C92 (1/2)

Xue Dingshan looked at Wang Zheng with a cold smile, and said with a heavy voice: ”Brat, don't think that just because you're strong that you can defeat me, the two wounds on your body will definitely be able to drain your blood dry within five minutes!”

Wang Zheng endured his dizziness as his lips became a little dry as he said, ”Hehe, five minutes is enough for me to kill a cripple like you. I even broke both your arms, but I just don't know how fast you can run!”

Right now, the two of them were speaking harshly to each other. One of them had lost both arms, while the other was bleeding profusely. They had basically lost their ability to fight, so they could only speak harshly.

On Xue Dingshan's side, the mercenaries all clenched their teeth and rushed over to stand in front of Xue Dingshan and shouted: ”Boss, leave the rest to us!”

Seeing the mercenary rushing over, Zhang Er'mao and Lee Goudan did not stop them, the group of people immediately surrounded Wang Zheng, and some of them even wanted to help Wang Zheng bandage him up.

Wang Zheng blocked the security guards who were supporting him, and laughed coldly as he stared at Xue Dingshan: ”You originally were only this much, but in the end, you could only rely on your own hands to save you!”

Xue Dingshan did not say anything, it was unquestionable for him to do this on the battlefield, but this was a city after all, so if he spread the word, it would be a disgrace. But compared to his own little life, it was not worth mentioning, these mercenaries had already lost their dignity and face, it was just that they had stayed in the city for too long, and wanted to regain their lost dignity.

Seeing that Xue Dingshan did not say anything, Wang Zheng smiled at him and said, ”Do it, I will bury all of them here today!”

”You have a big mouth. Without you, only two people would have led the way. The rest are just trash. I'm afraid you guys would have been buried here today!” The mercenary sneered, but what he said was not wrong, against these mercenaries, the only ones who could resist were Zhang Er'mao and Lee Goudan.

Wang Zheng suddenly chuckled, he stared at the mercenaries and asked: ”Who said I can't fight?”

Under the shocked gazes of the mercenaries, Wang Zheng pulled out the two daggers in pain, causing blood to spurt out immediately. There was a pool of blood at Wang Zheng's feet, causing him to lose so much blood in an instant, even Wang Zheng felt dizzy and he almost lost his footing.

”Heh heh, you are courting death. Without specialized medical equipment, you still dare to pull out a dagger with blood on it? I'm afraid you won't live more than three minutes! ” The mercenaries all ridiculed Wang Zheng for being brainless, while Wang Zheng's security guards also nervously stared at Wang Zheng. Only Zhang Er'mao and Lee Goudan were still calmly staring at Wang Zheng, he had given them far too many surprises, so they did not believe that Wang Zheng was courting death.

Facing such mockery, Wang Zheng merely chuckled, and took out three Energy Pill s from his pocket and directly swallowed them into his stomach. The Physical Capacity Point that had originally fallen less than a hundred meters away scuttled up with a 'shua' sound, and the wounds on Wang Zheng's shoulder and stomach also healed at a visible rate, leaving him stuttering.

Just now, Wang Zheng used Pill to save people and thought that it was Wang Zheng's last stash. After all, this kind of treasure that could send a person to the edge of death and pull them back wasn't like cabbages on the streets. It was a pity that they were wrong, the Energy Pill s were like cabbages to Wang Zheng.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zheng's Physical Capacity Point had risen to over two hundred, and as if he had been reborn, he stood in front of everyone once again.

”Now we can continue playing!”