Synthetic Summons

Chapter 65 Slaves
Before the remaining 62 caravan members reacted, two seconds passed, and the bullets in the magazine were filled again.Fang Long in the air fell up and down, the trigger was pulled, and ten shots fired at the same time.

Ten of the 62 people fell down again, leaving only 52 people!

At this time, the remaining 52 people suddenly woke up under the stimulation of the mass death of their companions.

"Ah!" Some of the 52 people screamed and fled into the distance.

However, they had only run five or six steps, and Fang Long's magazine in the sky had recovered again.

He pulled the trigger again!
Bang bang bang, the sound of death urging sounded again.Among the first group of people who escaped the fastest, ten people were instantly locked by Fang Long and fell on the way to escape.This is the shot that hits the head!
The faster you run, the faster you die.

52 people, ten more!
The fleeing step of the fugitive stopped instantly!Those who ran ahead died brutally, terrifying them and preventing those behind from advancing.

If you don't run, you die, but if you run too fast, you die even faster.

After such a pause, the relentless gunfire sounded again.

42 people, ten more fell, and 32 people remained.

The bald man in Erguotou really pissed this time, he leaked all his urine and feces, his legs suddenly became weak, and he knelt on the ground.

"Demon, demon." He murmured.

Although magicians can kill hundreds of people with a large spell, it is not as shocking as the scene in front of them, and it is not as tortured as it is now.The longer a person lives, the more tortured he is.

No one knows whether he will be the next to die, but he knows that he will definitely die... This is the greatest torture.

Some of the 32 people burst into tears, and some of them with willpower almost went crazy.

bang bang bang!Fang Long in the air fell slowly like a feather, and at the same time raised his hand to shoot ten more shots.

His heart was as hard as iron, and ten of the 32 people fell again.From the moment he shot, Fang Long decided not to let any member of the slave caravan go!
Moreover, none of these slave caravans had a few lives in their hands.This kind of guy is not a pity to die!

The remaining 22 people all knelt on the ground, with no hope of even escaping.

22 people, even if you give them enough energy to run wildly, how far can they escape?Even if 22 of them fled in 22 directions, as long as they didn't escape the range of 2000 meters, Fang Long could leisurely kill them one by one.

Fang Long landed, and the gunfire continued.

Two seconds later, the final two shots sounded.

In the end, 72 members of the Thorn Sword caravan, except Erguotou, all died!
Demon, this is a demon. In less than a minute, the members of the caravan were killed one by one.

At this time, Fang Long's figure fell to the ground quietly like falling leaves.

Killed 78 people in one go, this is the first time Fang Long has killed so many people.Looking at the piles of corpses, the smell of blood spread out, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

Fang Long closed his eyes and let out a breath.When he opened it again, his eyes were bright again.

At the same time, with the stimulation of this massacre, the spiritual power that he had just broken through a few days ago broke through again at the center of his eyebrows, and under the effect of the 'meditation ring', the seventh spiritual vortex was formed.At the same time, under the mysterious power of the meditation ring, it grows rapidly.

It is getting closer and closer to breaking through to the second-tier gun warrior.

After a long time, Fang Long put away his soul gun, drew out the precious saber again, and walked towards Erguotou Baldy.

"Master, spare your life, spare your life!" Erguotou bald man knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy loudly.

Fang Long came to him with a knife in hand: "If you have anything valuable on you, hand it over."

Erguotou bald man was overjoyed immediately, the other party didn't cut him off right away, most likely it was useful to keep him.Then he has the hope of surviving.Without hesitation, he took out the gold coins on his body, there were 130 gold coins in total, and handed them all to Fang Long.

"So little?" Fang Long frowned.

"My lord, this is all my belongings. All the money of our thorn sword caravan is in Daguotou, my lord... I know where he hides the money! I will take you to find it!" Erguotou bald man hurriedly said .

"Okay, lead the way." Fang Long picked up the sword, and then looked at the corpses all over the ground.These corpses are placed here first, and the belongings on the corpses will be sent to pick up later. Even if the 72 people only have ten gold coins, they can still have more than 700 gold coins.

Erguotou bald man brought Fang Long to Daguotou's tent, quickly opened Daguotou's bed, stretched out his hand to measure a few inches on the ground, then dug up the ground, and dug out a small box from inside.

This guy is so familiar with the place where the money is hidden in the cauldron, probably because he has always been thinking about this treasure box.

"My lord, this is where the cauldron hides its treasures. It contains the contracts of the slaves of each caravan, and most of the gold coins that the caravan earned."

"Slave contract?" This caravan was indeed a slave caravan. Fang Long took the box and sighed.

According to the empire's regulations, as long as he gets these slave contracts, all the slaves in the caravan's three carts are Fang Long's personal property!
"Where did you get the slaves this time?" Fang Long asked aloud.

"My lord, we bought those seven girls from impoverished places. The source is absolutely clean. The four men are similar, and we trained them to do hard work. The old man was originally a housekeeper for a nobleman. , because his son made a mistake and offended the nobles, and was finally sold to our caravan." When talking about this old man, the bald Erguotou looked depressed.This kind of old man slave is not worth much at all, can't do heavy work, and is old and thin.But the nobleman on the other side is very powerful, and he wanted to sell it, so their caravan had to grit their teeth and buy it, and they paid a lot of money to buy it.

"As for the woman with blonde hair at the end..." Erguotou began to murmur.

"Did you get it by special means?" Fang Long sneered.

"No, it's not. We picked up this woman a few days ago. She suffered a lot of injuries and lost all four legs. Our convoy happened to pass by and saw her, and then... that, Big Pot Head It is said that some nobles have some special hobbies, and this woman happens to have all her limbs abolished, and she can be processed into a 'female chrysalis', which may be sold for a lot of money. So I spent money to set up a slave status for her , I plan to process her when I go back this time." Erguotou said in a low voice.

Fang Long has also heard of the "special hobbies" of certain nobles he mentioned. Some nobles like to cut off all four feet of women and make them into "female chrysalis" with only a body and head. This is a perverted hobby. It's really hard to accept.

I am afraid that the dead cauldron saw that this woman had a good face, and her four legs happened to be crippled, so he wanted to make her into that kind of female chrysalis, so as to make a fortune by the way.

Fang Long took the small box in his hand, and silently used the 'detection technique', which showed that there was nothing wrong with the box.After opening it, there were indeed seven slave contracts for girls, four contracts for hard laborers, one contract for an old housekeeper, and one contract for a newly-applied blonde woman.

In addition, the small box is full of gold coins, about [-] pieces!A box full, no wonder it is so heavy.

"My lord, do you want me to take you to see the slaves?" Erguotou bald man said.

"Take me to take a look." Fang Long narrowed his eyes, after receiving these slaves, the task of Erguotou will be completed, hehe...

(End of this chapter)