Chapter 11 Killing

If possible, Zhang Tie very much hopes to get rid of these ferocious and disgusting demonized puppets, but if this is the case, then the mother worm of the puppet worm will immediately feel someone intruding, and his following plan will not be able to be implemented .

Therefore, while restraining those demonized puppets with the restraint technique, Zhang Tie knocked them all down with the fastest speed instead of killing them on the ground, and then the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness continued to flow towards the gods of the restraint technique. The runes, at a rate of a few seconds, continuously regenerated the chains of bondage in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he heard the footsteps of the group of demonized puppets behind him, the chains of bondage in Zhang Tie's consciousness were replenished again. Just like the first time, eleven chains of bondage were reacted by those demonized puppets. They all flew out before, freezing all the demonized puppets in the team behind.

Zhang Tie used the fastest speed to drag the more than twenty demonized puppets on the ground to a place that was not easy to be found and was close to the material warehouse, and then rushed into the camp of the demonized puppets. This material storage warehouse.

In the warehouse, Zhang Tie used the same method to completely freeze and paralyze the two teams of demonized puppets, and the entire material storage warehouse was completely opened to him at once.

Among all the military supplies, no matter the demon race or the human race, kerosene is an indispensable thing. In that material storage warehouse, Zhang Tie discovered the place where kerosene was stored there only by his sense of smell. place.

The kerosene was all packed in tin barrels that were as tall as half a person. There were thousands of those tin barrels, piled up like hills. Seeing these kerosene barrels, Zhang Tie took out his dagger without saying a word. , at the speed of a torrential rain, hundreds of openings were silently opened on every kerosene barrel he could see.

As soon as the opening on the tin bucket was opened, the kerosene inside gushed out.

The kerosene barrel here is leaking kerosene, and Zhang Tie over there is not idle, holding a kerosene barrel of several hundred kilograms in one hand, opening the lid of the kerosene barrel, and running in this material warehouse, Pour that fuel all over the place.

In this material warehouse, besides kerosene, there are other materials. Zhang Tie saw a lot of food, wood, equipment, military uniforms and the like. Pour the kerosene all over the fire oil barrel, if two barrels are not enough, then add two more barrels...

After pouring ten barrels, Zhang Tie dropped the oil barrel and ran outside the material warehouse.

"Those bastards of the Senel family, are you ready for the bonfire party?" Looking at the tents in the central area of ​​the big camp in the distance, Zhang Tie smiled coldly, took out the lighter and went to the oil line a little.

As the flames on the oil line rushed to the distance like a fuse, Zhang Tie's figure also submerged in the darkness again.

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Two minutes later, amidst a huge explosion, the place where the kerosene barrels were piled up in the material warehouse of the demonized puppet army suddenly ignited a raging flame more than 50 meters high, which shocked the entire camp of the demonized puppet army .

"What's going on?" A roar of shock and anger sounded from a tent in the central area of ​​the camp. With this sound, a member of the Senel family rushed out of the tent.

Looking at the flames in the material warehouse in the distance, the man's expression changed, and he rushed towards the material warehouse without saying a word.

Although it was only a few seconds, when that person rushed to the material warehouse, the entire material warehouse was on fire, and the person roared, "Hurry up and get someone to put out the fire..." effort,

The man punched out, and the fighting spirit in his fist surged out, instantly crushing a pile of burning boxes more than 30 meters away from him. After those boxes were shattered, the flames outside the boxes suddenly became smaller. .

In the blink of an eye, another expert rushed over. Facing the sudden fire, the entire camp was in commotion, and many people joined the team to put out the fire.

The fire in the warehouse did not have one fire point, but blossomed in all directions. Flames blazed everywhere, burning more and more vigorously, and even those things that would not catch fire were caught on fire, especially the burning kerosene in the corner of the warehouse. The temperature was higher, and there were dozens of meters away from there, making it impossible for people to get close. The tents that were closer were all ignited in the sky-high flames.

The demonized puppets that were frozen by Zhang Tie's restraint technique earlier were already swallowed by the flames when the fire started. When those demonized puppets died, the demonized puppets in the entire battalion screamed violently up.

Sensing the abnormality of the demonized puppets, a middle-aged man who was putting out the fire was startled, as if he had thought of something.

"Ruben, take a division's demonized puppets and line up a kilometer outside the camp to guard. Don't let those untouchables take the opportunity to come and make trouble for me!"

"Yes!" A well-built master of the Senel family also understood at once, and immediately took the order to go.

"Hughes, go and inspect the camp, keep the unrelated demonized puppets from moving around, and maintain order in the camp."

"Yes!" Another master of the Senel family who used two swords left.

"Batty, you lead the masters above the ninth level in the legion who have demonized puppets to guard the central tent, and immediately warn the police if there is any abnormality!"

"Yes!"

"Others follow me here to put out the warehouse fire as soon as possible..."

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Zhang Tie hid in the dark, listening to the few orders given by the person in charge of the situation here in the Senel family in a short period of time, he was also secretly startled. Zhang Tie didn't know who the person who gave the order was, but It is definitely not a simple person who can command this demonized puppet army at this time, and at the same time make these elites of the Senel family obey his orders.

Zhang Tie watched secretly from a distance, and found that the purple fighting spirit on his body was rolling like waves in every gesture of the speaker. He rushed tens of meters high from his body and punched him casually. The fist wind of the fighting spirit can blow out the flames more than 30 meters away or smash the burning objects. This kind of combat power is really extremely powerful, and it is estimated that it has at least reached the level of Master Abian. In front of such a person, it is absolutely difficult for him to survive ten seconds.

In addition to this person, there are a few other people whose fighting power is between the 12th and 3rd ranks, far surpassing him. If he meets head-to-head, Zhang Tie knows that he will definitely not be the opponent of those people.

A ninth-level guy is limited by his level. No matter how powerful his talent is and how many adventures he has, he really doesn't have any capital for pride in front of a legion.

Through this point, Zhang Tie also had an indirect understanding of the strength of the Senel family. The strength of this family may even surpass that of the Zhen family in Tianhan City.

Among the many masters of the Senel family, Zhang Tie's gaze has been fixed on the guy named Cambo with a hooked nose from the very beginning. On his body, Zhang Tie had already remembered which tent this guy lived in when those members of the Senel family came out of the various tents just now.

In the midst of the chaos, Zhang Tie quietly sneaked into the tent of the guy named Kamben without attracting anyone's attention, and quietly waited for him to come back.

At this time, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

And who would have thought that the guy who caused the fire in the legion's material warehouse would not make trouble in the camp at this time, nor would he break into the central tent that seemed to hide many secrets, let alone lead those human captives to make trouble , but hid in a tent near the central area of ​​the camp.

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With the efforts of many masters in the Senel family and the mobilized tens of thousands of demonized puppets, the fire in the army's material warehouse was extinguished after burning for more than 40 minutes. The entire army's material warehouse suffered heavy losses, exceeding 100% Seventy's supplies were burned, and hundreds of demonized puppets died in the sea of ​​flames in the process of extinguishing the fire.

After extinguishing the fire, the masters of the Senel family gathered together in the central tent. Everyone felt that the fire was a bit weird.

"Ruben, what's the situation on your side? Did those untouchables risk their lives and dare to take the opportunity to come and make trouble?"

"No, those untouchables are very honest. No one dares to approach the big camp here to watch the excitement. After a tiring day, many of those untouchables are probably still sleeping like pigs, and they don't even know what's going on outside. What's the matter!" The guy named Ruben sneered, shook his head and replied.

"And you Hughes?"

"Everything in the camp is normal. Except for the agitation of the demonized puppets at the beginning, nothing special happened." Hughes, who was carrying two swords, said calmly. "It's just that the dozens of demonized puppets who were in charge of patrolling and guarding the material warehouse were buried in the flames. This is a bit strange."

"I didn't find any intruders in the central tent, and everything here is normal." The guy named Batty had a very gloomy expression on his face, and there was a gust of cold air between his teeth when he spoke.

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man frowned tightly.

"Scala, do you think there is any problem here? Could this matter be related to the disappearance of those untouchables?" Cambo with a hooked nose looked at the main seat in the empty tent next to Scala. , There was a hint of imperceptible fire in his eyes, that seat belonged to his father, and the one who is qualified to sit next to that seat is his eldest brother, and one day in the future, that seat must be mine.

Scala also noticed the fiery look in Cambo's eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched disdainfully, "I can't draw such a conclusion now..." Scala's first sentence negated Cambo's guess, and Cambo There seems to be a hint of gloom on his hooked nose, "But I also feel that things have been a little weird in the past two days. When the head of the legion is not here, we have to be careful in everything. The patrol of the camp has been strengthened these days. Tomorrow, let those untouchables seize the time to find the underground secret passage or the crack in the ground, and find out those untouchables who are hiding, so that the lost supplies this time will be replenished from the north through the secret passage as soon as possible."

After saying this, Scala looked at Cambo, "Kambo, since you think these two things are related, then you will be responsible for investigating the connection between these two things tomorrow, and when the head of the legion comes back, you can Report to the Legion Commander in person!"

"Yes!"

"If there is nothing to do, then everyone should leave, remember to do their own things well!"

Everyone dispersed, and Scala looked at the backs of those people with a sneer on his face.

Ruben was complaining to himself many times.

Hughes calmly threw the problem at himself.

Batty also seemed to laugh at himself for overreacting.

This fellow Cambo wanted to muddy the waters even more.

These four guys don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, but so what, don't they know that if they want to speak loudly in the Senel family, they rely not on their mouths but on their fists. As long as their level is always higher than theirs, they are destined to be severely suppressed by themselves, and they can only listen to their own orders for the rest of their lives.

People with hard fists don't need to be too smart-this is the ancestral motto of the Senel family, have they all forgotten, and even in terms of smartness, do you think you can really surpass me?

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Leaving the big tent in the center, each member of the Senel family glanced at each other and returned to the tent without saying anything.

Cambo's face was gloomy, and Scala's troubles were still beyond his imagination. If Scala asked him to do well, it was Scala's ability to use people. If he couldn't do it well, it would become He had nothing to gain from his own incompetence and whimsy but ridicule.

In all fairness, what he just said did have the intention of muddying the water, but in fact, he really felt that there seemed to be some connection between the two incidents, and not finding any abnormality did not mean that there was no abnormality. It seems that it cannot be justified, because there are indeed many weird places.

Scala's performance just now was too calm, why did Scala behave so calmly?

Cambo was thinking hard, and suddenly, his heart was shocked. Could it be that Scala thought that the guy who set the fire was someone who was in the big tent just now.

This... this seems really possible...

In the midst of the intrigue and conspiracy in his head, Cambo, who was thinking about the joints, came to his tent, opened the tent, and walked in...

He was only aware of the punch that came silently close to his body when the terrifying fighting spirit began to rage through his body like a pile of red-hot chaotic blades, but it was too late, even He was already at level ten, but in front of such a sudden attack, especially when the attack had already touched his body, he didn't have time to react.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Tie's fist landed on Cambo's throat, chest, heart, lower abdomen, upper abdomen, and punched seven times at once. The fist was like the wind, so gentle that there was no sound, but the terrifying power on the fist , but at the time of the first punch, a tenth-level strong fighter lost all the ability to move and shout.

Cambo was slumped on the ground like mud, but he was not dead. He stared wide-eyed at this pariah-like figure who suddenly appeared in his tent.

"Bah..." Zhang Tie squatted down, spat on the ground, then picked up the long sword that Cambo was hanging on his body, stood up again, and pulled the long sword out of its scabbard.

"You used this sword to cut off the old man's limbs that day, right?"

Cambo couldn't speak, he seemed to understand what Zhang Tie wanted to do, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say wait...

With a wave of the sword in Zhang Tie's hand, Cambo's head, whose mouth was slightly open, rolled off his neck. He grabbed the head, and by the way, took off the guy's storage bag and threw it on the black iron bed. Fortress, Zhang Tie disappeared into the darkness again... , is my greatest motivation.)