Orc God-level Miner

"The director is big...people, we are still in the field of the competition."

An Ran blinked, "What's the matter? I'm arranging the task, don't interrupt me!" All the orcs and non-orcs of the first noble regiment left behind in the base camp are about to cry. Nima makes you handy, so you can choose to listen. It's a tragedy. The sad reminder was not enough to describe their feelings at this time, but Fatty Lu decisively issued the order, "The whole team returns to camp!"

You think so well, dear. Do you think that if you want to go back, people will let you go back obediently?

"Vice-tuan Lu... don't go... brothers rarely have time to get together."

Who is your brother? Fatty Lu turned his head around and looked at the figure of the orc without the Northern Continent, and then put down half of his heart, well, "I am not a deputy group, our mercenary group does not have a deputy group, you still call me Lu Fatty."

"How can it work? Fat brother, your mercenary group seems to be very planned!" The relationship is so affectionate, and it is really premeditated. Fatty Lu squinted at him, "This is not the area of ​​my responsibility," he reached out. The Igarashi White Ghost who leaned aside pointed at him, "Our head knows this best. Your Excellency should ask him."

ask him? Igarashi White Ghost? Who dare? Do you really think that the orc warriors in the mid-Hongmeng period are vegetarian?

If it is so easy to give up, people can't mix with the high level of the mercenary group, then the guy gets closer, and sticks to Fat Lu's ear and says, "Fat brother, how about revealing something? I promise to beastly that I will never talk nonsense. Yes." Guarantee, swear or something. A bit credible, the character requirements of the orc warriors in the Orc Continent are very high, and it is guaranteed. I have made an oath, if you can't do it, you will really want the gods of heaven to strike you.

Of course it is not that there are no loopholes to take advantage of. This guy's guarantee is very artistic.

Don't talk nonsense, you can still talk well.

Nima made such a vow. What's the difference between 立了 and not 立?

After all, Fatty Lu failed to make it. On the group chat communicator of the emblem, An Ran was still assigning tasks to encourage morale. The orcs of the first noble regiment on the base camp have been surrounded by Tuantuan. Don't get me wrong, it's not being besieged, it's just that the masses are very enthusiastic and want to know the next plan of the manager of Anran. They are very dissatisfied with the behavior of these guys in the camp to turn off the communicator.

Deep in the dense forest. An Ran finished assigning the task and turned off the communicator. He leaned back on the giant wood beside him, smiling at the corners of his mouth, looking insidious. Regardless of whether it was the killing group or the grass mud horse mercenary group, their own people quietly retreated a little distance. Their master in charge is very powerful, but there is no guarantee of character.

Only An Qi and Qin Muyan stayed by An Ran's side, and the two orcs were not interested in the arena, racing, or final battle. For Qin Muyan, after leaving the ice group, Enron and revenge became his only two beliefs.

And An Qi knew that his brother was a heaven-defying existence. Unless he doesn't want to win, don't care about the process, the victory always belongs to their stubborn mercenary group. As an older brother, his task is to protect his younger brother.

An Qi likes to watch An Ran's eyes grow vigorously when she is playing cheap. He stretched out his hand and rubbed it on the top of An Ran's head, "Torture it again!"

"Hey, brother knows me." Isn't it? They all thought the riot in the camp was an accident. In fact, how could such a low-level accident be caused by Enron's city government? Thinking of this, then the result is only possible There is one: he did it on purpose.

Why deliberately? Perhaps it was a test left to the more than one hundred people in the base camp, or perhaps it was afraid that Wen Renhao and others would be too idle.

"Bad bag!" An Qi stretched out his hand and pinched An Ran's white cheek. Well, even though he was on the go, life was still going well, and his cheeks became fleshy.

Joe Mo took seven or eight orcs out. Soon, the emblem communicator rang again. This time the orcs at the camp didn't dare to pick it up. More than a hundred people stared at the emblem communication in his hand like a ghost. The device, stupefied that no one has pressed the listen button on the left.

If you don't pick it up, someone will always pick it up for you. Fatty Lu is still in a daze, and the team emblem is snatched by others. Fatty Lu was about to **** it back, and there was already a voice from inside, but this time it was not An Ran. Before he could be relieved, even more terrifying news spread to everyone's ears.

"Master General, there is information!" The voice is very strange. No one of the members of the First Noble regiment staying in the camp can hear who is calling. "This is the foot of Mount Furui in West 1 District. If you find the target, please give instructions!"

Then An Ran's voice sounded: "Which group is from? How many people?"

"All the members of the Burning Flame Group are listed!"

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Tut, my dear, are you a novice, the Burning Flame group or something, although you are not your own, you are also an ally in this round, it is possible that you want to sack the Southern Continent and these mercenary groups together. NS? There are so many enemies, you are looking for death if you have a long life!

"General Manager, Chief Jomo asked me to ask if you act?"

Inside the base camp, the left-behind members of the Burning Flame regiment were about to jump. They were still imagining the misfortune that the hapless son of the Northern Continent might have when they met the first noble regiment. Who knew they were the first. Regarding Qiao Mo's name as the leader, the report should be a member of the killing group, "Dog! Are you from the Southern Continent, and your own people! Let him go back, we are the alliance! The alliance understands?"

Fatty Lu had already snatched the team emblem back, and pressing the green button was about to say something to help. There were still two days to survive in the jungle. It was not a wise choice to offend his allies rashly. He had a good grasp of the timing of the keystrokes, and the screaming roar of the fellow from the Burning Flame Group directly reached the ears of the 40 people participating in the race.

An Ran didn't have time to instruct, the guy who reported the work of the killing group spoke again: "Commander Jomo, he is already on!"

After a short silence, the crying and roaring from the base camp was even worse. An Ran took the team emblem farther, raised her forehead, and said fate: "All the members of the camp who stayed behind, just listen. Don't press the talk button. There is any noise, no matter who made it. Sit together."

190 pairs of radar-like sharp eyes brushed and shot at Fat Lu, regardless of whether you are united front or something, in our first noble regiment. If the head of the group said that, he had to listen to the director. Fatty Lu was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand holding the green button. The preaching that was about to be exported also choked back. He almost forgot that An Ran was a very thoughtful person, as long as he took the idea, he would not be easily affected by external factors.

The wayward manager is so popular.

Looking at the eye that was about to eat people at the Zhiyan Group, Fat Lu decisively pretended to be dead.

Enron is in charge of uniting the mainland for generations. What the first mercenary group in the Southern Continent, go to hell! Hmph, you can tell from the look of the thief of the old man Yanlie, it's not a good thing.

Besides, it was the super-killer of the Slaughter Group who caused the trouble. What does it have to do with them?

"Okay! Very good! If my Burning Flame Regiment is lucky enough to escape from birth, I will repay it in the future!" This is gnashed, and everyone can hear the hatred in it. This time, the first noble regiment is Offended the Burning Flame group miserably! At the beginning, Fatty Lu was a little guilty and guilty. Although the old fellows of the Burning Flame Group always wanted to make their ideas, they had never succeeded. Now they are standing on the same front, fighting against the five top mercenary groups in the Northern Continent.

No matter whether it is the Burning Flame Group or the Ice Group or the First Noble Group, they all represent the honor of the Southern Continent.

Fatty Lu also felt that Jomo was not good.

Let's close the door and settle the account slowly. At this time when the Southern Continent needs the same hatred, they should not be pests, and the perfect persuasion is ruined by the silly fellow, Zhiyan Tuan.

Scolding! Is cursing useful? Hold!

It's all right now, and it angered Joe Mo, skipping the level of asking for instructions and doing it directly.

In other words, it was also a top ten thousand group. This time in the mercenary competition, the Burning Flame group had thousands of people, and the news of their allies' anti-robbing group leader spread quickly. This word came from the communicator of the first noble regiment, and the 20 mercenary regiments in the Southern Continent, including the Mercenary General Association, didn't hear it. Combined with An Ran's previous eloquent speeches and tactics.

According to the news received by the Burning Flame Group the day before the race, the Oracle Group and the Killing Group were faintly headed by the No. 1 Noble Group. Among the five mercenary groups in the Southern Continent that were shortlisted for the second round, these three dark horses colluded with each other. Together.

Mountain rain is coming! Everyone smelled a strong taste of conspiracy, and the mercenary system in the Southern Continent might really be reshuffled.

An Ran continued to say, "Jomo!"

The name Joe Mo is a taboo for everyone who lives in the imperial capital. Usually, when you meet to greet you, you should be respectful when you are called "Captain Joe." If you are not allowed, you will be given a knife. For such a pervert, An Ran dared to call his name blatantly. Should he praise him for his boldness? Or scold him for not being afraid of death?

Everyone was waiting for Jomo to be violent, and the subsequent development once again exceeded their expectations.

"Yeah!" Although he was very cold, he answered somehow, didn't he?

"Yueyue called you home for dinner!"

囧... Is this funny?

Not only the orcs who were lucky enough to participate in the points race but the non-orcs, including everyone in the base camp, were entangled with the original straight faces. People with the same meat and different kinds of people, Enron is definitely a leader in the wonderful world.

Usually cold and indifferent, don't like to talk nonsense, when it comes to the critical moment, the words are not surprising and endless!

Everyone thought that even if Jomo wasn't violent, he would not respond to such things like molesting or jokes. Ignorant mortals, you are wrong again! There was no answer in the group chat communicator for a long time, and when everyone was hopeless, a cold voice sounded: "Got it!"

Wipe it! Joe Mo, the leader of the always cruel killing regiment, actually responded to An Ran's nonsense. Not only did he respond, but he also said three words. If these three words were written on paper, he would have to put a punctuation mark!

Do you think that a cold voice is just as cold and emotional? Why did he pause for so long? This answer is only known by the elite members of the killing group who were dispatched by Enron to prepare for the hunt with Jomo. Commander Jomo, who was as handsome as a god, blushed, and he was ashamed after such a long pause.

Jomo came back. Within five minutes of An Ran's words, he jumped in the jungle with a vigorous beast shape, and rushed back in a hurry. Jomo's beast shape was an elegant and robust black panther. Muscle relaxation is powerful and definitely worth relying on. Don't know why. As An Ran watched him sprinting back quickly, he remembered the appearance of Er Hei jumping up and down when he was beside him in the Xiaoyue Great Forest.

Since leaving the imperial capital, Erhei seemed to have something important, and left secretly by himself. An Qi also asked An Ran about this. After knowing the existence of the space, he thought that An Ran had put the Erhei into the space, but An Ran didn't explain it to him. I am really worried about Anqi. There is no way to explain this.

How would he tell his brother-in-law that the monster is the master. Your brother, I am a servant!

There is a relationship between the master and servant contract, An Ran can be sure that Erhei is safe, and it is impossible for a low plane like the Orc Continent to hurt it! After showing off his mighty power the day before yesterday, Erhei disappeared again. When he left this time, he said to An Ran in his heart, in the forest that was the venue for the points race. There are things that attract it. This is also the reason why An Ran came here in person. The thing that can make the legendary monster beast fancy must be the best treasure.

Seeing the black leopard rushing over, thinking of Erhei taking risks outside alone, An Ran felt a little sad.

At this moment, Er Hei's soft voice came from the bottom of his heart, "I'm in the forest well, An Ran don't worry." An Ran was stunned, his little emotion was even passed to Er Hei. Go inside. "Be careful, I'm afraid it's been a lot of chaos in the dense forest these days."

"Don't worry. Erhei will go back to help you when he finds the baby!"

At this time, Qiao Mo had transformed into a human form. He spontaneously moved to Xue Ruyue's side, and said blankly: "Yueyue, are you looking for me?" Xue Ruyue nodded or refused to admit it before she thought about it. He saw what Jomo held in the palm of his left hand.

"you……"

"What?" Jomo blinked.

"You, you..." Xue Ruyue almost didn't mention it in one breath. You dare to sell cute and pretend to be innocent after such a disaster!

"Yueyue, speak slowly, don't worry!"

"...I'm anxious for your uncle! You said which scroll did you steal?"

Speaking of the scroll, Qiao Mo was quite awkward. He handed the mission scroll he held in his left hand to Xue Ruyue's hand like a treasure, and said, "I have snatched it from Yanjin. I haven't opened it yet." What to look at. Look! He glared fiercely at Qiao Mo, Yan Jin's loud voice, who didn't know that the Burning Flame Group had won a Grade A.

It doesn't matter whether the a-level or the e-level, "Jomo, do you know the rules of the points race?"

"Isn't it better than someone else's points? Although your manager is as dark as mine, don't worry, Yueyue, I will grab a few powerful scrolls for you back!" Qiao Mo made a fist and said swearingly. Although this guy has gone astray, his sincerity towards Xue Ruyue is still worthy of praise, listen to what people say: - I will definitely grab some awesome scrolls for you back!

Do you see the point? Hey for you!

Xue Ruyue couldn’t get angry either. He raised his head slightly and looked at Joe Mo’s serious eyes. Accepting Joe Mo’s goodwill was just a stopgap measure for him. Why this imperial capital’s rumor is serious about killing gods in cold face. Woolen cloth? Although he was a fool, and at the same time caused great trouble to the First Noble Group, Xue Ruyue was unable to say anything to blame.

He can't say it!

Xue Ruyue’s eyes were a little moist, and he dared not look at Qiao Mo again, and directly handed the scroll to An Ran's hands. "Manager Anran, this is something that Qiao Mo did not do well. He hasn't thought about it. We will deal with the troubles caused to the regiment. of."

"It's all a family, Jomo is also kind to him."

The trouble has indeed been caused, and the Burning Flame Group has been able to stand in the Southern Continent for so many years, and it is not a vegetarian. Although it was a bit arrogant because of the position of the first mercenary group in the Southern Continent for a long time. There are also problems with the life style of some members. There is a good saying that the skinny camel is bigger than the horse.

Jomo was sure he was not being followed, and they were still discovered by the Burning Flames, less than half an hour away from the Snatch Scroll. Qiao Mo is not a second fool. The scroll is in Yan Jin’s hands. He played when everyone in the Burning Flame Group relaxed and Yan Jin was alone. The two-day scoring race will begin. , Except for the strange work of Enron's reverse thinking, I am afraid that few people can think that this round of competition is not about the luck of the major mercenary groups and the speed of completing the task.

The real purpose of the points race is to test whether the dominant mercenary group can maintain its advantage under unequal conditions, and whether the mercenary group in a disadvantaged position will be poor and change.

Being able to seize the loopholes in the rules and make full use of them to maximize benefits is the survival rule of mercenaries.

The Burning Flame Group does not have such advanced group chat equipment as the First Noble Group, not to mention group chat, no one has even the most common communicator. This is the root cause of the tragedy. There is a good tracker in the Burning Flames, not like Jomo who was trained by the day after tomorrow. He is a canine, like a police dog from China, with a very keen sense of smell.

The guy turned into a beast and sniffed beside Yan Jin. Then, with 20 people in the Burning Flame group, they chased along the smell.

At this time they didn't know the conspiracy that An Ran was talking about, and they didn't expect it. The race has just started, and the first noble regiment has joined the killing regiment. At this moment. Yan Lie's idea is 20 to 20, and the loser is not necessarily the Burning Group. As the number one mercenary group in the Southern Continent, he was slapped in the face like this. If he didn't find his place, how could he still mix in the Southern Continent in the future?

Yan Lie hid some people in the dense forest. They had already discovered Joe Mo, and at the same time they also discovered An Ran who was standing not far from Joe Mo. The news that the first noble regiment had joined the killing regiment made Yan Lie unacceptable for a long time.

If it's only 20 to 20. They still have a chance. 20 to 40, even if it is a sneak attack, there is no chance at all. More importantly, Jun Qianxi, who had been leaning on the corner all the time, looked at where they were hiding with a smile, and Orz... was discovered.

"How come the head Yan Lie did something about the robbery?" At this time, Xue Ruyue was still clutching the knowledge of the Joe Mokopu Race, the scroll was in An Ran's hands, and he was engaged in a difficult ideological struggle. When Jun Asani said this, he suddenly raised his head, concentrated all his perception power on his hands, and slowly used his perception skills. He could feel the energy of the stars nearby, perhaps the distance was far, not very clear.

Sure enough, someone!

The Burning Flame Group has hit the door!

Since it was discovered, Yan Lie didn't hide it anymore. Refreshingly walked out of the dense forest fifty meters away. "Your Excellency Jun Qianxi is really extraordinary..." They are all smiling foxes, Yan Lie brags and slaps horses to flatter him, Jun Qianxi accepts it calmly, and then Xu and Wei snake fight Tai Chi.

"If you don't speak secretly, should Captain Joe Mo borrow the things borrowed from our Burning Flames group too?"

Now that Yan Lie went on the road like this, An Ran didn’t squeeze and threw out the scroll he held in his palm. “The leader of Yan Lie is really smart. Come and help!"

This is too high-sounding. Although Yan Lie felt something was wrong, he couldn't fault him. In addition, he didn't believe that Jomo would do such a thankless thing like grabbing his own scroll. The points of the five mercenary groups in the Southern Continent need to be added together. What is the difference between yours and mine?

"Does Captain Yan Lie want to know why Jomo has to spend a lot of time to borrow your group's scrolls?" Nima said that the loan is to give you face, and you still slapped your nose. The scroll was robbed from Yan Jin's hands. He always felt that it was a shame. An Ran also mentioned it again and again, and Yan Jin was directly angry, "You still need to behave!"

Even if Joe Mo was at fault, Yan Jin's words would still make everyone in the Slaughter Group and the First Noble Group feel uncomfortable. 1vs1 can also let people steal something from their hands. Who is the blame? You can only blame yourself for being stupid! snort!

Jomo frowned. Seeing that the devil was about to transform again, An Ran stretched out his hand to block him. He didn't give Yanjin a half of his eyes, and said directly to Yanlie: "The leader of Jomo has worked hard just to give Just a reminder from your group. With the level of your group's hype, all mercenary groups in the Northern Continent know that you are fat. These two days, I am afraid that life will be difficult."

so it is! Yan Lie always felt that something was wrong, but now finally thought of it. There was no distinguishing mark on the mission scroll, nor did he record the names of the various mercenary groups after drawing. Why would mercenaries always do this? There is only one explanation, these scrolls are flowable.

It can be mobile, it can be robbed!

Especially the two mercenary regiments that got the e-level scrolls, it couldn't be worse, it's better to let go and get a vote.

An Ran pointed out this abruptly, Yan Lie thought about it carefully, cold sweat ran down all over her body. Those mercenary regiments in the Northern Continent, the First Noble regiment was easy to deal with with submachine guns. After changing to the Burning Flame regiment, head-on conflict might not be able to cope with it, let alone a sneak attack from behind. Looking at Yan Jin grievously, Yan Lie was sad.

Tut, this incompetent bastard, didn't he just win an A-level mission scroll? What is he doing so high-profile?

An Ran didn't say any more, everyone is smart, and you can understand with just a few words.

Click to end.

The A-level mission scroll became a hot potato in Yan Lie's hands, and he was now anxious that An Ran hadn't handed it over so readily. Let yourself be robbed, the points are always there, even if it is said that the Burning Flame Group is the victim. The First Noble Regiment and the Killing Regiment have formed an alliance. Under the threat of 40 people, they lost the mission scroll, which is not ashamed.

Yan Lie regrets that.

Why did he listen to Yan Jin as a **** and chase after him. Mind a little bit, it turned out not to be the case. Has come to this point. Yan Lie couldn't hold the scroll before sending it to An Ran.

Dear! A-level mission scrolls are given away for free, either?

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't say such shameless words, but the alliance between the First Noble Group and the Killing Group is definitely a huge magnet, which is very attractive to Yan Lie. Putting the mainland rankings aside, the first noble regiment and the killing regiment achieved impressive results in the last round of the arena.

The ranking of the Southern Continent Mercenary Group considers the overall strength more. The advantage of the ten thousand group is huge. If the well-known ten-thousand-thousands groups on these lists compete with the concentrated teams that take the elite route, such as the Oracles and the First Nobles, with the same number of people, the result is almost self-evident.

Without the advantage in numbers, how can you fight with others?

Yan Lie finally came up with a compromise method, not to be ashamed, but also to rely on the big tree to enjoy the shade. He looked at An Ran with a bright smile, like a blooming old chrysanthemum, "Manager An Ran!"

"Um?"

"It's all from the Southern Continent Alliance. It's more efficient for everyone to act together." He was kind and humble, so he didn't even ask for safety to take him in. An Ran knows. Regardless of whether he should or should not, Yan Lie will definitely put up an old face to follow them. "Head Yan Lie made a mistake. The two days are so short. If you separate and do it quickly, I'm afraid it will be too late for everyone to get together."

Of course Yan Lie knew that An Ran was deliberately making things difficult for him.

He has already seen the task on the scroll, and said it is a-level, which is much simpler than the a-level mission issued by the Mercenary General Association. He always felt that there was something tricky in it. How could such a task take two days? Now think about it, in these two days, more than half will be spent on robbing the scrolls.

"I've seen it. This task is not difficult. Everyone has to take care of each other when they walk together. It won't waste much time."

"Since the head of Yan Lie said so, we will be cheeky and drenched in the light of your group." Every word An Ran said was ironic, but Yan Lie could only hold his breath. Yan Lie is already a middle-aged uncle. He can bear it, but Yan Jin can't. Young people have a relatively hot temper. "Abba, why should we be with them? Don't we do it faster by ourselves?"

"It seems that Gui Tuan's opinions are still inconsistent!" An Ran gave Yan Jin a meaningful look, and that glance contained a lot of meaning. At this point, Yan Jin did not understand. Cough, this is not important, because he soon understood, his old man, the old man who has never scolded him for a serious word, kicked him hard, "Shut up, you're not dead! , You don’t have the right to talk!"

An Ran nodded contentedly, acquiesced to the Burning Flame Group's behavior to join them, and he did not hesitate to praise: "Your Excellency really has strict rules, the Southern Continent's First Mercenary Group is different from our retail investors! "

With the addition of the Burning Flame Group, the 40-man squadron became a 60-man brigade.

An Ran firmly controlled the team's decision-making power. Their established plan was to find a place in the dense forest as a base camp. Jomo still took a few people out to explore the wind, and the remaining people did their best to complete the existing tasks. Solve it by itself at noon, and report the results back to base camp before dark.

"My brother, Wu Ergou, and Yu Xiu will not participate in today's activities and stay at the base camp. The task scroll is in Mu Yan's hands. Within today, no matter what means you use, you must complete all three tasks."

Yan Jin, the embarrassing goods, had already suffered a bit and was still restless. Seeing An Ran hand over the three scrolls to Qin Muyan, he pointed to Qin Muyan and said angrily: "Why give it to him?" Yan Jin's thinking still stayed when Qin Muyan was in the ice group.

The number one and number two on the mainland often clashed, as the most representative young generation of the two mercenary groups.

Yan Jin and Qin Muyan are often compared together.

"Young Master, if you are not satisfied, you can take the scroll and go by yourself. I am very easy-going." An Ran smiled. An Ran's true mood is always inversely proportional to his expression. The brighter he smiled, the more anxious Yan Lie's heart became. As an old Jianghu, he is much more experienced than a novice rookie like Yan Jian.

Yan Jin's performance on this day was indeed a bit below the standard, and Yan Lie kicked it over again.

"I'm not dead yet, are you disobedient?"

"Abba, we don't need to be like this..." Yan Lie's face was cold when he was halfway through. "Whatever you love, I don't care!" Amid Yanjin's anger and resentment, the brigade set out. The Lao An's two brothers, Yu Xiu and Wu Ergou also set out to find a place to camp at night. Both the First Noble Group and the Killing Group have group chat facilities, so there won't be any situation where no one can be found if they get separated.

These people who devoted themselves to the points race never expected that two hours after they left. In the base camp of the Hegemony Tournament outside Yiri City, several large mercenary groups in the Southern Continent started fighting. It's going to be upset.

The Burning Flame Group and the Cold Ice Group brought thousands of people to the camp of the No. 1 Noble Group to ask for information. They were obviously allies in the points race, and it was such a mess, but it was enough for the 20 mercenary groups in the North Continent. After a joke, they didn't know the reason for the infighting, nor did they know An Ran's conspiracy, only that the Southern Continent was ashamed.

The Southern Continent Mercenary Association was naturally unhappy. They were only exasperated because of the outbreak of the First Noble Group and the Killing Group. Such a scandal occurred before the happiness had passed, although the origin of this matter was an incredible question from the little soldier of the Hunter Guild, and then Burning Flame Tuan someone's uncomfortable verbal abuse directly exploded Jomo's anger.

The leader of the killing regiment grabbed the task scroll of the Burning Flame regiment.

The news is no more explosive.

Mercenaries will always know where the essence of the points race is, and they are not easy to blame. Moreover, these are all judgments based on one side of the word, and the facts are still unknown. Before they worked hard to mediate, the Burning Flame Group had already joined the Frost Ice Group to fight the door.

The two largest mercenary groups in the Southern Continent have always been eager to see each other, but this time they came together because of a potential threat. Rabbit dead dog cooking. The cold ice regiment thought of this. The five mercenary regiments in the southern continent, the first aristocratic regiment, the killing regiment, and the oracle regiment, had already joined together, so only two were left unlucky. The Burning Flame Group is already tragedy, can the Ice Group be far behind?

No one knows that this contradiction has been resolved by Enron's ingenious misfortune. In the base camp of the competition, the five mercenary groups that were shortlisted for the points race are making trouble.

Why did it go to the camp of the first noble regiment?

First, capture the thieves first, capture the king first, the killing group and the oracle group are all headed by the first noble group in this event.

Second, the first noble regiment has the least number of people.

Third, only they have the communication equipment to contact the fighters who enter the jungle to participate in the race.

The two big groups that jumped had forgotten the awesome submachine guns, and also forgotten that among the orcs left behind by the first noble group, there was a white ghost named Igarashi. It is rare to encounter such a large-scale conflict, Igarashi White Ghost feels that as the leader, it is time for him to realize his value. He didn't directly report to Enron, and the submachine gun was unreasonable. He stood alone at the gate of the No. 1 Noble Regiment, with a posture of being a man and a man.

"Which rascal dared to come to my grass mud horse mercenary group to make trouble, I am impatient!" Cough cough, dear, they all said that the burning flame group and the ice group came to the door! Do you have to make more than one question?

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An Ran didn't know that the back house was on fire, he was being held in his arms by his brother and quickly jumping in the dense forest. Chijin Bimeng's animal shape is very cool and handsome, but it is not easy to sit on people. An Ran was hugged by An Qi all the way, Wu Ergou and Yu Xiu also followed. After searching for more than half an hour, I found a hidden cave.

After a while, the keen orcs will discover the loopholes in the rules and the true meaning of the race. Perhaps the hunt will begin as soon as night falls. An Ran didn't dare to lay the camp in an open position anymore. The cave was very good. As long as he defended the front, he wouldn't worry about being broken through the gate from the rear!

It was said that it was camping. In this crisis-ridden night, even the tent was not needed, and An Ran did not bring an extra tent. Wu Ergou and Yuxiu worked diligently to find firewood and set up a wok. Considering that there were 60 people in the team, a pot could not meet their needs at all. Without Anran's order, Wu Ergou had set up several barbecue racks.

The non-orcs in the regiment came halfway. This was the only thing to be thankful for in the harsh environment. There were so many non-orcs from the logistics department, and the barbecue for 60 people was no problem at all. As the only non-orc among the four, An Ran didn't do anything. He leaned against the entrance of the cave watching Wu Ergou and Yu Xiu busy. As for An Qi, he also took time off in the name of protecting An Ran nearby.

Joe Mo came back earlier, and in the middle of the afternoon, the people he led had figured out the specific movements of the five mercenary groups in the North Continent. After reporting to An Ran in the group chat communicator, he was allowed to take someone back to rest. As for the large troops on the mission, they rushed back when it was dark.

After receiving the message from Jomo, An Ran's brows were frowned tightly, and he did not loosen it. It was faster than he expected. There are already two mercenary groups in the North Continent who have realized the true meaning of the race. They They didn't communicate with each other, but put out completely different coping strategies.

This night is doomed to not be quiet.