Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

No matter what their status is.

Even if they fight, they won't stop.

The men in black surrounded Lu Meng, expecting him to be exhausted.

Compared to them who had no moves for the time being, Lu Meng, who couldn't stop swinging his sword, naturally consumed more energy.

Lu Meng's heart trembled.

His original intention was to tell these people to give up and leave quickly after taking their things, and not to waste time here.

But he didn't expect that the other party was more leisurely than himself.

Could it be that they knew when the guards would arrive——

Or won't come at all?

Regardless of whether the guard was killed, bribed, or simply on his own...

Corruption.

Lu Meng felt sad about the officials in Scone Town.

Why doesn't he have such good conditions?

Lu Meng's steps moved, and the people in black were also forced back by the sword.

What these people don't know is that it is almost impossible for their physical strength to be exhausted when they are drinking strong alcohol.

As long as they can't do anything to them now and let Lu Meng retreat to the door, they can seize the door and run away at any time.

When it comes to speed, these Shaqs just can't match it.

And even if the guards in this neighborhood pretended to be dead, the previous patrol officers were still very dedicated. It was expected that they would not dare to catch up and delay the business.

Of course, if Lu Meng now has the "simultaneous attack" module, the problem will be simpler.

However, Lu Meng considered that if a conflict broke out in Scone Town, the best option would be to run away.

For long-distance running, endurance is far more important than temporary explosive power.

However, to force him to run away, it would at least require a wanted manhunt in the entire military town.

These Shaqs in black are not qualified enough.

Lu Meng slowly retreated towards the door, but his sword power suddenly stagnated, as if his power could not be used.

There was an obvious gap in the defensive circle where the epee danced.

Seeing this, a man in black hurriedly stepped forward.

"Wait!" the leader in black said anxiously.

Based on his practical experience.

Of course you can tell that this is the trap of the swordsman in black.

However, his own man still held the long knife, with the handle of the knife against his chest, and rushed towards the opponent with all his strength.

There is actually a tendency to sacrifice one's life.

The leader understood.

His subordinates may not have noticed it.

It’s the flaw that’s best.

If it was a trap, then he would use his own life to open a hole!

These people are called superiors and subordinates, and they have deep feelings but they are actually brothers.

From the perspective of this black man.

The enemy shot his brother and wanted to keep him here even if he gave up his life.

The leader gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

really.

Lu Meng's two-handed sword suddenly exerted force, no longer feeling stagnant.

He turned around to face the charging man in black and slashed with his sword.

The heavy sword flew the long knife away directly and slashed into the Shaq man's chest. Broken bones and fresh flesh splashed out of the black clothes.

At the same time, Lu Meng's sword circle naturally collapsed.

The back is completely exposed.

"Kill him!" Shaq roared with his last strength.

now.

The tip of the black-clothed leader's knife was already aimed at Lu Meng's back.

Lu Meng tried his best to turn his body.

But with the vicious eyes of the leader in black, how could he miss the opportunity.

puff!

The heavy sword completely broke the upper body of the man in black into two pieces.

The long knife also penetrated Lu Meng's back.

But the leader felt something was wrong.

He missed the mark.

Lu Meng groaned and remained motionless, holding the barbed sword in both hands. The sharp edge of the heavy sword pressed directly against the black-clothed leader's knife-wielding hand.

If the leader draws his sword, his arm will be cut off.

At the moment, he could only abandon his sword, turn over and retreat.

With his pride, he didn't expect that the black-clothed swordsman still had the energy to fight back, so he used his sword with all his strength.

Crash--

Suddenly, countless coins leaked out of Lu Meng's clothes and fell to the floor with a clanking sound.

He commissioned Li Liu to use a weaving technique to net and secure each Kai coin, layer by layer, and actually made a money armor vest composed of Kai coins.

It’s an incredible amount of work that was only recently completed.

This is the inspiration that Lu Meng got from the Native Americans in history. They used the incoming copper coins to weave bronze armor in the hope of blocking bullets.

Compared with the productivity of the indigenous people, the smelting and casting technology of copper coins is a dimensionality reduction blow.

The situation in the wasteland world is very similar to this.

The coin itself is cast using ancient craftsmanship and is extremely solid. It cannot be easily damaged or scratched by ordinary weapons.

Just now they were the ones who blocked the almost fatal blow of the leader in black.

But the silk thread that held the coin together was just made of ordinary material. It was cut open by the tip of the knife, and the long knife still penetrated it.

After all, it deflected the direction.

Coupled with Lu Meng's body skills, the long knife only hurt his ribs...

【Toughness 36→39】

He took a breath, feeling a twinge in the side of his chest.

'Maybe add some lungs. ’

Lu Meng laughed at himself in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.

“The holy fire never ceases, and God’s warriors are immortal.”

He said coldly:

"But how many lives do you sneaky people have?"

The long sword just hung on the body of the swordsman in black, dripping with blood. He held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword raised like a bull's horns, as if he could keep fighting like this.

The leader in black took another long knife from his subordinate.

His heart was filled with hatred, but he also had a trace of hesitation.

There were only five of them in total.

Now both brothers were killed in the hands of this black-clothed swordsman.

Looking at his desperate style of play, he really looks like the lunatic from the Holy Kingdom who believes in the Oakland Evil God.

If this fight continues, more brothers may lose their lives.

In this fallen age.

There are very few tribesmen who are still willing to follow Krall's teachings.

Every one of them is a heroic and true Shaq, and each of them dies one less.

And if the swordsman in black is allowed to kill another brother, his mission will actually be considered a failure.

but!

The leader in black still raised his knife and pointed it at the opponent, his fighting spirit was equally high.

——Never retreat, this is also the teaching of Krall!

"Woo————"

Suddenly, a long horn blast sounded.

Everyone was stunned.

This is the alarm from the city gate watchtower.

"Fight the fire! Fight the fire!" The soldiers shouted from a distance.

fire? Where did the fire come from?

The black-clothed leader was wondering when he smelled a burnt smell at the tip of his nose.

A thick plume of smoke rolled down from the second floor.

Lu Meng noticed it.

Boss Yue Yu took advantage of the fierce fight between himself and the men in black to get up secretly and quickly climbed up the stairs.

Lu Meng originally thought he had escaped.

That's pretty smart.

Because this was originally my purpose, I didn't care about him.

But it seems that this boss is a little smarter than he thought.

He should have lit the fire.

It doesn't matter if the city guards don't care about anything.

If the soldiers at the city gate observe something strange, they will definitely sound the alarm.

In the dark, the fire on the roof is very conspicuous.

The leader's hand holding the knife was trembling.

He had no confidence in killing the swordsman in black in the first place. Now if Shaq soldiers arrived, not only would he not be able to avenge his dead brothers, but all of them would die here.

Including myself.

Such a death is meaningless——

"meaningless?"

The leader muttered.

The dead brothers, the heroic King Shagar, the heroic spirits of Shaq's ancestors... and Krall, who fought with his last resort and never retreated even in the face of a hundred swordsmen, will they agree with his current choice? ?

——Only by surviving can you get revenge.

When you die, there is nothing.

The leader suddenly understood this due to his hatred for the swordsman in black.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Meng - and finally he looked away.

This Shaq man felt that although he still had the strength to fight in his body, his mind was suddenly exhausted.

"Take your things and leave quickly!"

he ordered.

The remaining two men in black seemed a little unwilling.

"Hurry up!" the leader almost roared.

Then he took the lead and walked towards the door.

The two men in black could only carry the armor they had snatched before and quickly follow them.

Lu Meng wisely took a step back and gave way to a large space.

Before leaving.

The leader in black turned his head and glanced at him from a distance.

"Ludin, right? I remember."

"I will look forward to meeting you again on the battlefield - it will be an upright duel!"

Lu Meng: "..."

Lu Meng: "Yeah."

Come if you can.

"Cough cough cough." A cough came and Yue Yu went down to the first floor.

"Hero! Were those people driven away by you?" He didn't see the other men in black. He was ecstatic and stepped forward to hold Lu Meng's hand.

"Thank you for your help! I..."

Yue Yu noticed the horrific-looking injuries on Lu Meng's body again, and was even more moved.

"Be careful, they might come back." Lu Meng avoided it calmly, and suddenly said: "Look at that!"

He pointed.

"What! Hero, help me... uh." Yue Yu was already frightened, and he looked back nervously.

clang!

The owner of the armor dealer, who had narrowly escaped death, didn't notice Lu Meng's little move and was knocked unconscious.