"Clatter ..."
Wang Zheng ran wildly in the woods, attracting a clatter, 33 meters per second speed, in the woods seems so terrifying, if Wang Zheng did not have enough reaction warp, long ago did not know how many trees hit.
Admittedly, the reaction is even faster, some branches simply have no way to dodge, just hit.
Or break, or be knocked away.
"Whew!"
Heavy panting sound came, in just a minute, what Wang Zheng did, it seems that all the strength was exhausted.
Every warp, just now tensed up tightly, the breath of death was so close.
Looking at the [Lucky (small)] effect disappearing in the last second of the countdown, Wang Zheng secretly celebrated that if he had not left it on, this time he might have drank the hate here. If that was really the case, imagine how sad his parents would be if they knew about his news.
Wang Zheng's fists were clenched, and what happened last moment taught him a lesson that he couldn't learn in the academy.
This is a world of the weak and the strong, in the wild, the order of the world collapses, no one cares about your life. There are only two factors for not being attacked by others, the first is that you are strong enough, and the second is that you are not worthy of their hand.
Panting sharply, Wang Zheng did not dare to relax and carefully concealed himself in the woods.
It was only after running wildly for several kilometers that Wang Zheng came to a halt.
Leaning against a giant tree, Wang Zheng let himself calm down as much as possible. Taking out water, Wang Zheng first poured a breath of air, then poured some of this water on his head, drenched himself, and let some of this water drip down.
The first time he was so close to death, the shock it brought to himself was a hundred times stronger than what Liu Dong and the others had brought.
"Bastard!"
Wang Zheng roared in anger, who would have thought that just eleven Inferno Wolves would be worth the opponent's hand?
In fact, this is why no martial artist dares to travel independently and alone, you never know if you will be targeted. You are strong, but stronger than a team, stronger than a battle group? Two hands can beat four fists, even if you can beat a small battle team, but there will always be times when you run into a large battle team, which is tens or hundreds of martial artists ranging.
Wang Zheng's chest rose and fell, he closed his eyes and calmed himself down.
But ...
In the next instant, Wang Zheng acted as if he had come to some decision, he folded his runic battle sword and hung it on his waist, and took off his third grade runic gun from his back and held it in his arms. Since they don't give him the benefit of the doubt, he let them know the consequences of messing with him.
Holding the rune gun, Wang Zheng did not go into the woods.
It took about ten minutes to sneak back to the location where the fight had just taken place. This team had basically finished packing up, and there was only a ground of corpses that had been stripped of their wolf skins. The people in this team did not seem to take what just happened to heart, some of them were laughing with cigarettes in their mouths.
Eleven Inferno Wolf materials, each person share a 10 or 20 thousand is not a problem, especially the appearance of a piece of bone pattern, and then increase the income of 20 or 30 thousand.
The reason why the hands, in fact, is to see Wang Zheng good bullying, and also gain is also rich, only then directly hands. In their imagination, the gun went off and people died, then cleaned it all up and added almost fifty thousand to the income for each one, it was that simple. If not for some change of heart, everything would have been going according to their script.
But there is nothing, the other side escaped, I'm afraid they have been scared out of their wits, pick up a life situation, and still dare to appear in front of them?
Wang Zheng held the rune gun, his eyes almost spewed fire.
Soon, Wang Zheng is calm as water: "This kind of situation, sooner or later will run into, just came faster."
The two people who shot at themselves, they do not know where, Wang Zheng is sure they should be hidden, in the middle of the alert. If one really thinks that this one team is now loose and organic, it would be a big mistake, the crossfire will let you know the consequences.
The martial artist's sensitivity made Wang Zheng not dare to aim the scope at this one grim young man at the head.
"Thirteen people."
Wang Zheng counted once, each person's level, all above the third level, reason told himself, not the current self can deal with, but Wang Zheng is really not willing, but he almost died in their hands ah.
"Opportunity, is waiting out." After Wang Zheng allowed himself to calm down, the corner of his mouth revealed a smile.
Wang Zheng stayed still in the woods, the ATV was directly ridden by one of the other party's martial artists, and then the group left the place and headed deeper into the woods. Wang Zheng did not know where their purpose was, and the only thing he could do was to follow them.
In his inner mind, Wang Zheng already had some ideas, hard to fight, himself and the egg is no different, but has some special ability, not to try.
[Bad luck] aura, Wang Zheng but let people appreciate, it and [lucky] aura is completely two concepts, should say the opposite. In the fallen leaf town, that Meng Baosheng how miserable, Wang Zheng is aware of, attacking the councilor this one, it is enough to make him be thrown into prison, not to mention thinking about fingering Zhou Zorou, can not come out still two say.
Waiting for the opportunity, then Wang Zheng let them also know the taste of [bad luck].
Bone pattern guide assistant function, many things, all need certain conditions, will really trigger, it is necessary at the right time, place.
The team, they entered the woods, not slow, trotting along.
Wolf skin this some, was they thrown to the all-terrain vehicle luggage rack, even Wang Zheng prepared some luggage, also be occupied.
An hour later, the team finally came to a halt.
Wang Zheng looked at the time, it was already about ten in the morning, leaving not much time for this one team to hunt, they were good to have thirteen people, but spending the night in the wilderness, they didn't dare yet, nor would they do something so crazy.
"Boom!"
The place where this team stopped was a very large canyon, and in the open, it was not hard to hear the sound of some fierce beasts leading out.
Wang Zheng opened his martial terminal and quickly locked on to this one big canyon.
"Rhinoceros Beast, Grade 3 Ninth Grade Fierce Beast, the king in Grade 3 defense, has a defense no less than that of a Grade 4 Fierce Beast." The information listed on the electronic map made it easy for Wang Zheng to obtain information about this place.
"Could it be that they are going to hunt here?" Wang Zheng muttered and did not get too close, but hid in the rocky strip on the edge of the canyon, with a clump of barren grass in front of him, so he did not have to worry about being discovered by them. After setting up the rune gun, through the scope, you can zoom in on their faces as if they were faces.
Wang Zheng did not act rashly, watching their rapid division of labor, but an opportunity to learn.
Just a few moments later, they finished the division of labor, four martial artists with a bitter face, quickly burst deeper into the canyon, they were assigned to attract the hatred of vicious beasts work. It may seem to tease a little and then turn and flee, but the dangers involved, Wang Zheng still knows, a mistake or bump into a fast ferocious beast, may be the first to be killed.
"If you take them now to try ..." Wang Zheng locked the four people who attracted the fierce beast with his vision.
[Bad luck (small)], need 10,000 lines of power to use once, still have about a million lines of power left Wang Zheng, do not care about heartache, directly confirmed the way.
The distance was far, but this one enchantment, ignored the distance.
Instantly, in Wang Zheng's silent thought, 40,000 grain power was deducted, but these four people were enveloped by the [bad luck] aura. Forty thousand grain power is much, but this time, Wang Zheng spent without a trace of hesitation and heartache, even if each person used it once, it was only 130,000 grain power, he could afford to play.
Wang Zheng will not forget this feeling of death, since they want their lives, they must be ready to be killed.
Putting a [bad luck] aura on these four people, the four people did not have the slightest idea, still bursting through the canyon the way they did.
"Boom ..." violent rushing sound, in three minutes came out, and then a creepy scream. This violent scream, echoing in this canyon, mournful and incomparable, let people become unsettled up.
The remaining nine people were all startled, staring nervously inside.