I rely on you all to cultivate

Chapter 310
Xu Ling frowned.

Just these people?Village tyrant, oh no, where is the emperor?

His question was only in his mind, but Zhu Taran's face darkened, and he asked directly: "Your Excellency Sergey, aren't we here to meet His Majesty the Emperor of the Immortal City?"

"I wish, please understand that His Majesty has to decide many matters every day, and it is really difficult to spare time."

Sergey's smile squeezed out all the creases on his face, "But please rest assured, His Majesty has already explained his meaning to us old men."

Zhu Taran did not remain calm as usual, he stood up abruptly and said in a cold voice: "Since this is the case, I don't think we should talk about it anymore. When will His Majesty be free? Let's go."

Regardless of Sergey's persuasion, he directly greeted everyone to rush out of the banquet hall and left the palace all the way.

Xu Ling didn't expect this development, but he quickly understood the commander's intentions, not because he couldn't hold back, but because since he arrived in the Immortal City, everything was under Sergey's arrangement .

Entering the palace today, the original expectation was to see the emperor, so that he could see his attitude and judge whether the information Xu Ling got was reliable.

However, that guy Sergey put everyone together again and still hid the emperor.

Therefore, Zhu Talan did this to break the game, and she couldn't continue to be led by the nose, and deliberately left the stage angrily, to see what kind of reaction the other party would have.

A group of people came to the gate of the palace. Due to the sudden incident, there was no car to pick them up at this time, but it seemed a bit embarrassing to lick their faces and go back and say please give them away after speaking.

Zhu Taran coughed dryly: "Let's go back and digest."

"Boss, I haven't eaten yet..." Xu Ling said hesitantly.

"You're the one who talks too much!" Zhu Taran gave him a sideways look.

Walking out of the towering walls of the palace to the street, the adjacent area is naturally a wealthy area. The people who live here are either rich or expensive. There are police officers patrolling the street at all times, and they want to ensure that there will be no security problems here.

On the way, Xu Ling noticed that many people even greeted Zhu Taran on their own initiative. Obviously, during the visit a few days ago, they met each other, which shows that these people have certain power and status in the Immortal City Otherwise, Sergey would not have arranged to meet with the mission.

Walking through the clean and tidy streets, the prosperity level began to plummet, and after about four or five blocks, the surrounding scene was completely different.

Xu Ling had to carefully avoid the icy sewage on the trail, so as not to stain his boots or slip.

Passers-by here are also in a hurry, not as exquisitely dressed as before.

But even so, the foreign appearance of the mission group was still very eye-catching, many people looked sideways frequently, and the idle street walkers beside them would whistle at them.

Now, the whole city knows that such a group of people has come to the Immortal City.

"Damn little rascal! Idle bastard!"

Suddenly, there was an unharmonious shouting and cursing from the side.

Xu Ling looked around, and saw a police officer in a dark blue uniform and a white cap running down the street with my baton in his hand, and a ragged teenager running away in embarrassment in front of him.

The two chased all the way to the side of the delegation.

The policeman just saw them at this time, seemed to be taken aback, stopped immediately, took off his hat: "Gentlemen, good morning."

The embarrassed young man who was being chased by him seemed to have grabbed his savior, and he quickly hid to the other side of the group of people in the mission, knowing that that guy would not dare to act presumptuously in front of these people.

Seeing that everyone was looking at the boy, the police officer had a look of disgust flashing across his face, but soon he smiled again: "These lazy guys don't know how to work all day, they just hang out on the street, thieves Xiao Mo, I have to drive them away, um, for the sake of the residents here."

This place already belonged to a slum area, and Xu Ling knew that he didn't do this for the sake of the residents, but because the police officers here had their own jurisdiction, and they would only blame each other.

Even if it is a thief, as long as he rushes to someone else's place, it will not count as the crime rate in his own place.

Xu Ling noticed that the young man's eyes were very sharp, looking at the policeman with murderous intent, like a small beast that would not admit defeat.

Zhu Taran asked: "Did he steal something?"

"You don't know, these moths have unclean hands and feet, maybe they did it yesterday, or maybe tomorrow."

"So if he hasn't, then he must have a place to stay."

The police officer coughed twice in embarrassment, and he couldn't refute, because he knew that he was just evading responsibility.

He saw that these people would no longer be on his side, and cursed angrily in his heart, but the smile on his face remained undiminished, and he retreated nonchalantly.

Xu Ling had been sizing up the boy just now. Judging by the standards of the Winter Kingdom, he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a disheveled face and torn clothes. He might not even be able to keep warm on the freezing snow field.

But the most striking thing is not his dress and face, but the empty sleeve on his right arm.

Xu Ling wasn't overwhelmed with sympathy. The Immortal City was not a peach blossom garden. In the past few days, he had seen many of the same people. Some even died of freezing by the side of the road. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't control them.

It was already a great fortune for him to save him from the vicious police officers and avoid a severe beating.

"Thank you, thank you."

The boy thanked him, which surprised Xu Ling. He had seen similar people before, but they were usually like stray cats, and they were extremely wary of those who offered help. The man in front of him was quite polite.

Everyone didn't say much, and planned to say goodbye to this passerby who met by chance, but Qin Yang, who had been observing for a long time, suddenly said: "Are you the chosen one?"

Xu Ling raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze back to the young man. After being reminded, he noticed that although the young man was dressed as a beggar, his lower body was very stable, and there was a difference in his body, which was not strong due to malnutrition. temperament, which does not appear in ordinary people.

The other party was also a little surprised, but shook his head slightly: "No, I just participated in the battle, my right hand was bitten off by a monster, and I almost died."

Xu Ling felt a little strange. People from Undying City who participated in the battle should not be living on the streets. Although the rich and powerful in this place are not proper people, they still have certain preferential treatment for the fighters, otherwise they would go back and work hard.

"You're not from here?" he asked.

The boy nodded again: "I am a foreigner.

"where?"

"White Whip Tribe."

Xu Ling narrowed his eyes, and knew about this person's background. Back then, the mandrill sent children from more than a dozen tribes to the Immortal City at the cost of being an undercover agent in the Kuanja tribe.

"Where is the person who came with you?"

"Dead." The boy's tone was very flat.

The two didn't say anything more.

Xu Ling knew that if he wanted to change the status quo, it could not be solved by giving him a meal or some money.

The mission group and others continued to walk back, and when they came to the North Point where they lived, a stern alarm suddenly sounded in the air.

People who were originally in the remote area on the edge of the city began to run towards the center. The scene was noisy, but they were chaotic without panic.

Xu Ling caught someone on the side of the road to ask, and learned that there was a monster attacking.

Everyone in the mission was a little interested: "Let's go, let's see how those cannons work."

I thought I could only wait for Sergey for the rest of the day to see how he would react, but I didn't expect that there would be some sideshows.

A few non-combatant civil servants returned to the hotel first, and the rest of the warriors suddenly disappeared under the horrified eyes of passers-by, sprinting towards the discovery of the monster attacking.

The force of this formation is too sufficient, and within a few breaths, all members arrived behind the defense line of the Immortal City troops.

An officer who was still arranging the battle order suddenly saw the "messenger" come to such a dangerous place, his face turned pale with fright, and told them to avoid it quickly, otherwise he couldn't afford any mistakes.

Zhu Taran repeatedly promised that nothing would happen, and even if something happened, they would be responsible for it themselves. It was with great difficulty that the commanding officer was stabilized, and he retreated back into the defense line step by step.

Everyone was watching the fun, Zhu Taran habitually touched the cigarette, glanced at it, and saw Jiang Sanjin next to him taking out tons of wine jugs.

Jiang Sanjin smacked his lips, his eyes flickered, and he saw Xu Ling next to him taking out even the melon seeds.

Before he had time to complain, the sound of galloping beasts had already appeared in his ears.

"It's not big, the Beastmaster is the eighth rank, so we shouldn't need to help," Qin Yang said.

"That depends on whether their cannon is a silver wax gun tip."

Everyone fell silent, waiting to see what the tribal cannon could do.

During a few words of dialogue, the herd of beasts had rushed into the range covered by the firepower, and the troops of the Immortal City opened fire one after another, and the long-range firepower was directly directed at the front line of the herd of beasts.

Chug chug, bang, bang.

Many low-level monsters were shot and fell to the ground, and some of them were so fragile that they were directly blown to pieces. The power of magic crystal guns should not be underestimated.

However, these small guns did not pose too much threat to high-level monsters. The eighth-level beast king directly ignored them and charged forward in front of the firepower.

At this moment, there were bursts of sound from the Liangmen Cannon mounted on the top of the city.

The inside of the thick gun barrel became brighter and brighter.

Then, with two loud bangs, two beams of light burst out, and they came to the Beastmaster in an instant. Ordinary people could only see a line appearing out of thin air.

Xu Ling nodded slightly. He could feel the power of these two cannons, far surpassing his own flame sparrow bombing.

But he still can only say.

general.

Because after receiving two shots, the eighth-rank beast king just howled to stop the charge, and took two steps back. There were some wounds on his body, but they were not fatal. If Zhu Taran shot, the beast king should have died Eight times.

However, thermal weapons have the advantage that they can shoot continuously.

It was Sipao chasing after him again, this time, the Beastmaster finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground with a scream.

Zhu Taran and Qin Yang looked at each other.

"what do you think?"

"It's okay, I feel a little itchy, I want to punch that thing."

Qin Yang was indifferent, but it could be seen from his eyes that he really wanted to fight against the World Extinguishing Cannon.

"That won't do!"

Zhu Taran stared, and stopped immediately, "If you break that iron lump, you will have to pay a lot of money."

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