Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng's fist had already hit his heart, interrupting Mu Li's shouting.
Looking at Mu Li, who was already lifeless on the ground, Lin Feng's heart suddenly surged with a sense of revenge.
He remembered the incident of blocking the door of the cave.
At the same time, his brows slightly frowned. Although the Wolf Head Mercenary Group still publicized the matter of the cave, which was within his expectations, it still made him feel a little troublesome.
It seems that Xiao Yixian's life in Qingshan Town will not be too easy now.
It seems that after solving the third leader of the Wolf Head, it is necessary to go back to Qingshan Town.
After all, saving the beauty from dire straits, the probability of capturing Xiao Yixian will be greatly increased.
Moreover, after a few years, Xiao Yixian will grow up and become a Dou Zong-level master.
In this northwest continent, a Dou Zong-level master will be of great help to him.
After planning the actions for the next period of time, Lin Feng did not forget his original intention, squatted down, and took off the ring on Mu Li's finger.
After a while of investigation, he found something pretty good, at least a volume of low-level Xuan-level fighting skills and high-level Huang-level skills.
After touching the other guards, he turned around and walked straight towards the direction of another team's camp
. The third leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, He Meng.
At this time, he was sitting on the couch in the main tent, hugging a "tattered" beautiful woman, listening to his subordinates' reports impatiently.
After groping the beautiful woman for a while, he could not bear it anymore, waved his hands, and said irritably: "Okay, I have something to do now, you go out first, and we'll talk about Muli's matter in a minute."
"Third captain, the young captain has lost contact since last night. This morning, I have sent three teams to there to investigate the situation. One of them is led by a seven-star fighter like me."
The mercenary paused for a moment, his expression a little scared, and continued: "But without exception, all of them have lost contact. I'm afraid that something unexpected has happened to the young captain. I'm afraid you have to lead the team to investigate!"
"Okay, I've made my own arrangements. You, go out first!"
Seeing the ferocious look in He Meng's eyes, the mercenary had no choice but to leave the tent first
. Half a minute later, He Meng no longer had any desires or demands, and no longer looked as irritable as before.
After walking out of the tent and looking at his subordinates who came up to him, he remembered the business and asked, "How long ago was the last time we communicated with Muli?"
The subordinate hurriedly replied, "Yesterday morning, the young leader said everything was normal, and then there was no news."
"Okay, you gather everyone else now, I'll go there myself."
Hermon's thoughts have now returned to normal. After listening to his subordinates' report, he also felt that this matter was unusual, so he decided to go there in person.
"Yes." After listening, the man hurriedly took out the signal fireworks and released them.
As a firework exploded over the camp, the surrounding mercenaries also rushed to the camp to send directions.
"Why are only a few of you back?"
After waiting for a while, Hermon saw that only a few mercenaries returned to the camp, and he immediately became angry and shouted.
Seeing He Meng getting angry, the mercenaries hurriedly replied: "Captain Three, we don't know either. We rushed here immediately after hearing the signal explosion. We didn't see other brothers on the way."
After licking blood on the edge of the blade in the Warcraft Mountains for so many years, He Meng heard it and instantly realized that something was wrong. He said in a hurry: "What?! Who is it that's not hurrying up?!"
He Meng had just said halfway when he saw a black shadow flying towards
him. He quickly reached out and grabbed it, then groaned and was forced back ten steps by the huge force. He Meng didn't have time to care about his numb arms. He Meng looked down at the item in his hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
The flying item was a corpse.
Moreover, the clothes on the corpse depicted a wolf head, which was obviously a member of their mercenary group.
And this corpse, He Meng also knew, was one of the few seven-star fighters in the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.
"Who is it? Dare to kill my Wolf Head Mercenary Group?" Seeing this, He Meng shouted in the direction where the corpse flew.
"Haha, since you want to take my reward, you must be prepared to be killed by me."
Lin Feng sneered, and walked out of the jungle slowly, saying lightly.
Looking at Lin Feng who was gradually showing his figure, the young face made He Meng stunned.
Then, the information on the bounty order of his own mercenary group suddenly appeared in his mind.
Immediately, a trace of greed appeared in his eyes.
When he entered the Warcraft Mountain Range to investigate, he also went to that cave, and naturally knew that the owner of the cave was not low.
Presumably, the things left in the cave must not be ordinary things. It is very likely that they are the Xuan-level martial arts fighting skills.
Licking his lips, He Meng smiled grimly and said, "Boy, as long as you hand over the items you got in the cave, I will let you go, how about it?"
"Haha, do you think I'm a fool? If you get something, will you let me go?"
Lin Feng curled his lips and said with a smile.
"Boy, since you don't want to drink my toast, I'll kill you, and the same applies to taking things!"
After saying that, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, He Meng smiled sinisterly and stomped his feet hard on the ground.
"Yellow-level high-level fighting skills, rock collision!"
The gray-white fighting spirit surged in his body, and then He Meng's skin began to turn gray-white.
At first glance, it looked like a rock. Then, like a giant monster, it rushed towards Lin Feng.
Looking at He Meng who was rushing over, Lin Feng smiled contemptuously. An eight-star fighter plus a yellow-level fighting skill would not pose any threat to him. He
raised his palm, and the surging fighting spirit blew the originally soft sleeves.
With an explosion, Lin Feng's figure quickly disappeared from the spot and rushed towards He Meng.
"It's really a Xuan-level fighting skill!"
Seeing Lin Feng's movements, He Meng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he said excitedly: "Haha, it seems that the Xuan-level fighting skills will finally belong to me."
"Bang!"
Lin Feng hit He Meng's body with a palm, and the red fighting spirit collided with He Meng's rock-like skin.
"Well."
He Meng groaned, and felt a force coming from the hit place through the skin and deep into the body.
His internal organs quickly ruptured under the huge pressure, and then blood began to spurt out from the corners of his mouth.
Obviously, Lin Feng's Xuan-level fighting skills caused him great harm.
But fortunately, He Meng's physique is very good. Although he knows that the injuries in his body will be very dangerous if they are not controlled.
But under the temptation of high-level fighting skills, he temporarily endured it and smiled grimly: "Boy, it seems that your fighting skills can't break my defense, so just admit defeat."
"Oh, really? Then I'm going to increase my strength now."
Lin Feng smiled and glanced down at the broken white skin around his palm.
He quickly raised his palm and used the Red Fire Palm again, striking He Meng fiercely.
(End of this chapter)