This is his treasure, and it is precisely because of this longbow in the past ten years that he has no idea how many life and death crises he has passed.
Taking out a dagger, Yan Feng began to dissect the red beetle, skillfully removing the valuable materials one by one, and after packing, he began to walk to the Sauron camp.
Before long, a high wall was in sight, and the purple-black exterior wall revealed an inviolable breath, majesty can shock everything, tall and awe-inspiring, like a king, sitting here.
Under the city wall, there is a city gate. At this time, there are two guards wearing steel, holding their posts, and guarding the only entrance and exit gate of the Sauron camp.
Zhao Qiang leaned against the city gate. He was very grateful to his brother for letting himself come to this city gate as a guard. He originally complained, but after he tasted the sweetness of blackmailing everyone who returned from hunting monsters outside for the first time. , He smiled.
These people are stupid, fighting to death and life with the monsters, and finally come back alive, but they have to be blackmailed half of the items. Thinking of this, Zhao Qiang did not feel guilty in his heart, but a strange excitement arose.
Hey, another hapless guy is here.
Zhao Qiang lazily swept across the city. After seeing a black figure slowly approaching, his eyes lit up and he stood up straight, secretly saying that this time he had to blackmail a bit more.
"Hey! Who are you? Stop!"
When Yan Feng was thinking about which company in the camp to sell these items to the owner of the materials, Mu Ran couldn't help but raised his head when he heard a question from the front. The black and white pupils fell directly into one of the two guards. On one person.
"I'm from the camp, please let me go back."
Yan Feng, who had not spoken once in two days, had a hoarse voice and doubts in his heart. It was not this person who was guarding here two days ago, and this kind of nonsense questioning seemed a bit wrong.
Zhao Qiang smiled coldly and shouted: "You said that you are from the camp, are you the people from the camp? Any proof?"
Yan Feng frowned. Hearing the meaning of these words, it was obvious that he was deliberately looking for faults. The Sauron camp was tens of miles away, and there was no other camp at all. If he was not from the camp, where else could he be
"No proof." Yan Feng shook his head, suddenly wondering what this person meant.
"Hey! You can't enter without proof, but..." Zhao Qiang's eyes swept across a large package on Yan Feng's back, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he licked his lips.
"But what?" Yan Feng understood, the topic was up, and after all that was said, the next point was the point. In fact, he already had some guesses in his mind, but he felt it was absurd and was rejected.
"You are carrying a prey, so, hand over the crystal core and most of the materials, and you can go in!" Zhao Qiang made no secret of it, and directly asked for it.
"Impossible!" Yan Feng refused directly, this scarlet beetle was hard-won, and besides, this red crystal core is still in urgent need, it is impossible to give it away for nothing.
"Impossible?! In that case, don't go in the camp and see how long you can live without being in the camp!" Zhao Qiang sneered.
The guards around him dodged his eyes and didn't look at Yan Feng at all, as if he hadn't seen what happened here. He didn't want to offend Zhao Qiang, so he could only turn a blind eye to the blackmail here.
There is no law in the last days, and everything is respected by the strong. Zhao Qiang alone may not be too strong. However, his brother is a strong enough to easily kill their strong, so he is quite powerful here. This caused Zhao Qiang to be unscrupulous at the moment.
Yan Feng looked cold, and gradually walked to Zhao Qiang. From Zhao Qiang, he could feel that this guy was also very strong. He might have reached the peak of the initial stage of electronics, and he was just in the early stage of electronics.
Zhao Qiang looked at the young man in front of him contemptuously. At the age of nineteen, he was wearing a black attire. He looked ordinary. He carried a long bow on his back. The long bow was also black. He took a closer look and couldn't help but see. Bright.
This is a good bow!
At least it is a human-level intermediate weapon!
Greed flashed in Zhao Qiang’s eyes. Although the human-level intermediate weapons are not very rare, they are also very rare. Ordinary people generally only use the lower-level weapons. The materials of this intermediate-level weapon are rare. power.
He rolled his eyes, he smiled, looked at Yan Feng who was indifferent, and said, "Well, I'm not unkind. You leave the bow on your back. As for your prey, I don't want it!"
Yan Feng didn't hesitate to shook his head and refused. Until he got here, he didn't know who the blackmailer was, Zhao Qiang, the younger brother of the guard team leader Zhao Bing, and Zhao Bing Power Electronics Mid-term.
The electronic level is divided into three levels, namely the initial stage, the middle stage, and the later stage. There is a big gap between each level.
"Huh! Shame on your face!"
When Zhao Qiang saw Yan Feng shook his head, his face sank, and he was already a little angry. He thought that he had already made concessions. He didn't deduct all of Yan Feng's materials and weapons, which also gave Yan Feng face.
He snorted coldly, squeezed his right hand violently, and blasted out a punch without warning. His strength was the peak of the initial stage of electronics, with a punch strength of up to 50 kilograms. Even a concrete wall would be pierced by a punch.
Yan Feng looked cold, and stepped back again and again. He took the longbow from behind with his backhand, grabbed one end of the longbow, and slammed Zhao Qiang's arm down.
Having lived in these last days for a full nineteen years, he has long since cultivated a danger warning. As soon as Zhao Qiang attacked, he reflexively counterattacked, relentlessly and decisively.
boom!
"Ah!"
Zhao Qiang wailed miserably, clutching his right arm, his forehead was sweating from the pain, and his face was distorted. At this moment, a dagger was placed across his neck, and a cold word came into his ears: "Now I can go in. Bar!"
"Yes, you can!"
Yan Feng ignored Zhao Qiang, took down the dagger, and turned around to leave. Being able to defeat Zhao Qiang was in fact not entirely a fluke. If someone were to be replaced, he would definitely be hit by a punch like a sneak attack, but Yan Feng relied on his crisis habits to make a fierce counterattack. Fortunately, the longbow was hard.
However, just as Yan Feng was about to walk into the city gate, a slightly angry voice came into the ears of several people here, and Yan Feng's footsteps were stopped.
"How is this going?"