Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

The remaining dozen or so anti-slavery people in the house had no intention of intervening in the battle between Lu Meng and the ronin. The characteristic of the commune hut was that it was spacious and durable, enough for them to stay away from the center of the storm.

They turned to besiege Huo Buyang and Seto.

But just as they rushed forward.

They heard a violent explosion.

Then, the ground shook.

"Bang!"

The various materials that made up the walls of the honeycomb hut burst out, and some people who were close to it were even knocked to the ground by this abundant force.

His companions hurriedly pulled him up.

——The house is about to collapse.

The honeycomb hut that stood tall in the original place collapsed because it lost its support.

It splashed dust and was blown away by the cyclone.

Buried everyone inside.

A figure was knocked out of the dust again, leaving a clear trajectory, like a cannonball, and hit the ground from a distance.

And all this happened at the same moment.

The ronin's eyes were burning.

The strong liquor brewed by the White Eyebrow Clan originally contained a high degree of alcohol, and in order to add flavor, they also put in unique spices while brewing...

Not to mention.

Under Lu Meng's huge force, each wine bead itself is like a hidden weapon. If an ordinary person is hit by this wine, his entire face may be bloody in an instant.

He just didn't expect it.

The dignified Red King is so vicious!

No... It seems that from the beginning, it was just a judgment made by myself, and then fell into a misunderstanding.

But in the final analysis.

Such misleading is also part of the opponent's plan.

This is the strategy of the battle.

However, Ronin can't care about so many things now.

The pain all over his body.

It has exceeded his eyes.

At that moment just now, he was knocked out and then directly hit the wall.

Not being directly shattered is already a miracle in the eyes of ordinary people-even for the war level, it is not easy to bear.

Ronin struggled to get up.

But before he could stand firm, a nimble figure had already caught up with him, swooping down like an eagle.

Powerful claws.

Locked him directly.

The anti-slavers jumped out of the ruins one by one. Fortunately, the beehive hut was built with earth walls, not brick and stone structures, and the anti-slavers were all very skilled, otherwise they would definitely be crushed.

But as soon as they came out.

What they saw was that their leader, the soldier bee ronin, was restrained by someone.

By Lu Beiyou.

The ronin grabbed his arm tightly and tried to pry it apart, but although he could shake it, the other party's hands were still like iron clamps.

At this moment, he fully realized the gap.

Even among the same war-level, there are also differences in strength.

But he didn't expect it.

The other party was obviously just a freshman war-level who had just been promoted in the swamp not long ago. It should be in the recovery stage of learning and adapting... but unexpectedly, he could already burst out with such combat power.

Before setting off, the master had warned him.

Although he couldn't have ignored it at that time, he was fully prepared - but it turned out that it was far from enough.

"Bang!"

The explosion sounded, and the ronin groaned again.

Just now, he exerted his strength to break open the gap and took the opportunity to kick and knee.

But he was one step slower, and the other party easily blocked him, as if he had predicted his actions - and he felt like he had hit a steel plate, and his bones hurt in an instant.

For him, this was very familiar.

This only shows that the other party's resilience is far beyond his own, beyond that of a martial artist who has trained his body all his life and forged his muscles and bones as steel.

Resilience training.

It can only be accompanied by injuries and torture, and use pain to stimulate the potential in cells and genes.

Many of the hardships will not even be looked back by the ronin, but he will just silently persevere - and he can hardly imagine what the other party has experienced.

It's like falling into a pile of man-eating insects and crawling out alive.

"Lu, Lu Beiyou..." Ronin gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words, "What do you want to do?"

He already understood that the other party was showing mercy.

Not to mention that the Red King did not use his best weapon-even just now, he did not use his full strength.

The wasteland martial arts inherited from the gentle Gatwood, although it is easy to learn but difficult to master, can burst out unparalleled advantages when it reaches the level of Ronin and others.

Especially in a single duel.

Once you can successfully get close, it will be a crushing situation for another person who is not proficient in martial arts.

To a certain extent.

This is not how exquisite the martial arts moves are.

But all skills are a process of stimulating the potential of the human body during training, and only this school of martial arts can achieve the best effect.

The gentle Gatwood himself has said that his original goal in creating martial arts was not to fight and win, but to pursue a path, a path that can allow the human body to return to the ancient times.

To become like those ancient people who descended from the sky in legends, invulnerable to water and fire, and immortal.

Of course, with the death of Gartwood, it was proved that his goal was not achieved, but the effect of martial arts in stimulating potential is indeed the closest path.

This makes it a killing weapon.

For example, just now.

Although Ronin was beaten away by Lu Beiyou, he knew that once the opponent exerted force according to Gatwood's method, concentrating the force on one point and attacking his own vulnerabilities from human structure to physical structure——

That final result.

It wasn't just as simple as being pushed away.

Enough to tear into pieces.

With his mastery of martial arts, he could do this, but not like this.

It can only be done on purpose.

Do you want to take prisoners? Or press for information...

"The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend... Of course I know this." Lu Meng said - otherwise he would not have continued to provoke the United City and the Merchant Guild after being wanted by the Holy Kingdom, just because it was unavoidable , "Just as you have something to tell me, Mr. Ronin, I also have something to tell you."

"What I want to say is: If you can't even defeat me -" He exerted force with his hands, his muscles swelled, and the Ronin under his hands instantly felt a mountain of gravity, as if he was clamped by a hydraulic machine, and his blood... The flow was blocked, and even the bones began to creak. "Going to the 'treasury' of Union City - the Tengu's dungeon like this will only lead to death."

"All of you will definitely die."

"Wha, what!" Ronin's eyes widened.

The eyeballs, which were already bulging due to blood pressure, looked even more ferocious.

Before, even if he was defeated by the Red King and fell into his hands, Ronin was never as shocked as he is now, and he was even more fearless.

They are not afraid of their own failure and death.

However, they clearly did not reveal the slightest detail about this large-scale operation in which anti-slavery groups set out from all directions, with multiple teams working in secret coordination with each other.

But in his mouth.

Easily broken.

Simply leaking secrets is a small matter, but if due to their team's mistakes, other organization members and companions are harmed...

Other anti-slavery people.

Also astonished.

He immediately rushed towards this side without caring whether the surrounding troops would arrive.

"You, how do you know!" Ronin burst out with unprecedented super strength, his knees creaked, and he slowly stood upright. Even Lu Meng was unable to restrain himself, "You——"

"enough."

A calm voice suddenly sounded in the noisy and tense battlefield.

Although the sound is not loud.

But it was like pouring a ladle of cold water on the boiling and exploding hot water, stopping them instantly.

The field fell silent instantly.

There was only a click, and Huo Buyang pushed away a mound of soil with a steel whip in his hand, and the little princess Seto emerged from underneath.

However, the anti-slavery people no longer paid attention to them, but looked at the people coming in surprise——

I saw a slender man slowly walking over. His skin was gray and shriveled, showing an old look, but his walking posture was upright and strong, as powerful as a strong man.

The person's head was covered with a bandage, and his face was covered. Only scattered scars were visible, but he could still tell that he was a hive man.

Still a prince.

Someone recognized him——

Ronin asked in surprise: "Hui, Mr. Hui?"

The second-in-command of the anti-slavery people.

Also a real bloody remnant.

When Tin Fist gave up the title of Master's Patron and began to kill the first slave owner, the anti-slavery group was established, but it has always been tepid and has little influence.

Even if he can make Union City fearful.

But the people cannot be convinced.

——It is hard for people to believe that a skeletal man covered in blood and covered with stumps said that he was coming to liberate you.

Can only be considered a monster.

This situation did not end until he rescued a certain bee prince from a caravan escorting felon slaves.

Gray Gray.

Joined the anti-slavery people.

As a top organizer and decision-maker, under Hui's operation, the cause and strength of the anti-slavery people have only grown stronger since then, and finally became a serious problem for the United Cities.

During this process.

Hui has also become the actual person in charge, but everyone still regards Tin Fist as the leader.

It was also him who was always paying attention and analyzing the situation on the mainland, and made the internal decision to ease relations with the Shark Kingdom.

"You, why are you here?"

Ronin rarely stuttered.

At some point, Lu Meng had let go of his hand and stepped aside, but he didn't even notice.

The reason why the anti-slavery people were discovered by Lu Meng's investigation before was that they were surprised and did not panic. On the one hand, they did not expect a conflict, and on the other hand, they were secretly glad in their hearts.

In the end, the other party still didn't find the most crucial person.

The real leader of their trip.

Mr. Gray.

In this way, even if something unexpected happens to this group of people, they will not face real losses.

——Even if it’s a war class.

This is enough to illustrate the actual status of Mr. Gray in the hearts of anti-slavery people.

But I didn't expect it.

He actually came here directly.

"If I don't come over, I'm afraid things won't end." The Bee Man Prince looked around. Even before he spoke, the anti-slavery people present lowered their heads or looked away unconsciously.

Among the anti-slavery people.

They can joke with the boss of Tin Fist, just like when Jaeger first joined, they didn't even think that this bone man was the legendary monster machine that destroyed the city - but in front of Hui, the members could only maintain respect.

I'm afraid I've made a mistake somewhere.

This is also related to Mr. Gray's philosophy: a secret organization can certainly be lively and equal internally, but it must not be loose and disorderly.

Otherwise, it can only lead to self-destruction.

It's no different than sending yourself to death.

Being swept away by Mr. Gray's threatening gaze, even Ronin couldn't help but feel frightened.

He suddenly remembered.

Found Lu Meng who had withdrawn.

He quickly said: "Just now..."

"No need to say more, I know everything." The Bee Man Prince raised a finger, "I told Mr. Lu the plan to rob the treasury this time."

"What!"

"You said it..."

This time, everyone was shocked.

In order to ensure confidentiality, it is impossible for each team to obtain Mr. Gray's complete plan, let alone an outsider.

That's why Ronin was so surprised at first.

But Mr. Gray actually said.

Did he reveal this plan himself?

This completely goes against his principles!

Speaking of which.

The bee prince looked at Lu Meng, and after seeing him nodding, he said:

"That's a bit inaccurate - it should be said that it was Mr. Lu and the Red King who first guessed some facts and matched them with what I knew... only then did I reveal the action plan."

Gray is omitted lightly.

His initial shock.

But the anti-slavery people would not ignore it, and they never thought that this was the reason... This was more reasonable than Mr. Gray's proactive disclosure, but it was also more incredible to a certain extent.

Lu Beiyou had actually guessed it in advance!

And they noticed.

Mr. Gray's name for Lu Beiyou was obviously close and respectful, and he also explained that they had contacted him beforehand——

What happened before!

"I just came back from participating in the Red King's celebration and finished watching what Mr. Lu wanted me to watch." The Bee Prince stepped forward and approached the anti-slavery people. "This also prompted me to make a decision."

behind him.

There were two more people following.

One is Ji Hai, the young master of the Baimei clan.

One was Hamut, who had been staying in the swamp before. He still looked messy and vicissitudes of life in appearance, but his temperament was obviously different.

Like a knife hidden in its sheath waiting to be drawn.

Sharp and restrained.

He originally trained and wandered around in order to improve his strength, but the use of the beak-bill coach finally gave the swordsman the final spark.

Successfully promoted to Legion level.

Seeing Hamut, Seto also waved warmly.

Mr. Gray and the Bee Prince nodded to the two people behind them, then looked at the anti-slavery people and the Ronin——

"Mr. Lu is right. With our current preparations, rushing to the 'treasury' will only lead to death - Diu, I think Mr. Lu has just 'convinced' you."

Diu is the name of a ronin.

He was also one of the first companions to follow Hui.

But unlike what Mr. Gray said, this war-level ronin was obviously not convinced.

"But, it's not just our team that sets off from Shan Land," Diu argued, "there are also many other directions, such as the Storm Coast, the Remote Land, and the Edge Town..."

"That's the problem." Hui interrupted him, and for the first time there was a trace of sadness in his originally cold and calm tone, "The team heading towards Edge Town..."

"The entire army has been wiped out."