"Hey, we're not those school kids who don't know how to control their strength. What if we hurt your pretty face? That would be such a shame."
"Listen to my advice, admit defeat and save yourself from suffering."
A steady male voice was mixed in with these words, quietly directing:
"Third-level players, step forward and hold the line! Everyone else, roam around the periphery! Don't fight her head-on, drain her energy first!"
Li Wei turned a deaf ear.
Beating Tengxiang and his gang was a bit of a joke.
Now, facing these two hundred people, the fighting spirit in her heart was completely ignited.
She casually threw the stiletto heel in her left hand towards Huang Lei.
"Huang Zhenshou, please help me, thank you!"
whoosh——!
The exquisite little white shoes drew a parabola in the air.
Huang Lei stood still, grabbed it casually and caught it steadily.
Behind him, a subordinate in a suit hurried forward and wanted to do it for him.
Huang Lei waved his hand: "No need."
So, this imperial capital garrison commander, alliance director, is a genuine master.
He just stood there with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a pair of women's pointed-toe square-buckle stilettos, looking calm.
It was as if what he held in his hand was not some strange object, but a magical weapon.
The subordinates behind him were watching with their eyes twitching.
The garrison commander... and the girl inside...
One dares to give, the other dares to receive.
It seems that their thought processes are a little different from those of ordinary people.
On the field.
At the same time Li Wei threw out her shoes, four people walked out of the crowd one after another.
The person in the lead was the short and strong middle-aged man who had given orders earlier.
His breath was steady and heavy, and his feet landed silently.
People also came forward from other directions.
An old man with gray hair, muscular body and nearly 1.9 meters tall.
A middle-aged woman with an extremely ordinary appearance, a flat nose, small eyes, and a height of less than 1.6 meters
The last young man was wearing casual sportswear, but his temperament was extremely sharp, like a towering spear.
Four third-level internal organ realm warriors surrounded Li Wei in the core.
On the periphery, more than two hundred first- and second-level warriors had burning eyes and were ready to take action.
The air seemed to freeze, and a war was about to break out!
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