Chapter 40: Robbery (seeking collection!)

"Things that cannot be solved on the official side will inevitably turn into private fighting!"
Wu Ming looked at the direction of the county, but his mouth was sneer: "I attacked the caravan this time, a young impulsive, but the impression of sullen and sinister must be left. At this time, there must be a bunch of shouts." Staying in the family of Zhou, I want to kill me, so that I will suffer!"
"Zhoujia can mobilize more people than Wu family, weapons are better than Wu family, and even the masters recruited are more than Wu family. After hearing the news, they must do their best and go out of the nest... When..."
Wu Mingwang looked back to the mountains, and the continuous mountains were like beasts in the dark, with an indescribable danger.
"At that time, I will not turn, but I will go into the mountains and into the mountains! Let the public turn around!"
March marching, grain, ordnance, drugs are big problems, Zhou Jia will only think that Wu Ming is mad, and the death period is not far away, he must rise to catch up.
Wu Ming’s purpose is precisely here.
Although it is more than the resource consumption, I am definitely not the opponent of Zhou, but I have the plug-in of the main temple!
With the exchange of the main shrine, as long as the merits are enough, it is simply a golden finger with unlimited resources. In the mountains, this advantage is to be played more than a hundred times.
Of course, this consumption is also very scary.
Although the main shrine has food exchange, Wu Ming calculated that it would be a stone to the main shrine, and then consume the merits and bring it to the main world. This value is enough to buy forty or fifty stones in the big week.
But in the mountains, when the war is over, it is 100 yuan of stone, and you can't buy a stone grain! Needless to say, there are also a variety of medicines and ordnance supplements, which is completely worthwhile.
Of course, the first method is expensive, and the second is that only the apostles of the Lord God can use it.
Not every reincarnation, like Wu Ming, can make the main shrine a home, and want to go back.
According to Shanlan and Ling Guhong, after each mission, can there be an opportunity to heal and exchange, but also want to enter? Wait for the next task first!
Wu Ming also made a fuss this time, all the work was exhausted, and Zhou Jiajing was dragged in the mountains to catch up with the food.
The Zhou family is big, but the enemy is not only a family.
Once the losses are heavy, the Wu family can unite with other enemies, and they will continue to cut the flesh and blood.
"I really am such a vengeful person..."
Wu Ming looked at the night and couldn't help but laugh.
It is true that with the accumulation of the main shrine, it is not impossible to have the items that are suitable for the beheading tactics, or even take the life of the Zhou family.
However, when people come to the county town, the guards surround, the danger is very high. In the second week, the family has thousands of people. Even if they kill one, they can still launch the second and third homeowners!
Moreover, according to orthodox jurisprudence, the new owner must revenge for his predecessor, master the righteousness, and position can be stabilized.
In contrast to this, it is better to make Zhou Jiagenji directly pull up the case once and for all.
To be honest, this time is nothing more than a patrol inspection. The impact of the truth is much smaller than the assassination of a big tribe.
As long as they are not in the same order, the number of people who die underneath will not challenge the sensitive nerves of the meat eaters.
......
"Young master, the prisoners have already screened, thirty-two, of which five or six small leaders have been caught, and there is also a one-eyed dragon, saying that it is a cottage, and is willing to vote for it..."
Wu Ming came to the middle of the hall. Zhao Song was taken in by the captives. Everyone was tied with twine and his face was shocked.
"This official, I am willing to surrender, I am the second master here, I know the treasure buried by the great master...!"
The one-eyed dragon saw Wu Ming, and when his face was happy, he shouted.
"Noisy! Kill!"
Wu Ming brows a wrinkle, next to Wu Tiehu immediately sneered, a long knife fell, a human head flew up, blood is like a spring.
This cool scene, when the time is right, the people underneath are chilling.
"I don't see your treasure... It doesn't matter whether you are loyal or not. If you want to survive now, go ahead and cut down the hands and feet of these leaders..."
Wu Ming pointed to a few small heads shivering.
In fact, the thief fire is too unusual, which is nothing at all, just a routine move.
If even this is not willing to do it, it is natural to kill.
After a curse, screams, and mixed blood, there were only a dozen or so left in the hall.
"Very good... I need you to do one thing for me. After the event, this cottage, and even wealth, can be rewarded to you..."
Wu Ming smiled.
The two heads of the house and the leader can not naturally stay, otherwise these bandits must be time bombs.
But now, it can be used a little.
......
On the second day, the morning light was dim.
There is a thick fog in the mountains, and the birds are called insects. In the cold, a caravan is slowing down.
"Try harder!"
The executioner and the old-handed driver drove: "I have already missed Laba, but I can't be late. I will hand over the errands earlier and go back to the New Year!"
"After this spoon mountain, it is a horse!"
In front of the caravan, the rich face of the management smiled, looking at another bronze skin, like the man of King Kong: "This road will have to thank Song Wushi for holding!"
"You and I have been working together, what is it?"
Song Jingang’s eyes are like an eagle:
The three 18 villages in Yunping County, all of them recognize the flag of Zhou’s family. Although the group of Tianfeng on the spoon mountain is not too big, it is still good!

When the team passed a small mountain, the trees swayed across the tree, and a group of bandits hit the banner of the wind and killed: "Chong!"
They were panicked and the number of people was small. It was more like escape. The caravan guards were all laughing.
"Well? Not right!"
Song Jingang was a spirit, and immediately saw the first bandit collided with the guards, was cut down to the ground, and begged for mercy: "Grandpa is forgiving! Forgive! We are all forced!"
"what happened?"
Just when the guards were in a fog, another person appeared: "I am the person in charge of the inspection department, catching up with the wind and the wind, you must wait for yourself!"
This group of people is well-prepared, with a knife and a bow, straight down, the array is neat, it seems like a thousand horses.
"This is the military law! I have such a talent in the county inspection department?"
Song Jingang glimpsed.
This layer of official skin, obviously shocking quite a lot, several guards are collecting the knife, only the treasurer smiled and greeted up, ready to produce a blood.
"Well? No, how can we be so blind, everyone is on guard!"
After a glimpse, Song Jingang first reacted and shouted.
But in an instant, the patrol officers and officers on the opposite side were smirking, and raising their hands was an arrow.
Hey!
The arrows are like rain, and the unguarded guards have fallen into the ground. In an instant, two steels are made, and the wolf-shaped arrows with the barbs are killed from different directions to Song Jingang himself.
"Ah! Is it for me?"
Between the electric and the Flint, Song Jingang flashed sideways, and suddenly he retired a few feet, including a chest-retracted back. It turned out to be like a thin paper in an instant, avoiding two arrows.
puff!
But immediately, a blood flower still blooms from his shoulder.
"Good arrow method!" Song Jingang snorted: "The two arrows just deliberately forced me to hide, killer or this arrow?"
Hey!
Among the jungles, Wu Ming and Feng Han came out one after another and applauded: "The Song Wushi claimed that King Kong was reincarnation. This body training is really not a small thing. Even the refined wolf arrow made by the iron tire bow can only enter the meat three points...just ... poison?"
"poison?"
Song Jingang suddenly looked at it and saw a layer of dark green extension on his shoulder. However, he could not feel any itching pain. It seemed to be a numbness. He could not help but be a big man. Knowing this situation is the most terrible thing: "You are despicable." Little man!"
"In the battlefield, what are you mean and not mean? Everyone listens, one does not stay!"
Wu Ming screamed with a sigh of relief, and the shackles of the cold rushed out of the air, smashing the sky, and the claw winds successively fell: "Tian eagle thirteen hits!"
"Drink! King Kong!"
Song Jingang has a brain, and he seems to release a thin layer of golden light, fighting together with Feng Han.
It’s just that he’s slightly higher in martial arts, but he’s hurt and poisoned. He’s just in absolute disappointment and is forced to be unsuccessful.
"Haha... kill!"
On the other hand, Wu Tiehu and other three people formed a small triangle, as if the tigers generally tore open the line of defense, into the caravan, and slaughtered.
He has a sharp blade and has nowhere to go. In line with the military squad, he is invincible: "The son has a life, killing these people, and the goods are all returned to me, whatever you want, what are you waiting for?"
With him taking the lead, even killing two people, behind the battle Ding Xiangyong, is also gradually let go, red-eyed big kill.
Wu Ming was carrying a smashing arrow, and he did not move. He wanted to escape, but he was shot and killed.
Peng!
In the most central battle group, the two men exchanged their strengths and quickly retired. The appearance of Feng Han and Song Jingang was all bloody.
"If you do this, you are not afraid of my revenge in the Zhou family. Killing the good people is even more rebellious!"
Song Jingang drank, a plaque was shot on the wound, and he stopped bleeding.
"Haha... I am waiting for the wind and the wind, and there is no merit, you are killed by the bandits, what about us?"
Feng Han laughed, the same one was posted, and the spirit was shaken, once again.
‘This is not going to die! ’
Song Jingang’s heart yelled: ‘And...what is this sign, where did it come from? ’
The small reincarnation in his hand relied on Zhou’s relationship and took out the second blood before he got the life-saving thing.
Now I have seen the use of Feng Han’s improper use, and it has a deep and unpredictable feeling.
"go!"
At this time, I saw that the caravans around me had been almost slashed and killed, and the soldiers were defeated, and they could not help but chill.
call out!
A smashing arrow shot like a sacral bone, with the thighs in the middle and the blood mixed with dark green.
"In my poison arrow, I still want to run?"
There was a young voice behind Song Jingang’s ear, even if it was in a complete darkness.