Chapter 171 Dragging Luggage to the Military Region

   "Grab it!" Quan Yi suddenly understood that that person was not a novice at all.

  Lu Shang also immediately understood that the group of people was no match for an A-level mercenary now.

  They ran to the group of recruits, and saw the "marksman" smile slightly, very provocative.

That's too late!

  The mercenary's eyes became more and more interesting, and suddenly he picked up the gun. They thought he was going to show off again. But, who knew that he suddenly shot the mercenary next to him!

  This is real ammunition!

  A gun sounded, and the patrol did not pay attention, thinking they were training.

  Only Quan Yi and Lu Shang ran from a distance. The hook on his arm hooked the tree and flew up.

   "Damn it." Lu Shang scolded angrily.

   "I chase him, you go to see the recruit." Quan Yi gave a good order, and the two separated.

  When the mercenary was just one step away from jumping out of the wall, Quan Yi steadily took Lushang’s gun and took aim quickly.

  Two shots. A shot in front of him successfully prevented him from maintaining his balance. A shot hit the kneecap, his body leaned back and fell to the ground.

   "Good job." Lu Shang helped his injured brother, while deducting 666 for Quan Yi.

  The patrols also realized something was wrong, and saw the mercenaries on the ground, they surrounded him with guns.

   When Quan Yi arrived, someone reported that his brain was seriously injured and he was dead.

  He put **** on his nose. Indeed, he was out of breath.

   "It's useless, just burn it."

   Ruthless, just so unfeeling. Since it's useless, keeping it takes up space, and when they see Quan Yi, they dare not betray.

  ...

  The recruit was okay, but he was fatal and hit the arm. No bones were hurt, deep in flesh and blood.

  Lu Hei is too despicable, how does this not put them in the eyes?

   "It seems that he is really looking at the recruits." Lu Shang sneered, rarely showing a murderous look.

   Quan Yi is still as pale as water, cold and noble.

   "Well, it's dangerous here."

   "It is most reliable to let the recruits go home temporarily."

"No." Quan Yi narrowed his eyes. How could the teenager who is about his age let him go. "It's on the contrary more dangerous. They can't even beat a B-level mercenary. You think all the recruits' bodies will be placed in the military area overnight. Is it at the door?"

  There is a steady stream of mercenaries, no matter how you catch them, you can't catch them. Now the other party hasn't asked anything, it's equivalent to playing with them!

  Who knows if it’s going to sneak in in the middle of the night for a massacre or something.

  A-level mercenaries can come and go freely in this military area, but there are not many mercenaries of this level, which means that most of the future mercenaries will be A-level.

   After a wave of unrest and another wave, everyone in this military area has increased their vigilance. When they see it, they can be arrested immediately.

  This fire is about to go out, this thing is simply adding fuel to the fire and reigniting the fire. This information is also in the news now, and it is spreading more and more widely, and it is undoubtedly boosting the morale of the enemy.

   Quan Yi dealt with this matter and did not sleep so well for three days, and his eyes were sore.

  "Admiral, someone said it was your bodyguard, outside the door. Can you put it in?" The door guard panted and reported to Quan Yi.

  Little bodyguard? Yan Zhaoxi?

   Thinking of this mysterious boy, he was in a good mood and smiled lightly.

   Seeing Quan Yi smiled, the goalkeeper also knew what to do, and the boy who had been put outside the door immediately came in.

  The boy bought a camouflage uniform. The light black short sleeves contrasted the white arms. The camouflage trousers on the lower body and black military boots. The leg length is 180, which means you can see! The chestnut hair was messy, the clip was re-clamped, and the thin lips were evil.

  And holding the luggage bar of the suitcase in one hand.

  (End of this chapter)