three hundred and fifty thousand, these words were like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.
Then the waiter also laughed "hehehe" and couldn't stop drooling and lay down.
Since you dare to build a three-story restaurant in Nanshan City and dare to name it Nanshan Restaurant, is there any problem with doing something that should be done like this?
Looking at the waiter who was still giggling, the shopkeeper slapped him on the head and said sadly:
"If you don't hurry up and deliver wine and meat, you will delay your business. Let's see how I deal with you!"
Even after being slapped, the corners of Xiao Er's mouth were still raised. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind:
"Fortunately, I have a sharp eye. I have slaughtered such a fat sheep. How much reward should the superiors give me!"
After being kicked in the butt by the shopkeeper again, the waiter came to his senses. He held the wine jar in one hand and the vegetable plate in the other and shouted:
"Young hero, the best wine and the best meat are here!"
Putting two plates of powerful and fragrant sauced meat on the table, the waiter opened the wine jar and filled a bowl of wine for Yiran without waiting for Yiran to do it.
Then he bent down and bowed his head and said:
"Young master, you have a good meal and drink. If there is anything else you need, please call me directly."
The waiter's posture was very low, but Yiran knew that he kept glancing at her Peach Blossom Sword.
Yiran drank the wine in the bowl, then took out a gold card with a face value of one hundred from the space ring, pressed it on the table and pushed it towards the waiter.
"Little brother, stop staring at my sword."
"For this hundred gold coins, you only need to answer one question from me."
The waiter's eyes flickered, constantly measuring something, and glanced in the direction of the shopkeeper again and again.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and put the gold card away, and whispered:
"Sir, if you have any questions, just ask them directly. I will tell you everything you know!"
Yi Ran nodded and continued:
"Do you know the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group and where to find them?"
As soon as the question came up, many people in the restaurant put their hands directly on their weapons.
There was a hint of hesitation in the waiter's eyes, and he asked slightly nervously:
"I wonder what the young master has to do with the Zhan Tie Mercenary Group?"
Yi Ran smiled and replied:
"Of course we are looking for a mercenary group to do business. I have a big deal with them."
"I heard that the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group is ruthless, which suits my taste, so I want to find their leader to collude with them on big things."
The waiter let out a long breath, and many of the monks in the restaurant also quietly released their hands holding their weapons.
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