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Chapter 324 Smuggling

The speed of the desolate beast was a little faster than Xu Cheng had imagined.

The big mouth with a fishy wind has reached Xu Cheng's neck in an instant.

Xu Cheng didn't move his feet, his body stopped lightly with the strength of his waist and limbs, like falling leaves, evading the bite of wild beasts, and then raised his right hand.

His fist was like a branch swaying in the strong wind, gently slapping the desolate beast's jaw.

"puff--"

The wild beast's wide open mouth suddenly closed, and the originally brutal eyes were filled with blood.

"Boom—"

The body of the desolate beast was thrown on the sandy ground three feet away, blowing up smoke and dust.

His half-foot-long body trembled on the sand, his limbs fluttered a few times, and then remained still.

Just now, Xu Cheng's punch directly shattered the desolate beast's head through its fur and bones.

After clapping his palms lightly, Xu Cheng continued to follow the direction guided by the aura, without taking a second look at the desolate beast.

It's just a desolate beast at the peak of body training, and the power of blood in it is useless to him.

As for the valuable bones and flesh of desolate beasts, it is too troublesome to bring them back to the city to exchange them.

"Quick, there was a wild animal roaring here just now!"

A moment later, a group of warriors in half armor and armed with various weapons rushed over.

"There are wild beasts!"

Seeing the wolf-shaped desolate beast crawling on the ground, someone exclaimed.

"Shhh—are you looking for death! That's a desert wolf, a wild beast at the peak of body training!"

Some people backed away quickly, their faces pale.

"Finished formation!"

"Desert wolves are fast, and can only be dealt with in formation!"

Everyone skillfully formed a circular formation, back to back, with their swords and guns facing outwards, and then slowly stepped forward.

"No, why is this desert wolf so slow?" Someone frowned.

"Sluggish? The desert wolf can detect the smell of food ten miles away." Someone said coldly, and then said in a daze, "That's right, what's the matter with this desert wolf?"

As the battle formation slowly approached, everyone noticed something strange about the desert wolf.

At this time, the evil spirit still exuded from the wolf, but it was the evil spirit that was gradually dissipating, not the rising blood evil spirit.

"died?"

The leader of the circle carefully poked the desert wolf's body with the spear in his hand,

Then there is ecstasy.

"died!"

Everyone hurriedly gathered around, and then stretched out their hands to stroke the body of the desert wolf.

"It's still hot, let the blood out, it's hot blood, and it can be sold for a good price."

"Be careful, the wolf's fur is not damaged at all. If you peel it off, you can sell it for at least five hundred yuan."

"I still have this muscle and bone, haha, I'm really rich!"

...

While discussing happily, everyone started to do bloodletting and skinning.

This desert wolf can earn at least two thousand yuan, which is worth the three-day income of the hunting team.

The point is that it was picked for nothing, so how can you not be happy?

The leader stood up and looked into the distance.

"Brother Sun, what's wrong?" Someone looked up at him.

The leader shook his head and said, "I'm just curious, who killed this Steppenwolf and didn't take it away."

Hearing his words, the person who asked the question laughed and said: "Perhaps they don't like it, how can those masters of the spiritual martial arts look at these small coins of two thousand yuan?"

"Ah—" just as the leader of the hunting team was about to speak, the person who bled the desert wolf suddenly exclaimed.

He stabbed down, and the gushing plasma stained his whole body.

"what happened?"

"Here, this wolf's skull is all smashed into powder..."

The skull was crushed into powder, and the skin was not damaged at all!

The leader of the hunting team nodded solemnly.

The person who makes the shot must be an expert above the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm!

At the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm, he can be regarded as a master in Dongyue City.

There are 100,000 Martial Arts Halls in the city, and there are 1,000 of them who have masters at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

"Recently, the hunt for smugglers outside the city has been fierce. It is said that those families have dispatched experts. Could it be for this?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Whether it's smuggling or hunting wild beasts, it's all a business of licking blood on the tip of a knife.

These hunting teams sometimes help the teams that smuggle raw ore.

"In this world, it's hard for us people to survive..." Someone whispered while skinning the animal.

Everyone else shook their heads.

Low-level warriors are like ants in the eyes of those big forces.

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After Xu Cheng ran for nearly a hundred miles, he stopped.

There are more and more desolate beasts scattered in front of them, and the ones with strong aura have condensed into a column of smoke.

After a slight pause, Xu Cheng raised his hand and drew another talisman.

The function of this talisman is to cover up the figure.

When the rune fell on his body, his body turned into a faint phantom.

Naturally, it is impossible for a low-level talisman to make his body invisible like in the practice world, but with such a talisman covered, those desolate beasts would not be able to perceive his existence unless they were up close.

enough.

Passing through the area densely populated by desolate beasts, and passing through a gravel beach, in front of you, on a low black rocky mountain, you can see a camp.

Towering steel frames, the sound of roaring machines, and barbed wire fences.

The mine has arrived.

Xu Cheng glanced over, and after a while, he found where Shen Mingzhu was.

Across the barbed wire, in the pile of rocks ten miles away, a group of people bowed their waists and were carrying raw ore there.

Wearing a taupe thick cloth robe to cover her face, Shen Mingzhu walked forward with difficulty holding a piece of raw ore the size of a bucket.

This piece of raw ore weighs at least eight hundred catties.

This little girl was relaxed in the Budokan. It turns out that smuggling raw ore is not only dangerous, but also tiring.

Xu Cheng searched with his eyes and paused lightly.

In the shade of the mountain where Shen Mingzhu and the others couldn't see, less than five miles away, a group of men in dark iron armor was quietly lurking.

The iron armor on these people looks like a patrol team.

It seems that Shen Mingzhu and the others have already been discovered by the patrol team, but they just deliberately didn't startle the snake, because they wanted to come and get the stolen goods.

After pondering for a while, Xu Cheng turned into a gray line and came to a bush.

In the bushes, covered by branches, is Shen Mingzhu's four-wheel drive cart.

He bent down, his fingertips flashed, and he drew a long mark on the driving engine of the cart.

With these long marks, the speed and handling of the cart will be improved several grades.

Such a speed, in the desert, below the Spirit Martial Realm, cannot catch up.

However, this car is too old, and it is going at full speed, and other parts such as tires and bodywork cannot withstand it for a long time.

After doing this, he quietly backed away.

Just arrived on the hillside, suddenly there was a bang from below.

"Boom—"

A puff of smoke rose.

"Thunder!"

"Quick, there's an ambush in the middle, hurry up!"

"Forget those raw ores, let's go!"

Shen Mingzhu and the others left the raw ore and fled in all directions.

"Om—"

A large gun traversed a mile, pierced straight on the gravel mountain, and sparks flew everywhere.

"The patrol team of Dongyue City is here, you are already surrounded, everyone squats down, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

In the distance, a bang resounded.

The patrol team in black armor came at a high speed like a black line.

"run!"

Someone shouted and rushed towards the valley.

"Om—"

A spear turned into black lightning, caught up with him, shot through him, and nailed him hard on the black rocky beach.

Kill directly!

A group of martial artists who smuggled raw ore stood there in horror.

In the past, when smugglers met the patrol team face to face, as long as they were not facing each other head-on, they would turn a blind eye and close one eye.

We all know that it is not easy for low-level warriors, and this raw ore is nothing.

But this time, the patrol team killed people directly, which stunned the smugglers.

Shen Mingzhu stood where she was, only feeling her legs go weak.

She had never felt that she was so close to death.

no!

I can't die!

What would Xinyue do if she died?

What about Pearl Budokan?

When my father leaves, tell me, I must guard the Budokan and protect my sister!

run!

She rolled over, bent her waist, and galloped among the rocks.

Rush to the cart to have a chance to survive!

"Mingzhu, come back!"

"Don't run, they really kill people!"

The smugglers exclaimed behind them.

Shen Mingzhu didn't seem to hear, and ran with all her strength.

"Om—"

A spear chased her figure and flew straight past.

The point where the spear landed was clearly where her figure would stay in the next second!

"Be careful, Pearl!"

"Hide! Hide quickly!"

The smugglers cried out.

It's a pity that the person who fired the spear has an extremely high cultivation level, Shen Mingzhu, who is at the fifth level of body refining, can't dodge this spear!

On the hillside, a gleam of light flashed in Xu Cheng's eyes.

His arm was raised, and a transparent thin knife was shot out silently.