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Chapter 6 Night Attack(1/2)

After returning to the village, Zhang Jing ran to the room alone.

Thinking about how to get that batch of medicinal materials.

Among those guards, no one should be his opponent.

As for Huang Yicai, if he were before, he might be equal.

Before, my predecessor had fought with him once. Huang Yicai's family-born palm technique, the family-born Three Spread Waves of the Yangtze River, was very good. His palm power was strong.

Unfortunately, the dantian has not produced true energy, but has its form but no intention. It cannot be truly integrated.

But his eldest brother, Huang Zhenggan, is different. He is full of true energy and does not lack resources. He heard in his early years that he was a master.

With his current strength, I'm afraid he's not the opponent.

Therefore, even if you have to do it, you cannot do it in Yanzishan.

When your true qi is greatly improved, the true qi will pass through your whole body. There is no need to worry.

Zhang Jing thought so.

It’s easy to guess that I did it.

Framing the blame is a plan that Zhang Jing can think of.

Even if you can't, you must achieve confusion.

No one knows the news that I broke through my true qi except myself.

Even if I have to infer, I will be eliminated. After all, the exposed strength is still as inconsistent as before.

And not many people nearby have this strength.

If you have this strength, you are not afraid of revenge from the Huang family, and there is only one force close to Yanzi Mountain.

Three Wolf Village!

The most powerful force in this nearby hundreds of miles, the three camp masters are all second-rate masters.

Even the Huang family can only suffer this secret loss and dare not conduct a large-scale investigation.

Do it when you think about it.

After a short while, Zhang Jing ordered to stay in seclusion for two days and not to disturb him.

The guard post at the door also retreated and prepared a dress of night clothes.

Preparing for a night attack.

Zhang Jing didn't wait until evening to start acting.

Almost afternoon, Zhang Jing found them based on the traces of their caravan.

It's after confirming that it's really them.

He hung from a distance behind and just waited for the evening, and he was preparing to attack at night.

late at night!

Zhang Jing slowly approached them and looked at the sky.

The moon is half hidden, and only a little light shines on the earth.

It was the dark moon and windy night, and when people were killed and set fire!

The Huang family caravan has a very low alertness and has left several people to watch.

There were four people in total, two in front and two in the back.

Zhang Jing was about to touch it from behind.

"Pa".

Zhang Jing made some noise.

The guards in front were indifferent and just leaned silently on the tree.

"I'm so badly alert." Zhang Jing cursed inwardly.

Zhang Jing looked closer and saw that he was asleep, no wonder he didn't hear it.

He stepped forward and crossed, and Zhang Jing covered his mouth with one hand to prevent sound from being made.

He held his chin with his other hand and twisted it back.

"Click"

A gentle voice came, and Zhang Jing held his body and slowly fell to the ground.

The other person seemed to have noticed something was wrong.

"Huzi, Huzi". He called his name gently.

After shouting twice, he didn't hear an echo and tiptoed forward.

When he got closer, he saw Hu Zi lying on the ground.

He grinned, "It's the first time I've come out to take a ward. Wake up and don't sleep on the ground."

He reached out to snatch the tiger on his lying side.

Hu Zi didn't move, just waiting for him to approach.

A pair of hands stretched out from behind his head, "Click".

Hu Zi's experience reappeared in him.

Zhang Jing did not hesitate and then got into dark tents.

Kill!

Zhang Jing was not soft-hearted, as if the god of death was harvesting.

One after another, the guards, did not wake up after falling asleep.

Perhaps some sounds appeared during the killing process.

The two guards looking at the whistle in front, holding knives, looked at one of the tents with a serious face.

"What sound does it make if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" One of them shouted softly.

Zhang Jing didn't answer, knowing that he had been exposed. He didn't care. In fact, with his martial arts, he could definitely kill himself.

The reason why I don’t do this is mainly because I am afraid that someone will run away in the random situation and cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, if dozens of people attack them together, even though they are confident in their own methods.

But, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of something.

Now most of the people in the camp have been wiped by themselves, hehe!

"Swish".

Zhang Jing took action with the long knife in his hand.

It penetrated straight into one of the people.

The other person suddenly shouted.

"Sneak attack, sneak attack, come quickly."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jing, who was following closely behind, rushed forward and broke his neck.

But it also woke everyone in the camp.

Huang Yicai heard the shouts outside and immediately came out of the tent.

What caught my eye was a black shadow quickly penetrated into a tent.

Then, there were screams of exclamation inside.

Huang Yicai shouted, "Come, come quickly."

Hearing his shouts, the person in the tent who had not yet been poisoned by Zhang Jing's hand immediately came out with his weapon.

Huang Yicai almost fainted when he saw that.

There were only eight people left standing, including myself.

Damn, Huang Yicai was almost furious.

Zhang Jing, who had just finished a tent, slowly came out with a knife.

There was still steaming blood on the knife.

Just after he got to deal with the two of them, he heard the shouts, and without stopping, he got into a tent closer to him.

Before the people inside could react, they were separated by the corpse.

Huang Yicai stared at the person in front of him, wearing black clothes, and only his eyes leaked out.

Holding an ordinary long knife in hand.

"I killed you"! Huang Yicai yelled.
To be continued...
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