New Order Plan

Chapter 130 Why was he injured?

The man with the red backpack led two other team members over from the side, his cold tone full of threat.

"If you don't move, I won't move."

Jiang Qingshan glanced at the other party, and when the black dragon's beam of light shot towards him, he simply tilted his head calmly.

Some people are using these weak Trail Blazers as expendable resources; if he were to take action now, wouldn't he be a fool?

He wouldn't do something like working for someone else for free.

The man with the red backpack remained silent for a moment, seemingly acknowledging the reason, before leading his team to guard the entrance.

Jiang Qingshan led his men to a more distant corner to wait for their opportunity.

Soon.

The Trail Blazers suffered heavy casualties, and blood flowed like a river on the ground.

Only a few of the stronger captains remained in the fight, but they were all at a disadvantage and had no chance to fight back against the black dragon's attacks.

Although the black dragon was injured, it was still very fierce and soon dealt with the captains. It then turned to look at the entrance.

It extended its claws and gently hooked twice, its jewel-like eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

The man with the red backpack snorted coldly, stepping forward to meet the attack while shouting, "The guy who was playing in the water, now it's our turn."

Jiang Qingshan silently walked out from the corner, holding the water blade in both hands.

Black Dragon's sharp gaze swept over the two of them, as if he sensed something unusual.

It bared its fangs and roared, and the spikes on its back began to glow.

At the same time, the crystals growing among the vines seemed to receive some signal, and they began to flash one by one, with the frequency increasing.

Jiang Qingshan's expression changed slightly.

What the heck?

wrong.

It looks like it's about to explode!

"Danger!!!"

He shouted and retreated quickly, while simultaneously using bubbles to envelop himself.

The next second, the blue crystals exploded violently, and everything in sight was completely engulfed in flames.

Jiang Qingshan felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if he were flying, but then he began to fall again and finally crashed onto a few green vines.

The protective water bubbles were quickly absorbed by the green vines beneath him.

He spat out the dirt from his mouth and quickly got up.

A huge hole was blown open in the ground, and all the cars that were parked around it were also damaged, some overturned, and some had their tires blown out.

At this moment, the black dragon roared out from underground, flapped its wings and soared into the sky, with the man in the red backpack in hot pursuit.

Jiang Qingshan looked up and quickly ran to the edge of the crack in the ground to check the situation.

The explosion vertically pierced through the first and second basement levels, leaving the remaining floor slabs resembling a narrow path along a cliff edge.

He peeked into the corner where Xiao Tian and the others were and saw that Ye Wan'an's bubble contained Ono Madoka's rocky barrier. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

His gaze shifted and landed at the bottom of the deep pit.

That is...

A strange spherical cocoon woven from green vines, estimated to be at least seven or eight meters in diameter.

Several lantern trees grew around the cocoon, and piles of skeletons were scattered under the trees, which, judging from their outlines, should be some kind of small cataclysmic creature.

This looks like the black dragon's lair.

Suddenly, several loud noises came from above.

Immediately afterwards, amidst a piercing scream, the black dragon plummeted like a meteor, crashing heavily to the ground.

Jiang Qingshan looked up and saw that the black dragon was covered in feather blades, and blood was gushing from its wounds.

It struggled weakly for a few moments, its eyes staring blankly at Jiang Qingshan, and a muffled wail emanating from its throat.

At this moment, the man with the red backpack slowly descended from the sky, fluttering his pure white wings.

Holding a sharp feathered blade in his hand, he glanced at Jiang Qingshan and said breathlessly, "I didn't expect you to still be alive."

"I'd love to help you, but unfortunately I don't have wings."

Jiang Qingshan smiled, took a deep breath, and stared intently at the other person, ready to make a move at any moment.

The man with the red backpack folded his wings, stepped forward, patted the black dragon's head, took out potato chips from his backpack, and ate them while admiring his wonderful spoils.

He suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, and took out a bag of rice crackers and tossed it to Jiang Qingshan.

"No matter what happens, you can't go hungry. Eat something, it's turkey flavored, and it's not poisoned."

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"What's your name?"

"Jiang Qingshan."

"My name is Tang Wenli, nice to meet you."

Jiang Qingshan stuffed the rice crust into his pocket, sat down on the ground, and said calmly, "The kitten ornament is very cute."

"You think so too?" Tang Wenli stroked the dark red dragon horns and said with a deep gaze, "This was my daughter's kitten. Unfortunately, a catastrophe occurred, and I killed it with my own hands."

"She loves small animals."

"Yes, I always like to adopt those stray little guys, which makes the house a complete mess."

Tang Wenli dipped his finger in the blood on the black dragon's body, put it in his mouth, and sucked on it.

It has a slightly bitter and sour taste, but not much of a fishy or gamey smell.

The two chatted idly, seemingly getting along peacefully.

But Jiang Qingshan knew very well that the other party was just stalling for time to recover their strength, and that was exactly what he thought too.

A moment later, the five members of the Red Backpack Squad returned one after another. One of them was missing half an arm; he was the middle-aged man who had relayed the message to Big Beard earlier.

"Captain, Old Ma, he..."

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"Why were you injured?"

Tang Wenli turned to look at him, his tone somewhat cold.

The middle-aged man's face was ashen, and his pale lips trembled as he said, "That damned crystal hit me!"

"Oh, bad luck."

Tang Wenli nodded, said nothing more, and continued to examine the lifeless black dragon.

Several team members stood silently to the side, their eyes darting back and forth over Heilong, their faces filled with awe for Tang Wenli.

Old Ma, who had lost an arm, found a medical kit among the scattered supplies and bandaged his wound himself.

Tang Wenli shook the packaging bag in his hand, tilted his head back and poured the crumbs into his mouth, then turned to Jiang Qingshan and said, "Your strength is quite good, why don't you join my team?"

"I can't abandon my teammates."

"You mean those four worthless pieces of trash? They're probably already dead, and even if they're still alive, they'll only be a burden to you. Useless things should be eliminated."

I don't think so.

"The weak have no reason to exist."

Jiang Qingshan gave a disdainful chuckle.

Above the self, everyone is equal; below the self, only the fittest survive?

What utter nonsense!

Humanity has survived to this day because of unity and friendship, not because of the law of the jungle.

If that were the case, our human ancestors would have gone extinct long ago.

However, he had no intention of discussing philosophy with Tang Wenli, because that would make him seem mentally unstable.

"Your team has enough people. One more or one less won't make a difference. I appreciate Captain Tang's kindness."

Jiang Qingshan gave a perfunctory reply.

Tang Wenli silently straightened and folded the snack packaging bags and put them into his pocket.

He turned around and, without warning, swung his feather blade, beheading the old man who was bandaging his wounds.

The four team members next to him were caught off guard, terrified and filled with immense fear.

Tang Wenli breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Jiang Qingshan, saying, "There's a vacancy now."

Jiang Qingshan frowned, his gaze turning cold.

This guy really puts his words into action.

Seeing that Jiang Qingshan remained silent, Tang Wenli sighed regretfully, and his murderous aura surged.

If they don't agree, then it's useless.

If it's not working, then it needs to be cleaned up.

He's genuinely trying to recruit you, so why refuse?

Rumble~~~

Thunder rumbled from the horizon.

Jiang Qingshan stood up from the ground.