Promise!

Chapter 75, Attack

Zhuang Yuyong and his group were not paying attention to Gao Shi and continued talking.

"Your eldest brother is being too cautious. This arrangement is simply an overkill for dealing with a third-level warrior. Unless Zhuang Jin can grow wings, he won't be able to fly!"

"Growing wings is impossible, but my elder brother is worried that Zhuang Jin has broken through the fourth classic... You said, that person just broke through the third classic in late February, how could he break through the fourth classic so quickly?" Zhuang Yuyong said with a smile.

"Ha ha!"

When the others heard this, they all laughed as if they had heard a funny joke. They clearly didn't believe Zhuang Jin could break through the Fourth Path so quickly. Otherwise, how high would his talent be? After all the years of cultivation, hadn't they all been living like dogs?
……

Gao Shi knew from these few words that Zhuang Jin was in danger. His first reaction was to inform on him, but then he thought of something else and struggled internally.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you go and continue serving the dishes?" Zhou Yuan, who was accompanying Gao Shi, saw him standing there in a daze and immediately shouted at him angrily.

"Hey! Hey!" Gao Shi agreed, but his heart suddenly became biased.

When he broke through the first level, Zhou Yuan and he were brothers, and he borrowed the silver he earned from being injured and beheading people. But after he broke through the second level, he immediately turned against him and refused to acknowledge the money he had borrowed.

After this incident, he understood one thing: everything is false, no one can be relied on, and the only person he can trust is himself.

'Little Mute, can you really believe it? If you can, why didn't you even tell me your real name before? Yes, the one I know is Little Mute, never Zhuang Jin! Don't blame me, I'm scared of being deceived! I only believe in myself now, and I can only take care of myself first!' After Gao Shi struggled inwardly, his face showed the same smile as when he came in.

As he was going out, he heard the sound behind him again.

"Brother Deng, eat more of this, it's very nutritious."

"Oh, bullwhip? I have to eat more of this. What you eat is what you need to replenish your body!" another person said with a smile.

What you eat is what you gain!

When Gao Shi heard this, he suddenly recalled the conversation he had with Zhuang Jin about the "lower" and "higher" people. Since what you eat replenishes what you need, if you want to become a "higher" person, a person who is superior to others, then doesn't it have to be...

He looked back and saw the flames of the oil lamps in the house flickering and jumping. The shadows of those people eating gluttonously were reflected on the wall, looking as ferocious as evil spirits. He shuddered suddenly, but seemed to understand something in an instant.

……

Gao Shi didn't know that he saved his life by not deciding to tell Zhuang Jin.

After Gao Shi left, Zhuang Yuyong took another bite of food and asked, "Will tonight's operation be leaked?"

"Don't worry. Last month's sneak attack on Furong Street relied on this tactic. Naturally, we were on guard against the enemy using the same tactic. We had guards stationed there to keep a close watch. Before the operation, not even a mosquito could fly out."

"That's good. After we finish eating, it will be almost time to set off." Zhuang Yuyong nodded.

"Alright, after being teased the last two times, the brothers have been holding their breath for the past few days, and tonight we can finally let it out."

"Tonight, I will help Brother Zhuang get rid of this great threat!"

"That's right, I can't accept the money for nothing. I must make sure that Brother Zhuang gets what he wants."

"Haha, thank you for your kind words. Thank you very much."

Zhuang Yuyong said this, slamming the wine bowl onto the table, his face full of ferocity: "That little bastard will die tonight!"

……

That night, a large half-moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight was as cool as water, blocking out the light of the stars, and a gentle breeze blew.

As Zhuang Jin's team was about to depart, Du Yunqi suddenly twitched his nose and looked at Jiang Wei's waist: "Brother Jiang, why are you carrying a sachet today?"

Pan Zimo also looked over instantly.

Jiang Wei paused, laughed and said, "Nothing. Were we attacked by those bastards from the Medicine King Gang last month? I'm praying for safety." "Hey, Brother Jiang, you don't understand. To pray for safety, you have to use a white jade statue of a god. Mine was consecrated by a temple." Zhou Chao said, muttering to the jade statue on his neck, praying for 'god's blessing'.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhuang Jin glanced at the sachet on Jiang Wei's waist, said nothing, and set off with his team members.

Everyone in the team was in a different mood at this moment.

Jiang Wei and Zhou Chao were both nervous, but for different reasons.

Du Yunqi and Pan Zimo were secretly cautious and alert, knowing that something might happen tonight.

The difference is that Du Yunqi had been Zhuang Jin's student for a month, so he was more confident and knew that Zhuang Jin was definitely not a careless person. He had also secretly talked to him before. Now that nothing seemed to be wrong, it was probably a setup where someone was trying to trick him, and he was just courting his own death.

Zhuang Jin was cautious, but also somewhat expectant. "During the night raid last month, I heard there were only two third-level warriors, seven or eight second-level and first-level warriors. I couldn't take all the kills, I had to share them with the public..."

The distribution rules for killing heads are as follows: no matter the kills are made independently or jointly by teams, only 70% of the merit will be attributed to the participants, and the remaining 30% will be handed over to the team public. Of the merits in the team public, the team leader will take 30%, 30% will be distributed back to other team members, and 40% will be handed over to the street public.

The same is true for the street public office. The street guard takes 30%, distributes 30% to his subordinates, and the rest is handed over to the neighborhood public office.

"Based on the standards of last month's night raid, I can only reap 300 or 400 military merits, which is just barely enough. I hope I can catch more fish tonight." Zhuang Jin thought and glanced at Jiang Wei.

Now that he has broken through the fourth classic and has achieved minor success in the Black Evil Palm, he needs a grand carnival and sudden wealth from military exploits to celebrate!
……

The night patrol is a route temporarily planned by the team leader in order to keep it secret and prevent ambushes and sneak attacks.

In an alley far away from the street station on Furong Street, Zhuang Jin suddenly stopped.

"Captain Zhuang, what's wrong?" Everyone else looked over.

Zhuang Jin hasn't spoken yet.

Swish swish!

On the originally quiet street, a cold light broke through the air. It was a hidden weapon!
Zhuang Jin took a step forward, drew his sword from its sheath, raised his hand and turned it, the sword light condensed like a silver plate, and fell with a tinkling sound.

The next moment, dozens of masked black shadows quickly surrounded them in a fan shape, especially the four core members, whose speed was extremely fast, like a sharp knife.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the team members shrank slightly. With this speed, those four people are... three-level warriors!
Four squad leader-level warriors of the Third Scripture—what a concept! The three squad leaders of Furong Street combined only had three Third Scripture warriors. Besides that, there were ten Second Scripture and First Scripture warriors. With this kind of force, attacking their squad couldn't even be considered a serious undertaking; it was simply a waste of talent!

Zhou Chao was terrified, his whole body cold, and he shouted urgently: "Quick, send a signal and request support!"

"Oh no, the signal fireworks fuse... is broken." Jiang Wei said dejectedly, but in his eyes with his head buried, there was a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

"I have a spare here!" Du Yunqi and Pan Zimo said in unison.

Chirp—pop!

The fireworks exploded, indicating that they were attacked by surprise and requesting support.

However, although the fireworks were launched, Du Yunqi and Pan Zimo still subconsciously looked at Zhuang Jin, wondering if Zhuang Jin had gone too far. With this situation, if there was any delay, the other teams would arrive and have no choice but to collect their bodies.

'good! ’

Zhuang Jin was not surprised but delighted when he saw the warriors coming one after another, as if he were looking at meat on a chopping board. "I thought this was a trap, and at most it would be the same as last time, attracting two third-level masters, seven or eight second-level masters, and one-level masters, and gaining three or four hundred military merits. I didn't expect that today there would be four third-level masters, ten second-level masters, and one-level masters. I'm afraid I can gain six or seven hundred in one wave!"

At this moment, he was like a fisherman who saw a lot of big fish caught in one net; he was like an old farmer in the field who saw the wheat ears ripple in the autumn wind, his heart filled with the joy of a good harvest.

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(End of this chapter)