Orc God-level Miner

On the second day of the Mercenary Tournament, the west wind overwhelmed the east, and the Southern Continent Mercenary Corps won a big victory.

The arena competition ended. The ten mercenary groups on the ten arenas opened fifty-five in the north and south. After so many years, the mercenary competition finally triggered the second round-the points race. The organizer, the North and South Mercenary Association, had a special day in the schedule for the ten mercenary groups who were lucky enough to enter the second round to have a better rest.

This year's mercenary competition is definitely the most brutal in the past ten years.

The Golden Shield Mercenary Group became the first person to eat crabs. They measured the true strength of the First Noble Group and paid an extremely painful price. How does it feel to hit the bullet? Foday can answer you simply, it hurts more than a knife, you definitely don't want to try.

There was no life-death conflict between the First Noble Regiment of the Southern Continent and the Golden Shield Mercenary Group. It was really unwise to make a fuss. An Ran finally took the non-orcs from the group and walked towards the gathering place of the wounded in the Golden Shield Mercenary Group.

"Fodaymei...well, sir, are you okay?"

Originally it was an absolutely kind greeting, but what I heard from An Ran's mouth was awkward. Is this a provocation? If you win, you win, and Nima also brought someone to wash away the people! "The cat is crying and the mouse is fake compassion. Get out of here! See you once and hit you once!" Foday's canine teeth brightened and his fists clenched.

An Ran didn't react much, and the non-orc rescue team behind him was unhappy. That is to say, they were kind, and they even took out this kind of special wound medicine that is unique in the whole continent and rushed up to express their condolences. This kind of conscience was eaten by a dog, so let him die. "Don't worry about them, if you save such a white-eyed wolf, you are not sure how many misfortunes will be caused. It will be good if the idiots in the Northern Continent are disabled."

Foday is a straight person, but he is not stupid. He was worried about the serious disability of the 40 soldiers of the elite group. The first noble regiment in the Southern Continent didn't know what weapon it was using, and looking at the little one hurting his eyes, blood gurgled. He just couldn't say anything yet. Look at your own elite team, and then look at the opponent's orcs mixed with non-orcs skirmishers.

The disparity in military strength is not just a little bit. Moreover, people came in accordance with the rules of the hegemony competition, and doing such a cruel thing makes people unable to make mistakes at all. Foday's temperament is inherently irritable, and he can only break his teeth when encountering such a thing. Swallow, the face of the middle-aged Uncle Mei couldn't help but get darker again.

He couldn't go to the First Noble Group to discuss an explanation, this would only make the Durex family jokes. But the injury on the leg is not a joke, Foday is an orc warrior with a lot of combat experience. He slightly checked the injuries of the orcs in the regiment, and knew that this time the problem was tricky, and he never wanted to hear the other party say such things.

What do you mean by "the crippled man in the North Continent is it good?" Bastard!

Foday is about to pounce at the non-orc who complained in the first noble regiment medical team. If you win, you will win. The Golden Shield mercenary regiment can't afford to lose. Why are you so hard to curse people? Foday was stopped by someone halfway through it, not An Ran, but Fatty Lu who accompanied An Ran to investigate the situation. He is the Minister of United Front Work, and it is necessary to fully understand the actual lethality of each formation.

"Captain Foday, don't be impulsive. Speaking of which non-orcs in our regiment will say this, it is also because your attitude is not good. If you are more polite, you won't be like this." You hurt people like this and didn't look for it. If you are in trouble, you still have a good attitude? Your brain was blown by a bullet too, kiss!

Not only Foday. Everyone in the Golden Shield Mercenary Group almost couldn't lift it up.

Seeing that the contradiction is about to intensify, Fatty Lu said in a timely manner: "It's just a small injury. Just dig out the bullet and take a pill. Your Excellency is so serious?"

Foday was injured. Fatty Lu made his stomach full of anger with a single sentence. Everyone knows how much the injury affects the orcs. This time it is not just an injury, but a lifelong disability. This submachine gun designed by Wen Renle is very powerful, and the bullets have almost been embedded in the bones. The travel doctors on the mainland can indeed deal with some simple wounds. If this is serious, Foday is not able to tell.

Under such circumstances, Fatty Lu turned out to speak loudly. "Take a look at it. It's as easy as you said. Don't say apologize, let me call you uncle!" Foday looked at Fatty Lu with a cold face, coughing, of course he wanted to look at Fatty Lu , From the scale of the battle to the battle plan and even the formation used were all decisions made by Fatty Lu.

The first noble regiment in the Southern Continent was all unfamiliar soldiers, all of which were not well-known. Under such circumstances, Fatty Lu, a somewhat reputable super rich second-generation mercenary regiment United Front Minister, naturally took hold. All hatred values.

spit! This **** fat man!

Heal? Yes, of course!

Fatty Lu nodded his head with a smile, the fat all over his face was shaking. "Just apologize, let a respected uncle like you call me uncle, I'm really afraid of losing my life."

Damn it! I pushed my nose to my face.

These orcs and non-orcs of the First Noble Regiment were indeed dazzled by the victory, and their performance in the mercenary competition was enough to make the whole continent notice them. An Ran looked at the proud Fatty Lu, and then at the fluttering soldiers in the regiment.

They are all from the rich and wealthy, and their temperament is not stable enough, they need more experience. Well, the second round of the points race should be a good opportunity. While thinking about the arrangements for the second round of the tournament in his heart, An Ran walked towards the wounded camp temporarily set up by the Golden Shield Mercenary Corps while staying with the non-orcs from the medical team.

Gathering the non-orcs who had followed him, An Ran randomly selected a non-orc from the wounded camp, and according to the procedure seen on TV before, first pour a little spirit fruit wine on the orc's wound. The effect of the pills is indeed very powerful, and it should be possible without sterilization, but in line with the purpose of being responsible to the members of the team, Enron still went through the standard procedure once.

Washed the wound with Lingguo wine, poured some wine on the scalpel, and released a small fireball with the help of "Rahill's Letter", took the scalpel on the fireball and roasted it. He carefully explained the reasons for each step and what should be paid attention to during specific operations. The orc who was chosen as a demonstration by him screamed when he poured the spirit fruit wine, and watched the small fireball floating in the air, his whole face turned pale, and when An Ran was about to move the knife, he rolled his eyes. People fainted.

An Ran was still stunned. How can such a strong man feel dizzy like this.

He didn't know, this side of the Orc Continent. Yu Heal never used a knife. Everyone says that those who can enter the mercenary group, especially the ten largest mercenary groups in the Northern Continent, are true men, and you won't be able to make a sound even if you punch or kick them. It was a rare thing that the knife made people fainted before it even cut into the meat.

Foday's face is already ugly. Although he also felt that An Ran's methods of treating injuries were a bit cruel, he frightened the elite fighters of the Golden Shield Family and fainted. Especially this is still in front of the old man of Durex family George, where he put his old face.

He lifted his foot and wanted to kick the orc, "It's worthless, pretend to die!" Before he kicked it up, An Ran's scalpel was already flying. Being able to get into the position of acting head, Old Foday was able to distinguish the importance and importance, under the gaze of George's joking and mocking eyes. He retracted his raised foot. Turn your attention back to Enron's scalpel.

This kind of thing is done safely for the first time, and he is not very skilled. Simply people fainted. Cutting on him is just like cutting dead pork. This ensures the smooth progress of the operation.

He did not consider the problem of the cut surface. Regardless of the size of the cut surface, a pill of bruises should be protected. He directly crossed the wound and took the tweezers to clamp the bullet out. The tip of the bullet had been embedded in the bone, and An Ran pulled it out, and the guy fainted with a scream. woke up.

It's good to faint, but it's hard to deal with when you wake up.

When the orc saw the movement in An Ran's hands at first glance, the knife cut on him like a butcher's meat, and his liver and gallbladder were split in an instant. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". The wound opened wider and the blood flow was faster. He was shot three times before he took a bullet. An Ran didn’t dare to feed him pills. At this time, he was fed pills, and the bullets would not be in the flesh. went?

He winked at Fat Lu, and wanted Fat Lu to knock this guy unconscious. The man seemed to be aware of An Ran's intentions, and before Fatty Lu could do anything, he screamed even more fiercely, "It's killing people! It's killing people!"

I go!

It's like this, how can I have an operation? An Ran is worried about it, and the savior is here. He had forgotten that there was a sword-like **** among the main force of the First Noble regiment-Wu Ergou had wood!

Wu Ergou pushed aside the crowd and squeezed to An Ran's side, and directly took out the kitchen knife inserted in his waist. At first glance, it was often polished. The surface of the knife was glowing with cold light. Wu Ergou showed a mouthful of white teeth and said: "Manager Your lord, you rest, I'll come!" His swordsmanship is absolutely reassuring, and he nodded peacefully, "Can you see clearly what to do?"

"I followed my dad to slaughter pigs and meat when I was five years old. Isn't that just a bullet? Don't worry, it's okay!"

no problem? Can taking bullets be the same as chopping pork? Pig-killing knife, that's pig-killing knife, hey! Can that product be used on people casually? Seeing that guy was about to faint, not only him, but even Old Man Foday couldn't hold it anymore.

Wu Ergou didn't care about so many, he was so fast, he swiped a few knives and cut it, and then slapped that guy's thigh, and the bullet bounced out by himself. A godlike swordsman, An Ran feels that this is a natural art every time he sees it. The degree of precision and smoothness is so touching.

The guy didn’t even scream in a hurry, so An Ran threw a bruise injury medicine into his mouth. The three blood holes in his leg healed directly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After half a minute, if not There are still blood stains on the side, you can't see any traces on your hands at all.

Perfect! so perfect!

Foday jumped directly on the leg of the group member who was used as a demonstration, and fumbled incessantly.

Abhorrent cold! Everyone is an orc. What kind of trouble do you feel so affectionate about?

Do you want to **** with me?

The orc who was held underground to be touched was grief and indignation. He was full of goosebumps and gritted his teeth for half a minute, and finally couldn't help kicking Old Man Foday out with a blushing face. "You rascal, you bastard!"

"Puff!" An Ran smiled unkindly.

Of course, he was definitely not the one who laughed the loudest. George, the acting head of the Durex mercenary group, had been waiting to see the jokes of his old opponent. He just yelled unceremoniously when Foday was kicked out. "Foday, you dead old man, old bachelor, I said why you didn't find a non-orc to live your life, it turns out that you have such a hobby!"

After this sound, the soldiers of the Golden Shield Mercenary Group jumped one meter away, and everyone looked at Foday with a defensive expression.

orz...Middle-aged Uncle American has a reputation for more than 100 years. It's so ruined!

"Ghost Wu! What is the relationship between Guishou Wu and you?" Everyone was amazed by the magical healing power of the pills, and the crowd suddenly thought of a surprised question. An Ran looked at the place where the sound rang, and they were all mercenaries from the Northern Continent. Among them, he only knew one, the hapless head of the Profound Snake Mercenary Group.

Lid the snakewalker.

Wu Ergou, the ghost hand Wu!

An Ran's heart also thumped. I remembered the scene of Wu Ergou being chased by his father when they went to the Dongwu Butcher's house to look for someone that day. Enron believes in coincidence. But I don't believe it can be such a coincidence.

All of them have wonderful swordsmen, and their surnames are Wu.

That ghost hand Wu is probably Wu Ergou's father. From this point of view, there is no simple one in the entire first noble regiment. I originally thought that Wu Ergou was the most common one. The orcs of the butcher's family had followed skinning and slaughtering since they were young, and learned a wonderful knife skill. The warrior level is not that bad. This guy is indeed ordinary, but his dad is a legend.

Of course An Ran wouldn’t say it out of my guess. I don’t know whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend. Besides, it can be recognized only by showing a swordsman. It only shows that Wu Tuhu was famous when he was mixed up in the rivers and lakes. People from the Northern Continent, the twists and turns inside Enron can almost be guessed.

Wu Ergou's father, Wu Tuhu, should have been in the Northern Continent when he was young. The mix was pretty good, but something happened later, the rapids retreated bravely, took his wife and children to the Southern Continent and settled in the Imperial Capital. Going incognito and started the job of killing pigs and meat.

Regardless of the specific matter for the time being, only that he, an orc warrior who wants status, status, and reputation, can resolutely abandon these acquired glory and take his family to the Southern Continent to live an ordinary life. This is remarkable. It is easy to change from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality. But butcher Wu is truly detached.

Wu Ergou was surprised. It was the first time he met his father's old acquaintance. Just about to say something, An Ran stretched out his hand to block it. "Which mercenary group teaches such a ignorant person, just stand upright when you talk to people, and it's nothing good to hide your head and show your tail!"

Seeing An Ran's uncomfortable face, Lid shook fiercely, causing Er Hei to toss once. There was a real shadow in his heart, although at this moment, because of the inconvenience and inconvenience of the operation to demonstrate the operation, An Ran entrusted the black cat to it. Anqi, Lid is still worried. Can you not worry, the dignified high-ranking orc, let the cat fight without the strength to fight back, he also targeted the sensitive parts.

Lead is not afraid of being beaten, not afraid of being taught, he is afraid that this cat will entangle him, hey! Tut, he is going to marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a baby, how can he ruin his innocence by a black cat?

This time there is really no conspiracy, An Ran thinks too much.

Before Lid took over the mysterious snake, this mercenary group already existed, and at that time it was not called the mysterious snake. Wu Tuhu was an absolute elite in the mercenary group, and later left because of some unknown reason and the sub-group leader fell out. The person who asked him had a good relationship with Wu Tuhu in his early years, and he was really happy.

Suddenly, there was a message of an old friend who seemed to have not seen each other for more than 20 years, and joy could not be restrained. After the two scoops of cold water were poured in An Ran, he realized that he was impulsive. Of course, Wu Tuhu was forced to travel far to the southern continent. .

Can't find your dad yet can't find you?

There are not many enemies on the road, so that all the enemies of Wu Tuhu's early years come to his door and he can bear it?

An Ran yelled a few more times, but no one stood up. He wanted to come to the other party and figured out the ins and outs, and this matter was suppressed for the time being. If he really knows about Wu Tuhu, he will definitely come back to him again. An Ran gave Wu Ergou a soothing look and motioned him not to get excited.

The most important thing at this time is to deal with the remaining 39 people quickly.

Among these people, the lucky ones got one or two shots, and the bad ones had blood holes in their thighs. Injury to the aorta cannot be dragged. There was medicine for traumatic injuries and should not cure the dead, so he retreated safely to the second line and handed over all the work of fetching bullets to the non-orcs of the medical team. Each person is responsible for one, and Wu Ergou will take care of the rest. Under such a severely unbalanced task load, Wu Ergou was able to complete it with others.

The generals in the wounded barracks still wailed, but within a few minutes they were alive and well, even more vigorous than before the injury. Unbelievable! Foday turned his neck stiffly to look at An Ran, and then at Wu Ergou. Finally, he gritted his teeth and shouted at Fat Lu: "Uncle!"

Damn it! Fatty Lu couldn't stand firm, and squatted directly on the ground. All the fat is flicked and flicked. Noodle tears, who can afford your uncle?

Even if this matter passed, Fatty Lu seemed to have suffered internal injuries. Waving his hand, he walked back to his camp. The shock brought by the pills has not passed, the First Noble Group did not give others any opportunity to inquire about intelligence, after Fatty Lu left. An Ran also left with the medical team.

On this day, the Southern Continent Mercenary Group had achieved impressive results when fighting against the Northern Continent, and the mercenaries would always express their gratitude. The decision was immediately made and decided to hold a bonfire party this evening, requiring all participating mercenary groups in the Southern Continent to participate. The first aristocratic regiment wanted to thank the guests behind closed doors, so they thought of an excuse and said that they should carefully prepare for the second round.

Wen Renhao went to preach the words, and that's what the External Liaison Department did. His remarks were directly rejected on the spot. Taking into account the time of the celebration, the mercenary will always make a special decision after the end of the first round. Take a day off, and then go to the second round of points racing.

Mercenaries will always invite so kindly, and then refuse to be ignorant of current affairs.

This evening, the total of 210 members of the First Noble Regiment, plus the family of Fatty Lu, the family of Igarashi White Ghost, and Tu Baozi Gu Baozi, all attended the celebration. The Mercenary Association didn’t seem to know how to write these two low-key words at all. Under the gaze of Huo Huo Lang’s eyes in the Northern Continent, he was stunned to let the head of the five mercenary groups that successfully advanced to the next round to go to the middle to talk about the promotion. Testimonials.

The first to bear the brunt is the first noble regiment.

Igarashi White Ghost is the head of the team. That's right. How can I say that his household registration is also from the Northern Continent. He can't go. The eyes of everyone in the regiment fell on him as the director. Tut, this deserves it. Who made him speak big words?

The orcs in the regiment were busy drinking and eating meat. You are not an orc, who are you not on?

"This time I was able to kick the Xuan Snake Mercenary Group into the second round successfully. I would like to thank the Southern Continent Mercenary Association for their trust and recommendation, thank all members of the Mercenary Group for their hard work, and thank the logistics team and the torture team. , Everyone from the medical team for their strong support, thank you to the major mercenary groups in the North Continent for their polite and humility..."

This thank you note is very gunpowder! Before he finished speaking, the man of the mysterious snake mercenary group shot over with cannibalistic eyes. An Ran smiled shyly at Leading Lead. The tragic leader of the group again remembered his tragic situation on the ring. As soon as the chrysanthemum tightened, he drove all the members back to his camp with a stern face.

Blame only that I am inferior to others, let people say something, what's wrong? Will you die if you say a few words?

The atmosphere of the celebration was very good. The orcs of the killing group came later than Enron and the others. Jomo took the people straight to the first noble group and announced that the place was disbanded and took his seat. Jomo sat down next to Xue Ruyue. .

"Yueyue!"

"How did you come?"

"I'll see you!" Hey the boy who is in love! Do you remember that you are one of the eight great mercenaries? This shy appearance is really unacceptable.

Xue Ruyue said nothing, he nodded and continued to show everyone his craft. Out of these days, he was bored and learnt from Wu Ergou. He was a bit perverted and paranoid about torture, especially after Enron learned from the ten major tortures in ancient China and had in-depth exchanges with him, Xue Ruyue's enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high.

You know, there is a kind of "ling chi" in the top ten tortures. This thing requires very precise knife skills. At this moment, Xue Ruyue is doing exercises against a whole roasted lamb. Except for a greeting at the beginning, Qiao Mo sat down, and Xue Ruyue ignored him. He watched the sharp dagger flying in Xue Ruyue's hand, and slices of delicious lamb flew into the basin in front of him.

Jomo only treated him as a virtuous one, and took a slice from the basin and threw it into his mouth.

"Yueyue, take a break and I will do it myself."

Hmm, Jomo really regarded Xue Ruyue as his wife, thinking that his daughter-in-law was doing housework? No matter how perverted he is, he can't think that the torture thinking has penetrated into Xue Ruyue's life. Although he is not as moody and bloodthirsty as Joe Mo, he is always in touch with various professional skills.

Skinning him, dismantling the bones, he is also going, the pieces of meat are still him.

Xue Ruyue turned her head and glanced at Qiao Mo infinitely tenderly. Against the smooth dagger in his hand, Qiao Mo shook fiercely. Xue Ruyue has always been gentle, even if he is doing cruel things on his hands, "You think too much."

The two perverts here are doing the first technical exchange, and on the main team, An Ran has already tapped the spoon with the copper basin and sings.

A pair of birds, the sky and the sea are flying wide;

A glass of wine. Their respective worlds;

Two pairs of legs, stepping on time to chase a perfection;

No regrets, we will never go back.

Who are you. Contaminated with the sun and the moon;

Who am I, have drunk the water of the Milky Way;

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, both go to the world to spend a fight;

next time. Meet in seven dimensions.

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He has a clear voice and sings a melodious tune. There is a kind of free and easy domineering. At this time, all the grievances were put down, everyone was looking at him, and slowly remembered the ups and downs that had gone through with the brothers of the mercenary group in the past. The rattling celebration finally settled down. Regardless of whether it was the leader or the small soldier, everyone had it, and celebrated being able to get together today.

Meeting is fate.

This night. Sleeping outside in the open air is full of people, An Ran sang happily and directly contributed the spirit fruit wine stored in the space. Orcs in the Southern Continent seldom can drink wine, and large merchants like the Lu family can occasionally. Get a few bottles. The orcs seemed to have a natural love for wine, and all the orcs in the 20 mercenary groups, including the first noble group, drank high.

On weekdays, the heads who sneered and ridiculed every day when they met each other, even holding a wine jar, hooking their shoulders and taking a bite for you and me. An Ran smiled outside the crowd and looked at the scene under the dark sky, feeling a huge satisfaction in his heart. After crossing to the Orc Continent, he was always busy and always on the go, so there were not many restful days like this.

The next day, everyone in the Southern Continent felt the pain of a hangover. Especially those mercenary group leaders who have long been greedy for spirit fruit wine and have never had a chance to drink it. An Ran appointed a pot to sober up the soup. Not only to the orcs of the first noble regiment, but all the non-orcs of the logistics team are dispatched, to send spring-like care to all the orcs in the state of hangover headaches.

Dear, sober soup? Order a bowl for one hundred. Drink it to ensure that your headaches are all eliminated, and there are not many opportunities to buy as soon as possible!

Although the spirit fruit wine was given out, An Ran made a fortune again with the name of the sober soup. Except for the streamlined personnel of the First Noble Regiment and the Oracle Regiment, the other mercenary groups moved thousands of people. More than 20,000 people’s sober soup was sent over, and two million common points were earned back. Regardless of whether it is Lingguo Wine or Sober Soup, it is all taken from the space and the cost is negligible.

This is net profit! Seeing that my brother has such a business acumen, An Qi is not convinced. He saved the amount that he had for a whole year, but he earned it back in minutes. They were all babies born in his father's stomach. Why is the gap so big?

Enron is happy to make money, and the orc mercenaries who consume are also happy.

Everyone has an account in their minds, it's just one hundred common points, dear, do you know how much wine you drank last night? This wine is much better than Singer's fine wine in the North Continent. Do you know the price of Singer's? One hundred general points, you can't buy a bottle of wine. Hey!

Besides, take a look at how good the hangover soup is. It is 100% common. This is still the internal price!

These orc mercenaries in the Southern Continent planned to have more excuses to come to such celebrations in the future, especially the orcs of the Ice Regiment and the Burning Flame Regiment. They usually tried their best to get anything out of An Ran’s hands. This time He was generous, and he didn't feel sorry for the contribution of so many barbecue wines.

Distressed? What are you distressed about?

An Ran's generosity is enough to earn a good reputation. You say barbecue, we only provide a little cooking service and subsidize some cumin powder or something. As for the spirit fruit wine, it is completely mass-produced. There are so many fruits, and there is no place to put it if you don't make wine. Although he took out the things, he didn't spend a penny more. What's so distressing.

Those who come to participate in the mercenary competition are the top mercenaries in the southern continent. After drinking his wine and eating his barbecue, there is something in the future to give three-point thin noodles, right?

Everyone was happy, and Igarashi Xinghui was sulking in the camp alone when it was full of joy. Tut, who didn’t know that Igarashi Xinghui was addicted to alcohol, because I was embarrassed when I drank inadvertently last time. His unfilial grandson Igarashi white ghost stared at him personally, and the whole celebration only allowed him to sip three sips of wine. .

hurt! Completely hurt!

Just as sad as Igarashi Xinghui is a certain mercenary group in the North Continent, the fourth mercenary group in the North Continent, named Singles. It is the fine wine from the Northern Continent Singles. That mercenary group is different from other families. They have assembled a large number of wine lovers, and they don't care much about the division of power and the contradictions between the North and South Continents.

Just smell it and you will know that this wine is superb.

The North and the South are one family, can we share a bite?

Shrimp? can not?

Is it too late to transfer the account to the southern mainland now?

After eating and drinking, the training is still as usual. The reserve team continued to practice shooting. The master in charge has spoken. In the points race of tomorrow, each mercenary group can only send 20 people out. The main team will go to 6 and the remaining 14 places can be obtained by everyone in the reserve team. The shooting competition will be held in the afternoon. Ten bullets per person, whoever has the highest hit rate will go.

Finally, a sentence was added: It has been determined that the food for two days out will be cooked by the master. Dear friends, come on.

Why is the accuracy of training? Enron is preparing to test the soldiers in the team in the points race. The bullets are no longer infinite supply, and the daily fixed amount is collected. For a time, for the 14 places. The fighters in the regiment were just like fighting with blood. An Ran looked at the hot scene, nodded and smiled and said: "There is competition only when there is pressure, and when there is pressure, there is progress!"

Among the 14 places, one has been confirmed, Xue Ruyue.

At this time, Xue Ruyue was specially dispatched by An Ran to the Killing Group to communicate with Joe Mo. In this mercenary competition, everyone in the North and South Continents had seen Joe's combat effectiveness. After several exchanges of penalty technology, Enron has given Xue Ruyue a strong sense of belonging to the first noble regiment. Even if he finally married Jomo, the First Noble Regiment was her natal family.

Look at how Qiao Mo was in front of Xue Ruyue. To chase his daughter-in-law, the mother's family needs to please him!

Before the shooting competition begins. Qiao Mo sent Xue Ruyue back to the camp to see his reluctant look when Gu San turned around. He gritted his teeth safely, followed by three steps and two steps, and stuffed the extra emblem into Joe Mo's hand. An Ran wanted to grab Qiao Mo's hand, and in order to keep his innocence to Xue Ruyue, he hid back.

It was the easiest to slap An Ran with a palm, thinking about the weight of An Ran in Xue Ruyue's heart, he didn't dare!

Before they got married, he became a wife and slave after a pervert.

An Ran finally sympathized with someone, but he still didn't know what was good or bad, "Put out your hand!"

"what are you doing?"

"There are good things for you!"

Damn it, you said it earlier. Joe Mo honestly stretched out his hand and put it down in front of An Ran. An Ran put the emblem of the Caomu Horse Mercenary Group in his palm. "This thing is not meant to be spilled, you take it." As an orc who is good at concealed assassination, Jomo's observation ability is very strong, and he soon discovered that these things are not like the thing on Xue Ruyue's arm. Son.

An Ran solemnly handed it to him, it shouldn't be for viewing. Qiao Mo was still puzzled. An Ran picked up the emblem and pressed the button on the back: "Call Xue Ruyue, please answer if you hear it!" Although An Ran didn't have much time to speak in the mercenary channel, he was in the sound troupe. The orcs are non-orcs who don't know. Almost at the same time, Xue Ruyue answered.

"Received, please give instructions!"

instruct? Can you have any instructions? An Ran looked at Joe Mo, who was already dumbfounded, and returned to the camp with a smile. He had just turned around and walked two steps, and a somewhat nervous and excited voice rang from behind him. "Yueyueyueyue, I am Jomo."

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"During target training, I love to go home!" Before Xue Ruyue answered, Gu Li, head of the second regiment, choked over. Qiao Mo thought it was a special communicator that An Ran prepared for him and Xue Ruyue. Hearing other people's voices, he would directly blow up his hair regardless of whether it was an orc or a non-orc.

"Go away, you return the communicator to my family Yueyue."

Gu Li was even more embarrassed, "You should return it! Why are you an outsider holding the emblem of our regiment?"

"Jomo, you shut up!"

Sure enough, An Ran had a shooting competition in the shooting range of the camp, and finally found that the orc warriors had brute force and the accuracy was not as good as the non-orcs, especially the talented non-orcs like Xue Ruyue. Among the 14 places in the reserve group, non-orcs accounted for 9 and beast talents could hold 5. Counting himself, of the 20-person quota, orcs and non-orcs are exactly halfway apart. Such a number makes An Ran very hesitant.

He wanted to limit the number of their bullets in order to achieve the purpose of sharpening. This trick has no effect on the orcs. After the bullets are shot, they can continue to become beasts. What should the non-orcs do? How many people can survive without the life-saving thing like bullets? Now that the result has come out, temporary reversal is not possible, only a non-orc and an orc can be tied together, and the two act together to take care of each other.

That day passed by the infinite shame, resentment, and unwillingness of the orcs in the reserve group. The non-orcs were exasperated. Who said that the orcs warriors are awesome, the non-orcs are weak and incompetent, dear, the time when the orcs stand alone has passed, we Non-orcs can hold up half the sky!