Chapter 2327 4.017 Uniform
I saw a flash of brilliance.
The attacking talisman in Qi Hua's hand slapped it on the man's head.
Seeing this, the two brothers fu, quickly threw out a few stun talismans in coordination, and immediately made the deputy head half lie on the ground in a dizzy manner, completely powerless to resist.
Several talisman masters swarmed up again and beat the guy to death.
After a while, all the members of the mercenary group, big and small, were all tied with their hands behind their backs and tied to the tree one by one.
The woman named Yingying was frightened for a long time, how dare she step forward, huddled aside, squatting on the ground with her knees in her arms.
Seeing Qiao Mu's cold eyes swept towards her, he hurriedly called out in horror, "Miss, spare your life, miss! I am a civilian girl who was forcibly snatched back by this mercenary head of the mad war! I am innocent, miss! "
"What are you talking about, stinky girls?" The scarred-faced man who was tied to a tree and grinned angrily, "You bitch, if you didn't dislike the poor and love the rich, abandoned Wang Lu, and slapped yourself upside down. The tent, strip off the hook, I will accept you such a waste?"
"A shameless old woman, you think you are a fairy! I want to rob you as a slut? If I hadn't taken you in, your special mother would have been sold in the kiln!"
"Shut up!" Zou Huan flew up and scratched his ears, blocking the guy's mouth full of foul language.
"Don't talk nonsense in front of the eldest lady!" This bitch, didn't you see that the prince's eyes became sharp?
No wonder he can only be the head of a small mercenary regiment for the rest of his life, he can't achieve anything major, and he doesn't even have the power to look!
Qiao Mu didn't bother to care about this woman at all. Seeing her fighting with the head of the mercenary head of the mad war, he just thought it was a dog bites a dog.
The little guy was expressionless, squinted at Wang Lu of the Tibetan Wind Mercenary Group, pointed to the crippled Kuangzhan group, and asked, "Who are they? What is the third-level mercenary group? ?"
Wang Lu of the Tibetan Wind Mercenary Corps had long known that this girl was quite extraordinary.
Looking at the way she handled things now, she felt a little more admiration in her heart.
This group of people looked young, but if they didn't make a move, it was a blockbuster.
With no effort at all, he subdued everyone, big and small, of the mercenary group.
This made Wang Lu of the Tibetan-style mercenary group even more respectful to Qiao Mu and the others, "Young lady doesn't know, in our world of mercenaries, according to the size and strength of the mercenary group, from low to high, It is divided into mercenary groups from one to seven levels."
"The Berserk mercenary group can be regarded as a fairly large mercenary group in Nancheng. They number more than 100 people. Although they can't be compared with the fourth- and fifth-level mercenary groups with more than 1,000 people, they are at least in Nancheng. In a small town, the Berserk mercenary group can be considered a worthy existence."
"That's right, I still have some brothers left in the city. I advise you to let us go quickly, or wait until I gather all the brothers and kill them... Wash and peel your little girl's skin! Ouch, ooh!!"
The arrogance that Kuangzhan had just accumulated was slapped by more than a dozen consecutive slaps from the air, his cheeks flushed, his teeth were shattered into slag, and he fell rustling.
Mad Zhan stared at his broken teeth in horror, his face full of dead gray.
"Is it too long for foul language?" Mo Lian gave him a cold look.