Chapter 404: A surprise attack, turning the situation around

At this time, the vigilance in Mali, the city of mercenaries, was not very strict. No one knew that Zhao Feng would bring five hundred people to their base camp.

Due to the mercenary guild's control, the taxes in Mali City are also collected by the mercenaries. For example, the old captain Rocky had already managed everything.

When he stuffed a bag of one hundred gold coins into the inspector's pocket, everything became easy to discuss.

"It's indeed an old friend, it's great!"

Compared with other cities, Mali, the city of mercenaries, has relatively loose control. There are many more prohibited items in it than in other places.

For example, stolen goods and other things that were shameful in other countries came to Mali City and became legal items that could be bought and sold freely.

Even things like slaves that are not recognized by the mainland are legal in the city of Mali.

Here, as long as you have money, everything is easy to say. Therefore, Mali, the city of mercenaries, is also called the city of sin, and has two extreme lives: prosperity and poverty.

If you have money, you can live like a king here. If you don’t have money, you can also live here worse than beggars.

"Let it go!" After Rocky's handling, the huge Rocky was directly put into the port, arrived at the dock, and started loading and unloading activities.

Since it was night and the lights were very dark, the people guarding the port would not have thought that with the dark moonlight, Zhao Feng and five hundred people entered the city of Mali without knowing it.

"Next, we go directly to the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild." At this time, Zhao Feng flipped through the map and said to the soldiers behind him.

"Yes." Hearing his words, the soldiers behind him nodded, followed Zhao Feng and ran towards the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild.

Since most of the mercenaries have left Mali City, there are no people in the city. The streets are also empty.

The guards at the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild are also very relaxed.

The two guards even hid in the corner, chatting while drinking wine, discussing whether the coalition forces had arrived in the desert territory.

"Oh, it's so unlucky. Why didn't I be chosen?" A mercenary drank and complained: "I'm staying here every day, and there's no such thing as much as possible."

It can be seen that he yearned for participating in this war. He was a little worried about losing the election.

Another mercenary was thinking about it, eating peanuts and exclaiming to him: "That's right, at least you don't have to be arrows or throwing shots here. You don't know, war is very scary. I'm afraid that those people earn gold coins and have nowhere to spend it. The lord of that desert territory is a tough character."

"Twenty-hundred thousand people can't deal with him!" The mercenary was a little disdainful to his companion's timidity.

At this moment, he suddenly found a black shadow behind him. When he was about to look back and see who it was, a man had already covered his mouth and cut his throat with a dagger. Before his companion could scream, his head and neck were also broken by a pair of big hands.

"It's not necessarily safe to stay in Mali City." Zhao Feng let go of his hand gently and said to the soldiers behind him: "Hurry up, hurry up, come in."

Under Zhao Feng's leadership, the soldiers of the Shadow Legion followed him and entered the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild and began a massacre.

At this time, no masters were left in the Mercenary Guild. All the masters were drawn by Des to the mercenary army. Most of the remaining ones were either the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, or the children of the elders in the association. Among these people, Deron, the nephew of Des has the highest status.

All these playboys were left in Mali City.

In Des' words, these people are not successful enough and have enough trouble. Taking war is a burden. It is better to leave them in the city and help keep the house.

When the uncle left, Delong and other playboys revealed their true colors and became indulgent. They held parties every day, either drinking wine or playing with women. They lived a life of heaven and earth, and they didn’t even know whether it was day or night. Anyway, they would drink and play with women when they woke up, and fell to the ground and fell asleep when they were tired.

That night, Delong and dozens of playboys held an unblocked meeting in the meeting hall of the Mercenary Guild. After drinking, they became dependent on the hall.

At this time, the entire hall was filled with naked men and women.

Zhao Feng looked around and found that most of the rooms in the headquarters were empty, and he was a little puzzled. At this time, he saw the scene in the hall and realized that everyone had arrived here.

"kill!"

With Zhao Feng's order, the people who fell to the ground were all knives. Some people who woke up looked panicked.

"Who, who are you?"

However, no one answered their questions. As cold light flashed, many people's heads and heads rolled directly to the ground.

"Don't kill me, I'm President Des' nephew. If you have something to do, just say it!" Deron, who saw this scene, held the blanket and shouted loudly.

After hearing his words, Zhao Feng, who had originally planned to kill him, he hesitated and said, "Leaving this guy may be of use in the future."

"yes!"

Delong was quickly tied up by Wuhua and bet on the side. However, the others were not so lucky. Soon, the rest became dead souls under the knife.

Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, Deron trembled and said, "Who are you?"

Zhao Feng smiled at Delong and said, "Since you are Des' nephew, you naturally know who his biggest enemy is. Do you have to ask this simple question?"

After hearing Zhao Feng's words and seeing his appearance again, Delong finally woke up and said in surprise: "You...you are actually Dark Evans..."

He didn't expect that Zhao Feng, who had great magical powers, could actually come to Mali, the city of mercenaries. This made Delong tremble in his speech.

"Yes, since you have guessed my identity, you should know what I am going to do!" Zhao Feng used the dagger that was still dripping blood to compare Bidron's neck, showing a cruel smile.

"Don't... don't kill me... you can do whatever you want..." If it were someone else, Delong might even take out his uncle's identity and threaten it.

However, when he knew that this person was Zhao Feng, he immediately gave up the idea. The dozens of lime-made heads were still in the hall of the Mercenary Guild.

But he knew that the person in front of him would kill without blinking.

"Okay, tell me all the secrets you know. If I miss one word, I will understand to kill you." At this time, Zhao Feng said fiercely to Delong.

"Okay, I'll say it right away, I'll say it right away." Delong stuttered and told Zhao Feng about Des's situation and told him a lot of inside information.

"So, was my grandfather's death a joint venture between the Mercenary Guild and the Mondra Empire?" At this time, Zhao Feng asked about this fact.

"Yes, this is a push from both sides. Of course, Ans and your Mondra's rebels also offered a big price. So, we took the risk."

Delong said frankly: "The price they offered is enough for our Mercenary Guild's ten years of income. So, we clearly know that there are risks, but we can't refuse. What's more, our uncle wants to do big things. So, we naturally won't miss this opportunity."

"What's going on with that magical medicine?" At this time, Zhao Feng continued to ask the next question he was concerned about and said, "Where did this come from?"

"I don't know very well about this. Uncle has always kept this matter secret. However, every time I see him enter the study, I will take out some magical medicine."

Delon said frankly, saying in great detail.

"Okay, not bad, you're very honest." After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he looked at Delong's happy expression and said, "But I still can't keep you."

As he said that, his dagger cut Deron's throat.

"You guys continue to clean the battlefield and see if there are any missing places. Come and come with me to go to Des' study room." At this time, Zhao Feng ordered his subordinates.

Hearing his words, two capable shadow soldiers followed him to Des' study.

The soldiers of the Shadow Corps had already been trained for the mechanism in this study. After some search, they quickly found the key tricks.

As the button was pressed, Zhao Feng's eyes appeared in front of the entrance to the basement.

Zhao Feng, who entered the basement, suddenly saw the shrine placed here and the statue of the gods in the shrine. At this time, he had already understood the truth of the matter.

"Sure enough, there is a god intervening!"

Although I don’t know who the statue in front of me is, Zhao Feng knew that the magic medicine must have come from this god. Otherwise, Des would not have that great ability.

"Bang!"

Zhao Feng suddenly punched and smashed the statue into pieces. He kicked all the tributes and other things on the table.

"Damn human, dare you offend me!" At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came to the air. The god of chaos Caslia appeared in the air.

Looking at Caslia, who was rolling around with dark clouds, Zhao Feng said: "So what if I offend you! Why did you come up with some magical medicine that caused my grandfather to die!"

Zhao Feng knew that the reason why Jerry Evans died was largely caused by the magic medicine. Without the help of the magic medicine, it would be very difficult for others to kill him.

After all, he is already the power of the God of War, and it is difficult for anyone to kill him.

Caslia said: "His death is already destined. I know that you will be very dissatisfied with killing him. But this is fate and you cannot change it."

"Then, what can I change?" Zhao Feng said coldly when he heard Caslia's words.

Caslia said: "What you can change is your own destiny. Do you want to be the lord of the continent or become a god? You can change all these! If you obey my instructions, I can give you all this. At that time, I can even make you the lord of the gods..."

"Forget it, stop talking about these things. If you have a good fortune, let's fight a war!" At this time, Zhao Feng said coldly to Caslia, who was surrounded by the black clouds: "You may not be able to beat me! You are talking about the Lord of the Gods. Don't you think it's ridiculous to say these?"

While speaking, Zhao Feng had already used up the sacred fighting spirit, the armor of the God of War and the God of War spear, and he was holding it in his hands. At this time, he was extremely mighty and looked like a God of War.

Caslia in the dark clouds showed a look of surprise. He did not expect that a human would dare to challenge him. This was something that had never been done before.

When he saw Zhao Feng's equipment, he sneered: "So, you have the support of the God of War Sousa. No wonder you are so arrogant. But I won't fight you for the time being!"

"Coward, coward!" Zhao Feng cursed when he heard Caslia's words.

Caslia said: "Whatever you say, my mission has not been completed yet, how could it be so easy to choose to fight you!"

Looking at Zhao Feng showing a disdainful expression, he said, "When you deal with these people, then tell me these things!" With his hand waved, Des and his subordinates appeared in the air. At this time, they were escorting a group of prisoners and walking forward.

Among these people, Victor, the old housekeeper of Zhao Feng. The rest of them belong to Jerry Evans' personal guards and others.

"Damn it, how could this happen!" Seeing these prisoners, Zhao Feng clenched his fists. He did not expect that these people would catch Victor.

Since returning to the desert territory, Zhao Feng has been busy every day and has also inquired about Victor's situation. He heard from Aphra and the others that Victor left the territory half a month before he arrived, and he didn't know where he went.

At this time, Zhao Feng realized that Victor was taking his old friends to find Des to take revenge. However, not only did they fail to take revenge, they were also caught.

Caslia sneered: "It's not that easy to fight with me. If you want to kill me, let's talk about it first!"

As he said that, Caslia disappeared.

"Why don't you stay? Damn it, fight to the death with me." Zhao Feng waved the God of War Spear in his hand angrily, smashing the basement into pieces, but he could not vent his anger.

"Next, we will act separately and start setting fires and killing people towards each city. I want to turn this mercenary city into a ruined city." At this time, Zhao Feng ordered to his soldiers with red eyes.
To be continued...