Cuiwei Mountain is surrounded by the old city, and there are very few high-rise buildings.

However, in the environment where these special affairs offices are located, you can see the dark and tall office buildings and wide streets in the distance.

The two groups of night watchmen from the Special Affairs Bureau were lying ambushed on both sides of the street, as if waiting for the enemy to arrive.

Before I could wait, I heard the sound of horse hooves echoing in the empty streets.

In surprise, an ancient cavalry slowly walked out of the darkness.

These ancient cavalry all rode tall horses, and had countless sharp arrows inserted on their bodies, as if they were fighting spirits who died in the ancient battlefield and are now resurrected.

But it doesn't seem to be too many people, just about ten people.

They rode war horses and appeared in this modern city, under high-rise buildings, and the crisp sound of horse hooves hit the concrete road, making it particularly strange!

At this moment, the night watchmen of the Special Affairs Bureau began to attack, and grenades were thrown over and exploded, causing the cavalry to fall over.

However, the leader of the cavalry, with blood-red eyes, looked around. When he saw the enemy launching the attack, he immediately let out a roar, and was not affected by the explosion at all, and then rushed towards him.

The soldiers of the Special Affairs Bureau had a small commotion. It seemed that most of them were rookies like Zhou Xiaolong, and they were facing such a scene for the first time.

Fortunately, the two cross-fires and the machine guns that kept spitting out flames allowed them to feel at ease quickly.

The firepower of the heavy machine gun also ran thousands of shots per minute, waving towards the cavalry leader like two long whips.

In just a short moment, the powerful cavalry leader whose defense could reach more than one hundred was torn to pieces by rapid fire.

With the order to fire, Zhou Xiaolong and others also picked up their assault rifles and fired at the remaining cavalry. In just a short time, they all solved the ten cavalry that appeared on the ancient battlefield.

The battle is over!

Zheng Xiaoming was amazed at the sight: "This special affairs bureau is so rich! I'm afraid that it consumed tens of millions of dollars in just one battle?"

You should know that although the battle just now was short and ended very quickly, there were probably thousands of bullets alone, let alone grenades and other things.

And you should know that they fired virtual bullets, not mental attacks.

So, whether it is the Special Affairs Bureau, the Tianwei Army, or the ordinary demon hunters, their battles are simply money-making!

And this is just a small-scale battle, and there are only ten enemies that will be eliminated!

"I said you give me half of the money, and I can help you kill these enemies!" Zheng Xiaoming said sourly.

Of course, at the same time, Zheng Xiaoming also felt great vigilance and uneasiness in his heart.

Even if he, Zheng Xiaoming, encounters such an ambush, and faces the bullets shot like storms, he will probably be blown up in an instant, right?

It makes him feel uncomfortable even if he thinks about it.

Forget it, I won’t watch it anymore. The battle of the Special Affairs Bureau has no reference meaning to him. It is completely different styles!

Zheng Xiaoming felt upset, so he stopped watching more.

But you still need to make some arrangements, such as improving your defense!

He has the Ruyi Merit Sword, and his maximum attack power can reach thirty, which can be said to be a magic weapon against the sky.

But without armor, this defense is a little weaker.

At this moment, my heart moved. In the field of blessing, the rice of Rende and jade rose one by one, and dozens of rice poles turned into golden light. They immediately woven into a vest and put it on Zheng Xiaoming.

"After using sixty liberated jade rice, the defense of this vest reached sixty points. With my own mental strength of more than forty points, my defense has exceeded one hundred!"

When Zheng Xiaoming wore such a vest woven by Rendeyu rice, he felt a sense of security suddenly increased.

I even thought: "Can I buy one of the 18 billion yuan if I take out my rice-rod vest?"

Zheng Xiaoming remembers that in Tianwei Castle, he had seen the most defensive armor, and his defense was only thirteen. And his rice-rod vest had three or four times that of that armor!

So this rice-rod vest is sold for 18 billion yuan, so should it be fine?

Of course, although this rice-rod vest is strong in defense, it is not without weaknesses. Its weakness is that it is woven in rice-rods, so the durability is too low. It can almost be said to be a one-time job. So if you really sell it, it can't be sold much.

Zheng Xiaoming has no big problem with using it himself, so he can use other rice stalks to repair it at any time. But it may not work if sold!

But no matter what, at least with this rice-rod vest, Zheng Xiaoming encountered an ambush. As long as he was not beaten up at the first time, he would be able to take the opportunity to escape.

Early the next morning, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly received a call from Yang Dahe: "Xiao Ming, come to our Yangjia Village today to have fun? I haven't had a long time to fight with you, my hands are a little itchy!"

Zheng Xiaoming laughed silently, "You are not itchy in your hands, but your skin is itchy, right?"

Last time, Zheng Xiaoming was able to defeat Yang Dahe before he had practiced his stubborn feet, or to put down Yang Dahe.

At that time, Zheng Xiaoming was a little afraid of the Yang family's boxing technique, which was like a gun. Now that Zheng Xiaoming has become a Tiancanjiao, he can completely fight against the Yang family's boxing!

This old man is actually fighting with him one-on-one now? Isn’t he trying to find abuse, or what do he want to do?

Zheng Xiaoming laughed three times: "No problem! I'll come right away!"

I can just take the opportunity to be lazy and throw the work I should do to Zheng Yingying or Dragon Soul...

So after answering the phone, Zheng Xiaoming happily went to Yangjia Village to compete with Yang Dahe.

As soon as I arrived at Yangjia Village, Yang Dahe was waiting for his arrival with a smile: "You are here, do you want to rest for a while? Let's fight again!"

Zheng Xiaoming smiled and said, "No, I am a young man. I am strong enough!"

It’s really a pot that doesn’t open! Yang Dahe smiled on his face, and he was in his heart: “I’ll make you look good in a moment!”

Yang Dahe said, "Since you don't have a rest, you will lose after a while, don't say that I am bullying the young with the big one! Come on, let you do it first!"

Zheng Xiaoming shouted, and suddenly felt strange in his heart. This old man Yang Dahe was very bad. He suddenly acted so confident today. Could it be that he had something to rely on?

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming laughed: "Come on!"

As he said that, he stretched out one leg and kicked it into the air, and it made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. It seemed that he was not kicking it, but a knife.
Chapter completed!