Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Wang Mang didn't care at all about the crowd's reaction. He didn't know whether he enjoyed this situation or was used to it.

At this moment, when he was about to walk out of the crowd surrounding Jiangshan House, he happened to look up and saw the bodies of Wang Er and Wang San nailed to the wooden pole.

He naturally knew about these two people. It was said that the combined attack technique was very good, but he didn't expect that they would be nailed here.

Seeing this situation, Wang Mang was naturally curious. Out of curiosity, he threw the Flame Tiger on his back to the ground, and then looked sharply at a student in the crowd.

Wang Mang's eyes widened and he said directly: "You! Come here!"

As he spoke, Wang Mang moved his body because he had been carrying the monster for a long time. As for the student who was glared at by Wang Mang, his cultivation level was at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Hearing Wang Mang's words, he just wanted to step back, but

Wang Mang's tepid voice rang out: "Try taking a step back again, and I will chop you alive!"

The student trembled when he heard this, his face was full of bitterness, but he could only take a few steps forward, cupped his fists and bowed to Wang Mang: "Master Mang, what are your orders?"

While speaking respectfully, the student's hands were shaking constantly. Although his eyes were frightened, he was still wholeheartedly vigilant. Once Wang Mang made a move here, he would definitely react immediately.

"What's going on with those two corpses?" Wang Mang flexed his muscles, then pointed at the corpses of Wang 2 and Wang 3 with one hand and spoke calmly.

The student breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Wang Mang's words: "In response to Master Mang, Wang 2 and 3 were killed by a new student in the residence, and then he nailed the body to this wooden board."

"New students?" Wang Mang frowned slightly when he heard this, and continued to ask: "If I remember correctly, these two people are the subordinates of that guy Chen Yun, and Chen Yun won't take care of them? Are you so cowardly?"

Wang Mang has always been very disdainful of Chen Yun. He likes people who have a similar image to himself. Why does he wear a fan all day long? If it weren't for his inferior cultivation, Wang Mang would probably have an affair with Chen Yun because of his appearance.

Come and fight to the death!

"Well, back to Mr. Mang, Senior Brother Chen has been practicing at a critical moment recently and it is inconvenient to go out. However, Senior Brother Chen said that whoever can help him retrieve the bodies of these two unsatisfactory men will be rewarded with ten purple coins!"

The student spoke solemnly, and then looked at Wang Mang cautiously.

Wang Mang originally looked nonchalant, but when he heard ten purple coins, his eyes suddenly lit up and he spoke urgently: "Are you telling the truth? As long as these two corpses are retrieved, he will

Chen Yun rewarded... Bah, ten purple coins as a gift?"

"It's true!" The student swallowed his saliva and spoke with difficulty. He was extremely frightened, fearing that Wang Mang would suddenly get distracted and chop him up.

"Is what he said true?" Wang Mang listened to the student's words, with strong greed in his eyes. Then he suddenly looked at the other students around him and asked with a glare.

The student was originally watching the joke of the student who was being questioned by Wang Mang. In the blink of an eye, he became the object of Wang Mang's attention. His heart tightened and he nodded repeatedly.

Seeing a few people nodding in the crowd, Wang Mang seemed to see ten purple coins waving to him. For him, even if he went out to hunt some third-level monsters from time to time for three years, he might not be able to save ten purple coins, let alone

What's more, hunting monsters requires risking one's life. Now, it seems easy.

Wang Mang thought in his mind, and pulled out the machete he carried with him from behind with his right hand, and was about to go forward and remove the bodies of Wang Er and Wang San.

Seeing Wang Mang's actions, the student who was later questioned by Wang Mang didn't know what he was thinking, so he said directly: "The new student's cultivation is at the peak of the eighth level of Qi refining."

Wang Mang stopped when he heard the student's voice, and then slowly turned back. The expectant and grateful look in the student's eyes did not appear, but a pair of eyes radiating anger appeared.

"You mean, I can't beat the new kid, so you look down on me?"

Wang Mang's voice was filled with a hint of chill. The student who spoke looked at Wang Mang's expression and thought to himself, "I'm so cramped. Why are I talking so much!"

Thinking in his mind, the student kept raising his hands to indicate that he didn't mean it. But as he saw Wang Mang approaching step by step, the student finally couldn't control himself. He trembled at his feet and turned around to run away.

Almost as soon as the student turned around, Wang Mang's big and thick body accelerated instantly, then jumped up suddenly, and struck the student's head with a vertical strike like lightning.

The student felt the strong wind on his neck and turned around subconsciously. The sharp sword light magnified infinitely in front of him and then froze!

The machete penetrated the student's entire body and slashed hard to the ground. At the same time as a loud noise was heard, the student's body was split into two halves.

Looking at this scene, the student who was questioned by Wang Mang earlier shivered all over, and some turbid liquid seemed to be flowing down from the sides of his trousers. His legs were hitting the sieve and he could not move, as if he was the one who was split in half.

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As for the others, watching Wang Mang split the student in half, they all retreated and kept a huge distance from Wang Mang. Many people even worried that Wang Mang would go crazy and hurriedly left here.

There was silence all around, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air.

Putting the machete to his mouth and licking it to donate blood, Wang Mang walked step by step towards the wooden board.

Although Wang Mang looks a little crazy, he also has his own thoughts. In his opinion, that guy is just a newcomer. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he can only reach the ninth level of Qi refining. Even if he can't beat him, he will take away two people.

A corpse shouldn't be a problem.

As for why the people around him didn't take down the corpse, in his opinion, the one with the highest cultivation level in this group was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, presumably because he was afraid of the new student.

It's just that Wang Mang is a fool after all, but he didn't think about why those students at the eighth and ninth levels of Qi refining didn't come here to take a dip in the muddy water!

Chen Yun probably didn't expect that his move would actually deceive one of his competitors, adding another layer of confidence to the December competition. Of course, the premise is that he, Chen Yun, can survive until the end of the December competition.

Expect.

Wang Mang came to the wooden board with a machete in hand. He did not directly take the body, but walked around the body, carefully observed the body for a few times, and then frowned slightly.

Looking at Wang Er's severed arm, Wang Mang was also a little frightened, especially the words engraved on Wang San's face, which showed the domineering power of the owner of this residence. For a moment, Wang Mang hesitated.