After throwing a few punches, Shao Jing stopped moving.
"Tch, boring, another one fainted."
The player who started the fight curled his lip and said, "I have to say, these guys are really weak. They're so weak, yet they still act all high and mighty in front of us and meddle in our business."
"They're absolutely courting death!"
This refers to the incident after they came down, when Shao Jingcheng, along with the guards and ordinary people, attempted to drive them out.
Their actions angered the players.
Okay, let's settle the score then.
At the same time, another player with a square face frowned: "Alright, you've played enough. Don't actually kill anyone."
Quite a few people died up there just now, but they'll all be rewards after the settlement!
The person who was being lectured felt a little embarrassed, and he was also getting tired of it.
"Okay, okay, I know, I'm done playing!" With that, he threw Shao Jing away.
At this moment, the last person who had remained silent suddenly spoke up: "You all felt that attack just now, didn't you?"
The two men's expressions turned solemn.
"I don't think the barrier will last much longer. Get ready, I'll use some items to send the three of us out first, and we'll leave the guards here to those people!"
As he spoke, he took out the item and was about to use it, but the square-faced player next to him seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly asked.
"Big brother, aren't we going to wait for fourth brother?"
The older brother chuckled: "Heh, do you want to go up there again? I can't guarantee that what we're doing won't be discovered."
Besides, he stayed up there voluntarily because he didn't want to offend Xiao Jin and Gao Ya; I didn't force him.
"But..." The man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a glare from his older brother.
"If you want to find him, go up there. The props I have can only hold three people. Have you thought about who will stay behind, you or him?"
Upon hearing this, the square-faced player immediately shut his mouth.
He knew what was more important than what was less important. What good was a good relationship if it was all for his own benefit?
"Alright, you two, come closer." The eldest brother snapped impatiently.
The local indigenous people squatting nearby, upon hearing that the three people were leaving, showed a hint of joy in their eyes, wishing the people would leave immediately.
But just as the three were about to leave, the door behind them was suddenly blasted open, the iron door shattered into pieces, and everything fixed in place behind it was knocked away.
Immediately afterwards, a smoke grenade flew in.
The leader's pupils contracted: "Oh no, we've been discovered." He then turned to activate the device.
In the distance, a bullet tore through the thick curtain of smoke, piercing the boss's hand with perfect accuracy. His hand, which was tightly gripping the prop, instantly turned bright red.
The leader screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and the prop in his hand fell to the ground.
With a dull thud as metal hit the ground, his companion shuddered in fright at the sudden turn of events.
The muscles on their faces twitched uncontrollably, and cold sweat trickled down their foreheads: Damn it, the players upstairs must have come down.
Who is it? Gao Ya? Or Xiao Jin?
The leader, clutching his bleeding hand, his face ashen, drew his weapon as he watched the figure gradually swallowed by the thick fog.
Damn it, no one, no matter who it is, is going to stop him from leaving here today.
In the fog, unable to see their surroundings, the other two players picked up their weapons and started wildly striking their surroundings.
"Ouch, my butt!" one of them suddenly cried out.
"Damn it, come out if you dare, don't ambush me!" another person roared, his voice filled with a hysterical frenzy.
Xiao Jin's figure was partially obscured by the smoke, her eyes sharp.
She had thrown the smoke grenade not out of a sneak attack, but out of caution, not wanting to give the enemy the opportunity to take hostages.
Taking advantage of the moment when they were out of sight, Xiao Jin quickly grabbed Shao Jing and Cheng Ce and dragged them out of the house. Then she began to teach the three of them a lesson.
Regardless of the plight of the indigenous people outside, or the state of Cheng Ce and the other person just now, Xiao Jin had made up her mind not to let them stay.
The smoke cleared up a bit, and the boss's face lit up with joy. He kept a watchful eye on the ground while searching for the props he had lost. He planned to leave as soon as he found them.
But Xiao Jin had no intention of giving him that chance.
Thinking of the injuries on Jian Yiqiu and Shao Jing, Xiao Jin hesitated a little this time.
Sheathing her longsword, Xiao Jin used the billowing smoke from the smoke bomb to aim at the three leaders. Her figure moved like a ghost, each step landing in the gaps between their breaths, her punches and kicks swift and precise.
A swift, powerful kick landed squarely on the boss's chest. A sharp crack echoed as his ribs broke under the strain, and the boss was sent flying backward as if struck by a giant hammer.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jin's fist shot out like a cannonball, hitting the square-faced player squarely in the face.
The other man's nose broke instantly, blood splattering everywhere. The second man cried out in pain and covered his face, but he only suffered more violent attacks.
Elbow strikes are like lightning, horizontal slashes are like raging dragons; every movement contains the power to destroy everything in its path.
Xiao Jin's figure weaved between the three, each twist and step accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking and the painful groans of flesh being torn apart.
Her eyes were as cold as ice, as if she wanted to return every single injury that Shao Jing and the other person had suffered to them.
As the fog gradually dissipated, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder.
On the ground, three figures were curled up in a ball, like a puddle of mud.
Their faces, swollen and distorted, were almost unrecognizable, leaving only their terrified eyes, which instinctively gleamed with pleading the moment they saw Xiao Jin.
Among them, the player who had brutally beaten Shao Jing was the one Xiao Jin paid special "attention to".
Xiao Jin grabbed his collar and lifted him up. Her icy eyes seemed to pierce through his soul, scaring the man so much that his legs began to tremble, and a faint wetness could be seen between his trousers.
"Please...please, let me go..." He finally managed to squeeze out a few trembling syllables, his voice trembling with sobs, completely devoid of his previous arrogance.
Xiao Jin sneered, then slammed it heavily into the ground, smashing a crater into the reinforced concrete bricks.
Under everyone's gaze, the other person's legs twitched a few times, and then he stopped breathing completely.
"Waaaaah~~"
Seeing this, the leader next to him stared blankly, while the square-faced player burst into tears.
Xiao Jin took out his long sword and easily severed both of their hands with a single stroke. This way, the two would not die for a while, but they would also have no chance to use the item!
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