The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1188: Really strenuous
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Three ancient warriors sat and died, and there was no chance to warn them.
"Nineteen ls, make up twenty of them, and we will withdraw!" Wang Meng glanced at the three dead bodies, bared his white teeth, and whispered.
Wind chime smiled sweetly and allure.
The two didn't rush out, but waited for the patrol team to pass again before they got out.
Although the patrol team is not the most powerful existence of martial arts, they are patrolling everywhere. Even if the powerful ancient martial artist falls asleep, he will feel the outside world.
The patrol path and interval time of the patrol team are regular. Once this regularity is gone, there will be no footsteps that should have sounded. This will attract the attention of the smart and powerful.
Among the young ancient warriors, Wang Meng and Feng Chime are absolutely invincible, but there are more than one hundred young ancient warriors here. Once alarmed, it must be a group battle. In case the old antiques of the old Guwu camp were alarmed, then Wang Meng and Long Feiyun would not be able to escape.
After Wang Meng got out of the tent, they went straight to the tree.
Tip your toes lightly on the branch, and the two of them floated to the next tent with their strength, as light as a feather...
Under the silver moonlight, Wang Meng and Feng Chime left this Eagle Country camp and directly entered another camp not far away.
They have completed the number of twenty and moved to the Meiguo Camp.
For a long time, Wang Meng's number of twenty is for the young camp of Guwu in a country.
It's still silent, and it's still very smooth.
In just ten minutes, nineteen Meiguo ancient martial artists were killed in Huangquan.
The two got out of a tent and went straight to the center.
Standing on a big tree, the two of them were covered by dense foliage.
At this time, the two had already killed nineteen young Guwu from Mei Guo. It was one less than Wang Meng's so-called non-greedy twenty.
At this time, an oil lamp was still on in a large tent in the middle 100 meters away. Moreover, the curtain of the tent has not been lowered.
This tent is bigger than the others.
The location of Wang Meng and the wind chimes can clearly see the scene in the big tent.
At this moment, in the big account was sitting a man from Mei Guo with a big nose, black hair and blue eyes, and a map was placed on the table in front of him. This person makes a circle on the map.
According to the information of the ancient eastern tribe, this person is the leader of the young ancient tribe in the west, Bilku Davis, resourceful, and is said to be good at arranging troops.
Being able to become the leader of the younger generation of the ancient Western tribe, obviously this person is good and must have a skill. Moreover, Wang Meng and Feng Chime also felt that their strength was indeed not weak at this time.
Wang Meng and Feng Chime hesitated at this time, should they kill this Davis.
Wang Meng and the wind chime came to sneak attack, not rushing, in case something happens, it is not easy to get out. Moreover, Wang Meng's plan to kill 20 people in each Western camp would also fail.
Even if the two of them are strong, not keeping them together will give Davis, who is not weak, a chance to call for help.
Wang Meng and Feng Chime were connected with each other, and they did not take immediate action. Instead, they waited quietly for the opportunity to kill with one blow.
If there is no time, the two decide to abandon this variable Davis, and after killing another Mei Guoguwu, they will leave. Don't lose big because of small things, and don't put yourself in danger because of this variable. After all, there are not just the younger generation around here.
A cloud is approaching the full moon above the night sky.
There is silence around.
The wind is blowing.
A gust of wind blew through the camp, and the grass and trees in the camp made a rustling noise.
Wang Meng felt the direction of the wind, and suddenly flipped his hand, and there was a small blue and white porcelain vase in his hand.
When the wind chimes saw this, I hurriedly hold my breath.
Wang Meng opened the lid, and the mouth of the bottle was facing downwards. The white powder fell from the porcelain bottle and was taken away by the wind, floating towards the tent.
The cloud on the night sky suddenly blocked the moonlight, and the ground went dark.
It's this time!
Wang Meng and Feng Chime kicked the tree trunk with their feet, and their bodies shot out. In the blink of an eye, the two shot into the tent.
Woo! A gust of wind picked up the leaves on the ground, blew into the tent, and overturned the map on the case.
Davis in the tent frowned, stood up, and went to lower the curtain.
Huh?
Davis suddenly shook his body, and he felt suddenly dizzy.
No good, the wind is poisonous!
Davis was shocked.
Wang Meng’s poison is not a poison that kills people, but a coma, and it is a drug that can be volatilized and eliminated within a certain period of time.
If someone is found to have been poisoned to death, it will arouse public outrage.
Because the ancients hate poisoners the most, they think this is a way of indiscriminate use.
Moreover, Wang Meng's action was to deter and cause panic among the young ancients in the West, not to arouse public outrage.
When the two armies are fighting, as long as one side is timid, it will be defeated.
Wang Meng night attacked the young ancient army camp in the West, and the other side thought with his heels that he knew that it was the young ancient tribe from the East.
The young and ancient people in the East have such unconscious strength, which will inevitably make them fearful.
People are a little bit scared, and their combat power is bound to be greatly reduced.
This is not important. What is important is that Wang Meng must break the rule-based tactics under the current ancient rules, advance the pace of the war, and end the battle as soon as possible.
Wang Meng and Feng Chime rushed into the tent, one left and one right, and they passed Davis. After that, the two broke open the tent almost at the same time, without looking back, and went out.
Davis in the tent stood still for a while, his body fell down, and after falling to the ground, his body was broken into three sections, head, waist, and separated.
From beginning to end, he didn't have time to make a sound.
Wang Meng and the two had just got out of Davis's tent, and a patrol came to face each other.
The patrol team saw the sudden appearance of the two Wang Meng, and couldn't help being stunned.
Wang Meng and the wind chime were not taken aback. They said that it was too late and it was fast. Wang Meng raised his hand and countless steel needles for anesthesia shot out.
The anesthesia needle is too fast, so fast that it can’t be seen with the naked eye.
The patrol team was rushed into the body by an anesthetic steel needle before it issued a warning or counterattack.
The anaesthetic steel needle enters the body, these people are paralyzed, and instantly lose their language and mobility skills.
At this time, the massacre of Wang Meng and Feng Chime began.
This nine-person patrol team was all dead, but there was no blood left behind.
Wang Meng and the two quickly dragged the dead body into Davis' tent.
Just after processing, another patrol team arrived.
"Huh? Where are they?" The patrol leader who led the team muttered. It stands to reason that they crossed patrols and they all came here. It was time to meet another group of patrols.
Plop!
Plop!
As soon as the little boss spoke, he and the people behind him suddenly fell to the ground in a coma.
The slaughter, start again.
"It would be great if they were all killed!" Wang Meng regretted, and with his poisoning method, he definitely caught it with his hands.
"You are really struggling, why do you always apply poison temporarily? You should use poison as soon as you come in, why bother so strenuously." Feng Chin laughed.
"Yeah!" Wang Meng patted his forehead.
Wind chimes can't help but laugh.