Chapter 1990 Crushing Tokens
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Chapter 1990 Crushing Tokens
"Captain Tiger Season, how can we have any rare treasures? Even if we do, as long as your Zhanhu mercenary group asks, I dare not give it to you?"
Under the watchful eyes, Yi Shuihuan took a step forward slowly, and said bitterly: "I hope that the regimental leaders will not believe in rumors for the sake of the information we have provided over the years."
"It's not based on the information you have given over the years, your station has long been flattened!"
Hu Ji snorted coldly, and then his voice suddenly became cold: "I will give you the last time to burn incense, and if you don't hand over the treasure, don't blame me for being cruel!"
Hearing this, the faces of many members of the Yihuo Mercenary Group in the square were full of panic.
They had already heard about the methods of the Zhanhu Mercenary Group. If they took action, blood would flow here.
Although the strength of the Yihuo Mercenary Group is not weak, compared with the overlord Zhanhu Mercenary Group in this area, it is obviously far from enough.
A saint-level powerhouse, placed among the human race, is enough to become the master of a holy land. With two holy-level powerhouses, the Zhanhu mercenary group has no force in this area that can compete with it.
"Several regiment leaders, we really don't have any rare treasures. The background of our mercenary group is here. You can take it away, and I can let the regiment leaders dispose of it. Your Excellency has a large number of family members who can spare our mercenary group, they are innocent."
A look of helplessness appeared on Yi Shuihuan's face, and there was a hint of pleading in his voice, and he said to Hu Chi and others on the stage.
"Ying Shuihuan, are you qualified to negotiate terms with us?"
However, as soon as his voice fell, another holy-level powerhouse sitting on a chair suddenly snorted coldly, and a great holy power suddenly swept out.
"Deputy head, I dare not wait, but in our mercenary group, there is really no..."
Under that holy prestige, Yi Shuihuan's complexion also changed drastically.
However, before his words fell, the holy power was violently suppressed, and finally hit Yi Shuihuan heavily.
"Pfft!"
Under this holy prestige, Yi Shuihuan's mouth suddenly spewed out blood, and his figure was as if he had been severely injured, and he was ruthlessly blown away by dozens of feet.
But as soon as his figure stopped, the terrifying holy power directly condensed into a giant hand, grabbed it, and threw it back fiercely.
"Captain!"
Seeing this, several members of the Yihuo Mercenary Group quickly stepped forward to help him up. There was a touch of anger in the depths of their eyes, but because of fear, they did not dare to show it.
Among the figures supporting Yi Shuihuan, there was an extremely small figure, it was the young man who had sold information to Qin Yichen in Zhanhu Tavern...Yi Yun.
Looking at the sluggish Yi Shuihuan, Yi Yun had a complex look on his face, and he clenched his palms in his sleeves, as if he held a token in his hands.
"Don't treat us as fools, give you one last chance, hand over the key, I can let you go."
Facing the reaction of those mercenaries who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, a look of contempt flashed across the face of the saint-level powerhouse. resounded.
Yi Shuihuan's face was pale, and there were blood splatters from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, even though he was a strong man at the peak of the Zun level, he still looked so vulnerable under the hands of a strong man at the holy level.
"I've already said that our mercenary group really doesn't have what you said."
Yi Shuihuan raised his head slowly, fixed his eyes on the figure with terrifying pressure, and said with difficulty.
"It's full of lies, it seems that you think I won't do it!"
The saint-level powerhouse stood up slowly, and a cold look gradually appeared on his face.
"Crack!"
At this moment, Yi Yun gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help crushing the token in his hand.
"Um?"
The slight sound was immediately noticed by the saint-level junior powerhouse. He narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his sleeves, and a terrifying force swept out, directly hitting the person next to Yi Yun. Several mercenaries gave Zhenfei.
"Little boy, what did you do just now?"
Within the range of a few feet, only Yi Yun was left, and the eyes of the saint-level powerhouse also fell on him, and a voice full of coldness also resounded.
Under this questioning, Yi Yun's body couldn't help but took two steps back, and the broken powder from the token fell from his sleeve.
"Hey, did you call for the rescue?"
Seeing those white powders, a look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the holy-level powerhouse, and immediately, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.
Even if this little brat really called for rescue, so what? In this region, who dares to interfere with the affairs of their Zhanhu Mercenary Group?
However, Yi Yun's small gesture, in their opinion, is simply offensive.
"Om..."
As the voice fell, Shengwei swept out, and finally turned into a huge sole, and then stomped fiercely on Yi Yun's head.
"ah……"
Seeing this scene, screams suddenly resounded in the square. Look at the fluctuations in the color of the soles of that holy prestige, if stepped on, Yi Yun might turn into a pile of blood immediately!
Listening to those screams, the cold expression on the face of that holy junior powerhouse became more intense.
However, what is surprising is that when the sole of the foot transformed by Shengwei was only half a meter away from the top of Yiyun's head, it suddenly stopped. resounded.
"If you step on it, your entire mercenary group will be buried with you..."
This plain voice echoed on the square, and when they heard the domineering words inside, all the screams were involuntarily silenced, and everyone's eyes glanced around. , full of complex emotions.
Let the Zhanhu mercenary group be buried with him?
Who is it that dares to say such arrogant words?
However, what was surprising was that Hu Chi's expression changed slightly the moment the voice sounded. The saint-level powerhouse beside him snorted coldly, but the soles of his feet did not fall any more, but slowly retracted.
"I don't know which friend is here. This is a matter of my Zhanhu mercenary group. I hope my friend will not meddle in other people's business."
The eyes of the holy-level powerhouse scanned slowly, but what made his heart sink slightly was that he couldn't find the trace of the person who spoke.