“Why can't you hold your breath? Didn't you say you attacked in secret? You're laughing at me, and I'm attacking my ass! ”

“Haha, you need to sneak up on this shit? ”

This scornful laughter, with casual speech that does not put them in the eyes, makes the men of the fiery mercenary regiment a great enemy.

“Who?! Get out of here! ”

“No, there's an ambush in this yard! ”

During the noise, Changyu stood up from the bush and waved: “Don't hide the fuck, go straight up! ”

“Okay--! ”

In a single call, ten people jumped out in an instant and surrounded the group of eight of the fiery mercenaries.

The Fire Mercenaries were startled, and when they found out what the people surrounding them were fixing to level, they couldn't help laughing.

“The cowhide blows so big, I thought it was a powerful figure, it turns out it's just a bunch of fucking people! ”

“Hahaha, a dozen people, there are only two who have reached the local level, so they want to do it with us. I can't help myself! ”

The only man in the fiery mercenary regiment at the peak of the ground level waved his hand and saw the fierce light in his eyes, “Brothers, go on, kill this bunch of trash, that Junmuyang is not in our bag! I hear that bitch is a big beauty. If anyone kills the most tonight, the bitch will give it to you and play with it all night. ”

“Boss Weiwu! ”

The Fire Mercenaries laughed and took the lead, completely disregarding the people of Camp Mo.

Changwoo's mouth snapped a cold smile, and Lang said: "Brothers from Mo camp, let these fools know what we're good at! ”

“Kill--!! ”

The leftover moon is like a hook, the night is cool, but the tiny yard is filled with chilling killings.

And then it rang from time to time, and this screaming, screaming, screaming.

It's been a long time.

Half an hour later, the battle settled.

Seven of the eight Fire Mercenaries lay on the ground, either moaning painfully or unconscious or elsewhere.

The only peak at that level that stood, horrified, couldn't believe what had just happened.

More than a dozen people were watching the Mo camp.

With the exception of a few injuries that were repaired to be particularly low, there were few casualties.

Changwoo still had a head in his hand and looked cold at the only remaining soldiers.

“You, who the hell are you? ”

How can a group of Xuan ancient martial arts in the district leave the elite of their fiery mercenary regiment powerless?

Not to mention Zhao Shan, the peak of the ranks, is the third leader of the fiery mercenary regiment.

But by this crowd, there's nothing to fight back?

How is that possible?

Camp Mo's people smiled individually.

Even someone licked the blood on the corner of his mouth and said excitedly: "Fuck, I've been trained every day these days, and I've been tormented like a dog. I can finally vent on these eight grandchildren today! ”

“I still love the feeling of killing my opponents! ”

“But I have to say, Miss Jun is amazing, but after just half a month of training, our Mo camp can actually take out a group of peaks at the ground level. ”

Changwoo threw his head away and wiped it on his face with his hands full of blood.

It's all over Scar's face, and instantly it's even scarier.