Dou Po: Start with a bronze treasure chest

"Deputy Head!"

The person in the bloody battle yelled mournfully, raised his long knife and pointed it at Mu Li.

The wolf-headed people all showed disdain and looked at each other with murderous intent. As long as Mu Li gave an order, they would kill all directions.

He Meng, who was hiding behind the crowd, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was a little thankful that he hadn't clashed with Mu Li before.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I have to kneel too.

This kind of fighting skills is at least low-level in the mysterious class. Where did Mu Li learn it?

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Mu Li stepped forward step by step, holding the long knife in his hand, with an elegant and indifferent posture.

Swish!

The light of the knife flickered, and a hand holding the long knife was cut off cleanly.

"Ah~ah!"

The bloody mercenary standing at the front looked at his severed hand in horror, and the blood flowed out unstoppably.

"Be obedient, put the knife back, I don't like being pointed at."

Mu Li spoke softly, and then walked up to Li Mou step by step.

The man lying on the ground was motionless at this moment, the arm holding the knife was directly twisted by the huge force, half of his body was covered with hideous wooden thorns.

The dead can't die anymore.

"Deputy head Li, I really didn't intend to offend you, but who told you to be so cute?"

Mu Li said something sympathetically, and then chopped off his head with a knife.

"Brothers, don't leave a single one behind."

Mu Li leaned on his long knife and stood up, slowly giving orders.

......

Wolf head mercenary group.

Mu She, who was supposed to be in retreat, was sitting at the gate, drinking hot tea leisurely.

Beside him are a dozen or so veteran wolf-headed mercenaries, all of whom are mid-level fighters, the highest of which has reached the seven-star fighter.

Frey, the head of the bloody battle mercenary group, rushed to the station of the wolf head mercenary group with dozens of mercenaries.

Just as he was about to order to rush into the camp, he saw Mu She calmly drinking tea at the gate.

Frey's excited face froze immediately, and then became ugly to the naked eye.

"Captain Fu, long time no see, I miss you so much."

Mu She closed the teacup, got up slowly, and walked forward step by step.

"Want to come in and sit?"

A grin froze across Frey's face.

"Mr. Mu, you really are old."

"Each each other."

"Hey, let's go!"

With Mu Snake, a three-star fighting master, it is impossible for Frey to easily take down the wolf head mercenary group.

If you don't do it well, you will be injured.

Since Mu Snake didn't fall for it, let's wait for the next opportunity honestly.

......

"Young regiment leader, everything has been cleaned up."

"Ah."

Mu Li looked up and glanced around, then walked towards Hemon.

"Thank you, Captain He."

He Meng wiped the blood on his glove, and heheed twice with a half-smile.

"It's just offal, no hard work."

"In this case, I would like to ask Commander He to lead the way. I am going to the bloody camp."

Immediately, He Meng's pretentious smile couldn't be maintained anymore, and he said in a deep voice, "Is the young regiment leader joking with me?"

It's fine if you just killed someone else's pony, but you still go straight to their base camp?

It's not in such a hurry to throw yourself into the trap, is it?

"Headmaster He, don't worry, just listen to me."

Mu Li picked up the box used by the bloody battle mercenary group, split the lock with a knife, and opened the box.

There are no bluebells in it.

He Meng's fat face froze for a moment.

"The people in the bloody battle plan to eat black people?"

Mu Li chuckled, and then opened his own box.

There is only one ordinary stone that can no longer be ordinary, which is clearly not the Leihen Stone.

"You? What's going on?"

He Meng was not an idiot either, and realized that there was something else hidden in this matter.

Mu Li sighed.

"Father may have guessed that the bloody battle mercenary group is planning to play tricks, so he sat in the camp by himself and asked me to explore the autumn wind."

"This... then what if the people in the bloody battle didn't play tricks?"

"If you don't play tricks, let me retreat and try not to cause conflicts. I don't have a thunder mark stone, how can I trade?"

"Then... we just now?"

Hemon was stunned for a moment.

The head of the group told you not to start a conflict, did you knock them all off?

"I am also helpless."

Mu Li waved his hand.

"I don't have time to explain to you now. Hurry up and lead the way. We won't have a chance when Frey and the others come back."

"You... are sure that Frey and the others are not in the camp."

"Sure!"

When He Meng wanted to say something else, Mu Li kicked him.

"Why are you talking so much, if you don't leave, I'll cut you!"

He Meng rubbed his ass resentfully, remembering Mu Li's ruthless methods just now, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and set off towards the Bloody Battle Camp with his own troops.

Mu Li and his cronies followed behind He Meng and the others, walking quickly.

......

"Sister Ling'er, when will my father come back?"

A boy hugged a girl's thigh and asked innocently.

"It won't be too long. The group leader brought so many people there, and they will be back soon."

The girl named Ling'er took the boy's hand and comforted her.

The boy seemed to miss his relatives a little bit, his face was dark, and he pouted with an unhappy look on his face.

At this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from outside the camp.

Ling'er's face brightened, she raised her head and looked outside the door, only to see a red-haired young man walking in with strides.

Mu Li glanced at Ling'er and the boy beside her, walked towards the house without saying a word.

When he came to a wall, Mu Li pursed his lips, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

A few cronies behind him quickly followed in, and Mu Li ordered them to search the mechanism in the house.

"what!"

A girl's terrified cry came from outside, Mu Li frowned, turned and walked out.

He Meng stared at Ling'er with a lewd smile on his face.

At this moment, the boy hugged the girl's thigh and cried loudly, calling for his father.

The corner of Mu Li's mouth curled up, and he stepped forward and patted He Meng's shoulder, making the fat man tremble.

"Young regiment leader, you also know my hobbies."

"Shut up~"

Mu Li said something softly, and the warm smile on his face made He Meng shut his mouth instantly, and quickly backed away.

"Little friend, tell uncle, when did your father leave?"

The child in front of him is only four or five years old, ten years behind his own age, so it is not an exaggeration to call him an uncle.

"Mulli, what on earth do you want to do?!"

Ling'er obviously knew Mu Li, and shouted loudly relying on her usual coquettish habits.

Hearing the harsh voice, Mu Li pursed his lips impatiently, "Hermon, she is yours."

He Meng laughed, called the little beauty and rushed up.

"do not want!"

Ling'er was completely stunned, looking at the fleshy ball in front of her, she couldn't imagine how the other party would pounce.

"Little friend, don't be afraid, uncle will take you to find Dad."