Chapter 167 Where to Go
Twenty-two seconds!
In a life-and-death duel, even a single second can determine the outcome.
In the past, the Dragon King had used this move to kill countless opponents. If Su Xia had not performed so powerful this time, he would have definitely tried it.
This move is even more of a magical skill for escaping.
After turning into wind, his body became light and he could float more than ten meters away in an instant, and the enemy had no idea where he went.
But today, this move was broken by the same move!
What made the Dragon King despair was that Su Xia could obviously last longer than him.
He can't escape, and he can't fight back. It seems that God is going to take his life!
A flash of cold light broke through the air, carrying a murderous aura.
"Don't kill me, I'm still useful!"
The Dragon King shouted in panic. He didn't want to die, but he also knew that begging for mercy was useless.
When facing this kind of killing god, you can only use your own value to exchange for a life.
Sure enough, after shouting this sentence, the attacking sword light stopped.
The Dragon King trembled all over, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, because the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from his throat.
The chill from the sword spread from his neck to his entire body, causing his skin to tense up.
Su Xia came from a distance and asked indifferently: "What are you good for?"
"I know the locations of several other mercenary towns. I can go undercover for you."
"Undercover..."
Su Xia was speechless. Is this all people nowadays know?
Seeing that Su Xia seemed dissatisfied, the Dragon King hurriedly added: "You must believe me, I still have some reputation in the mercenary organization. I am willing to be the sword in your hand and the dog that explores the way for you. As long as you let me go, I will do anything."
This guy speaks quite nicely.
But in his personal description, he wrote:
[A villain, treacherous and capricious]
[He can stab his brother twice for a woman, and sell out his own parents for treasure. His credibility is close to zero]
[Scum, you deserve to be killed! ]
Su Xia was not stupid enough to listen to such a person, but he showed an interested look and asked: "Where are the supplies of your organization hidden? Tell me, and I will let you go to another mercenary town to develop slowly."
"It's right below the base. It's easy to find!"
The Dragon King did not dare to hesitate and spoke out immediately.
He felt a little happy when he saw that Su Xia's tone had softened a lot.
This masked stranger was also a former killer, and like many killers, he loved money. He said hastily: "I will collect more treasures for you in other mercenary towns, not only treasures, but also weapons, women, energy, medicine, etc. As long as you open your mouth, I will..."
“Crack!”
Before he could finish his words, a sharp sword suddenly pierced through his body.
The Dragon King's face turned pale. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the sharp sword that pierced his chest. He felt as if he was falling into the abyss.
His lips trembled, and he asked desperately: "You...you didn't say you would let me..."
"Oh, I lied to you."
Su Xia waved his hand casually, and the long sword instantly pierced through his chest, and then he turned around and slashed horizontally!
The sword flashed, and blood spilled all over the ground.
The Dragon King's body broke into two pieces and rolled to the ground, completely lifeless.
The human body is so fragile. If it were the Zerg or the Mechanical Race, even if it was broken into several pieces, it would still be possible to fight back.
After dealing with this guy, Su Xia did not go looking for supplies, but continued to hunt down the remaining mercenaries who had escaped.
The mission has already been accomplished.
In the small town just now, six mercenary organizations stationed there were completely destroyed, and no one escaped.
Many organizations were crippled, their important leaders were killed, and their members fled in all directions.
“Eradicate all evil!”
Su Xia was indeed too weak alone, so he could only kill as many as possible.
Even if there are thousands of pigs, they cannot be killed so quickly.
If we had the help of our teammates, we would have been more efficient tonight.
Unfortunately, Chang Yu, Zhu Lu and others from the Beifeng Storytelling Club are only level three psychic creatures. They are likely to be injured or even killed in a situation like tonight. Their ability to protect themselves is far inferior to Su Xia's.
Zhang Fang is a better guy at protecting his life. He has broken through to level 3.9 in the past two days, but he is far away in the oasis camp.
In Coral City, Su Xia can only fight alone.
The killing lasted from four in the morning until dawn.
"call……"
Su Xia took a psychic energy replenishing potion and felt a little tired.
He stood on the blood-stained wilderness grass. The dawn in the distant sky was crimson, wisps of it like softly floating red gauze, contrasting with the blood on the earth.
A gentle morning breeze blew by, blowing away the bloody smell.
Su Xia asked some mercenaries about the locations of several other mercenary towns, and after cross-comparison, he confirmed that the locations were correct.
But the news of the destruction of this town is likely to spread soon.
There were too many mercenaries who escaped, and Su Xia was unable to kill them all.
There are always some that slip through the net and notify other towns.
Those mercenaries are all cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Once they get the news, they will definitely run as far as possible and disappear into the wilderness.
Su Xia didn't think about the other towns for the time being, but took out the skill book that was rewarded for the mission.
[Name: "Metal Will"]
[Level: Unleveled Item]
[Type: Passive Skill]
[Description: Greatly enhances your control over metal by at least 15%]
[Note: This skill cannot exist at the same time as skills such as "Armor Affinity", "Machine Affinity", and "Metal Affinity"]
Just a simple passive skill that makes him stronger.
Su Xia didn't think much about it and started studying directly.
He closed his eyes, sensed silently, and found that his control over metal had indeed become stronger.
Next time I meet Yu Tuo, I will probably be able to forcibly influence most of the mechanical modules in Yu Tuo's body.
However, he is still far from reaching the peak performance of Magneto in the comics. Magneto does not control metal, but controls magnetism. He can even stop an entire planet from rotating. That is a real bug-level ability.
“Keng——”
Su Xia's mind moved, and the sword returned to its sheath.
He held the scabbard casually, stepped on the blood-stained weeds, and walked back to the mercenary town step by step.
The buildings in the entire town have rotted away, turning into a pile of metal ruins, with the bodies of many mercenaries lying in the ruins.
Walking in from Su Xia's direction, you will arrive at the ruins of the former casino area.
He bent down and picked up a blood-stained hundred-dollar bill from the ruins.
Looking around, there are scattered banknotes all over the place. If they can be cleaned up, it will definitely be a huge sum of money.
"rise!"
Su Xia moved his mind, and the surrounding scrap iron flew up, creating a spectacular scene.
With this ability to control metal, you can be a scene-stealer wherever you go.
He waved his hand and the steel was thrown far away.
More banknotes appeared on the ground, many in bundles.
"It looks like I can have a good meal at noon today."
These are all the fruits of hard work, Su Xia will not let them go.
He picked up a bundle of banknotes, felt its thickness, and simply determined that it was a bundle of one hundred bills.
Now on the gaming platform, those real-money studios have already lowered the exchange rate between game coins and real currency to 16:1, which is much lower than the 10:1 of the official channels, and it is expected to continue to drop in the future.
The bundle in Su Xia's hand is worth 10,000 yuan, which is 625 yuan in real currency.
Not only can he have a good meal today, but the whole dormitory can have a good meal.
This makes money much faster than refining medicine.
"The gold belt for murder and arson is true."
Su Xia put away the bundle of banknotes and continued to bend down to pick up the money on the ground.
At this time, he could only sigh that he did not have the skill of "controlling money" and it was quite troublesome to pick them up one by one.
In the past, after he destroyed those mercenary organizations, he not only obtained guns, ammunition and supplies, but also a small amount of cash and some gold and silver treasures. However, the insect crisis was still going on at that time, so he took all those things to the Oasis Camp as reserve funds for the New North Wind Organization .
Once the Oasis Camp collapses, it will be a question whether he can keep his own commander account.
Now that the camp is safe and the New North Wind organization has developed and is able to obtain supplies on its own, the crucial first battle is against An Lan.
While Su Xia was picking up the money, lines of data kept popping up in front of his eyes.
[You get money +100]
[You get money +10000]
[You get...]
This is simply the most pleasing statistic in the world.
But not far away, the civilians who were released were dumbfounded.
Thousands of released civilians have gathered in the town, and many more are rushing in from other mercenary bases in the surrounding area.
Now they are no longer slaves and have regained their freedom.
The two mercenaries who let them out were the one Su Xia had let go before, one named Chu Tang and the other named Mu Yang.
The two men, with thousands of civilians, planned to follow the footsteps of their benefactor Su Xia, waiting for Su Xia to show them the direction.
"Why hasn't the benefactor come yet..."
They looked at Su Xia who was picking up the money.
They looked at each other for more than ten minutes, but Su Xia showed no intention of coming over.
They knew nothing about Su Xia's character, so they didn't dare to disturb Su Xia at will.
More than ten minutes later, after some discussion, Chu Tang walked to the ruins of the casino and asked cautiously, "Benefactor, do you need us to help you pick up the money?"
"Oh? It's you?"
Su Xia raised her head and felt her neck a little sore.
He asked, "Have all the kidnapped civilians been released?"
"They've all come out." Chu Tang answered truthfully, "My benefactor, everyone is waiting for you to say a few words now."
"There's nothing to say, just tell them all to come over and pick up the money!"
Su Xia waved his hand and threw away all the metal objects in the surrounding ruins.
When the wind blew, hundred-dollar bills danced in the wind, and the air was filled with the smell of money and blood.
Chu Tang breathed a sigh of relief and found that Su Xia was easy to talk to, so he hurried back and called on all the civilians: "Let's go and help our benefactor pick up the money!"
In this way, a large group of civilians joined the money-picking operation.
A lot of the money here was actually looted from them.
Su Xia stood on a high place in the ruins and looked around. He saw people picking up money everywhere, and some people were also starting to clean up useful supplies from the rest of the ruins.
Food, drinks, knives and guns, machine tools, etc.
Anything that could be used was cleared out by the civilians.
Most of these people's hometowns have been destroyed, and most of their relatives have been slaughtered. After experiencing long-term torture in the mercenary organization, their mentality has long been different from that of ordinary people, and they can no longer return to their previous ordinary days.
They still have a blood debt to settle with those mercenary organizations.
Chu Tang walked up to Su Xia with a pile of money he had found, and asked in a respectful tone, "Benefactor, where should they go?"
"Don't worry, let me think about it..."
Su Xia thought of the words in a war documentary he had watched.
Times have changed. Now, whether it is an old person, a child or a woman, even a pregnant woman, as long as she picks up a gun, she is a militia.
