Chapter 350 The sickly child has made progress
Good man, this certainly doesn't look like he needs help.
Jin Mingjun swallowed his saliva with a gulp, regretting that he had finished the bowl of rice too quickly, otherwise he could have eaten while watching the fun.
"Well, good, well done, it smells so good." A happy voice sounded in my ears again.
Jin Mingjun turned his head and saw a green-haired guy eating a piece of braised pork with relish, his eyes shining as he looked at the battlefield. The sight of the hot and bloody fighting scene made him eat even more happily.
Jinmyeong County:
"There are still people here, kill them first."
When a few people who had come around saw Jin Mingjun and the other three, their eyes immediately lit up, and they smiled ferociously as if they had finally caught a weakling who could be bullied.
There are only six people including Yun Qimu, Wu Xingyu and others. Even if they can fight ten people at once, it will still take time. There will always be one or two clever fish that slip through the net and find the opportunity to get behind them.
Look, the four people outside the battle circle were targeted as their weak points.
Jin Mingjun glared at them, daring to look down on her.
Even though she is not as vicious and cruel as the Third Prince's hand, not as weird and coquettish as the beautiful girl beside the Third Prince, and not as elusive as Liu Shaoqi. But she is also one of the most powerful aristocratic women in the empire.
So she immediately clenched her hands, and transformed two white swords into something and rushed towards these idiots who dared to look down on her. Then there was a fierce battle with swords and sabers.
If she can't beat that madman Martins, how can she beat these minions? As a noble lady, she also has dignity. She must get back at these unlucky bastards for the anger she had been fooled by that madman Martins.
Even though her small body looks a bit petite in front of those big guys, this girl who has been trained as a fighting genius since she was a child is not the weakling they think she is.
Taking advantage of these people's carelessness, Jin Mingjun seized their loopholes without hesitation and killed one of them in a few strokes.
"Damn it, this little girl is not a pushover either, brothers, be careful."
A sturdy man covered the bloody cut on his arm with a vigilant look on his face and shouted to notify the brothers next to him.
Three muscular men in black shirts and black pants responded seriously, adjusted their fighting style, and surrounded Jin Mingjun in the middle.
Dominic was anxious as he looked left and right with his blue eyes but couldn't find anything that could be used as a weapon.
"You can take the energy gun. Didn't Third Brother give you a few for self-defense before?" The little robot Xiaocai jumped onto Dominic's shoulder and reminded him in a mechanical baby voice.
Dominic slapped his forehead and forgot.
When he was in the empire, he was well protected and never encountered any crisis. Over time, those energy guns became just decorations.
If those were not given by his third brother, he would never have carried them with him and put them in the space link. Now they come in handy.
Dominic had an excited expression on his face. He took out an energy gun from the space button, clenched it with both hands, and pointed it at the three people surrounding Jin Mingjun in a standard gun-holding posture.
But the problem is, as the fourth prince of the royal family, although he has participated in royal education and practiced with energy guns, shooting living people and shooting targets are different after all, not to mention that there are his teammates among these living targets.
Dominic's forehead was covered in sweat. He gritted his teeth and gripped the energy gun nervously until his fingers turned white, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
After finishing his meal, Pei Yu saluted him several times and thought to himself, this is a real delicate flower grown in a greenhouse.
Compared to that little brat Wu Xingyu, this guy lives a really happy life.
He took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, flexed his wrists, and planned to do some post-meal exercise to help digest his food.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
After three gunshots, the three burly men in black surrounding Jin Mingjun all had a bloody hole between their eyebrows, with an expression of disbelief and ferocity on their faces, and fell directly to the ground with their backs unable to get up.
Pei Yu's tilted neck stiffened. Has that little delicate flower made it big?
This gun is quite accurate, and it can even hit three times in a row.
Over there, Jin Mingjun, whose opponents had fallen, jumped up with joy on his face. He ran back happily and hugged Jin Mingjin's arm, "Second brother, your shooting skills haven't deteriorated at all. That's great. It's so satisfying to see them die with their eyes wide open."
Jin Mingjin's lips curled up, a smile appeared on his pale face. He said modestly, "You are really good at cooperation. If it weren't for you, my little sister, holding them back, these people would not have let down their guard and let me succeed."
Pei Yu:
He blinked his eyes and realized that it was not the little delicate girl who had grown up, but the sickly boy.
He looked at Jin Mingjin a few more times and felt that this guy was quite similar to Ming Xiao. He looked sick, pale and thin, but in fact he was not someone to be trifled with.
Turning his head to look at the little delicate flower again, seeing how relieved he looked, Pei Yu shook his head. He thought that he was not even as good as the little brother of Village Chief Yun.
When the battle on their side ended, Yun Qimu also quickly dealt with a group of minions, leaving only the fighting madman Salvana.
I don't know what's wrong with this organization. The combat maniacs are mass-produced. Not only the former deputy captain Martins, but also the current captain Salva, are all combat maniacs. They bombarded Duruk indiscriminately and didn't care about the safety of the team members.
This is even worse than Martins. At least Martins tried to help his younger brother before, but Salva did not. Seeing his teammates die was like watching chickens and ducks being killed. It did not arouse his emotions at all. He just focused on fighting with Duruk and Liu Shaoqi who came to help later.
Salva is really strong. Although he does not have the sword ability like Martins, he has the power of strength. He can wield a heavy iron sword with great force, and the force like a big hammer caused Duluk and Liu Shaoqi to suffer a lot.
But they have red medicine. If they feel like they are not doing well, they can take a bottle and immediately be revived with full health and full of energy, and can fight him for another hundred years.
Salva is not a pushover either. He not only has SS-level strength abilities, but also SSS-level body hardening. Ordinary attacks can't break through his defense.
If it was just a battle between Liu Shaoqi, Du Luke and him, there was no certainty how long this battle would last.
But the current situation is that Duruk and his companions have Yunqimu, Wuxingyu and other companions, but Salva's teammates have been killed without a single one left, so the outcome of this battle can be imagined, Salva's failure is a foregone conclusion.
Salva was using time acceleration by Wu Xingyu. Even if his body was very strong, could it resist the passage of time?
In the end, he and his companions were reduced to bones scattered all over the ground. As the captain of the third unit, his death was even more humiliating than Martins'.
(End of this chapter)
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