Chapter 383: Senior archer? ! (1)

The head of the mercenary group, glanced at the mercenary under his command, and looked at Shen Yanxiao who had already walked to Dulang. Some unbelievable looked up and down the little guy who seemed to be weak. I can't believe how these brawny under my own hands were actually injured by such a small doll.
"Are you really sure that she is? Isn't it a wolf or a dulang?" It's not that he doesn't believe in his own hands, but it's just too ridiculous.
Last night, I sent a few mercenaries to hunt Warcraft. I knew that I had just been out of the camp and I was nailed to the trunk. If I didn’t get up early today, I went to the forest and watched it. A group, I am afraid of my own group of men, and now still drifting in the trees.
But what he didn't even think about was that these people actually said that they were nailing the oil bottle of the cave wolf mercenary group that was nailed to the tree!
Don't tease, who doesn't know the oil bottle, only about 13 years old, the small arm and the calf do not have a little fighting power, Du Lang also sent a wolf among the seven wolves to protect her safety, so a hand-free chicken The power of the devil, can actually hurt several adult strong men?
Although the strength of these mercenaries is not very strong, it is not an easy task to deal with a little devil.
As a result, they not only did not know how to use each other, but instead they were nailed to the tree by the other party, and they lost their faces to their homes.
"Head, really is her, we are absolutely not mistaken, we can lie to you, last night is this little ghost and we hit, she is not as harmless as it seems, just a blow, just I hanged all of us up the tree, and threatened us not to shout, or we will shoot through our heads." The mercenaries cried, this was a very shameful thing, but their head But they don’t believe in life and death. They have to reaffirm their embarrassing past and tears.
"Wait!" The head of the group seemed to hear a certain point. He immediately turned his head to look at his own hand and cautiously asked: "You said that she only used one blow?"
How can it be?
Yesterday, the people he sent were obviously as many as ten people. Even if the little devil really has any skill, it is impossible to nail all ten people in the tree within one attack!
The mercenaries bitterly said: "It’s a blow. We don’t know what her power is. It’s like she took a dark long bow from the ring and put ten on the bowstring. The arrow, facing us, was shot and brushed. We didn’t react at all, and people were already hanging on the tree."
Until now, they have not understood how their group of people came to the tree.
The speed of the arrow is too fast.
The head of the group was frowning. The arrows on these people were hand-picked. Each arrow left only the tail of the arrow, and the rest went through the shoulders, nailed into the trunk, and each arrow They have avoided important parts of the human body and only hurt the flesh, but they will not leave any sequelae.
At first, he only thought that the other party was a powerful archer. He wanted to teach his own men before he could shoot, but he did not expect that the archer was actually a drag bottle in the cave mercenary group.
What he didn't even think about was that the ten precise and arrogant arrows were actually shot!