Chapter 14: Kidnappers Kidnapped

Since Su Xing knew the time and place of this Dream World, he had some ideas.

First is the money problem. This is a very realistic problem. Eating, drinking, and pooping all require money. A penny can stump a hero. Secondly, if you want to establish a sanctuary, using money to buy a building is undoubtedly the fastest choice. As for establishing a faction or leaving a name in history, these are not things that can be achieved in a short time.

And Su Xing also had ambitions in his heart!

He wanted to establish a Level 2 sanctuary in this world!

A Level 1 sanctuary cannot bring anything back to the real world. Except for the lucky draw through the Main Brain, even if there are treasures, they cannot be taken away. But a Level 2 sanctuary can interact with the Dream World in terms of matter. The Jiu Jiu on his shoulder is proof.

Leaving aside the rewards of a Level 2 sanctuary, just the interaction of matter is enough for him to take risks. This means he can continuously obtain food from this sanctuary, which is a life-saving thing, so he won't necessarily starve to death if he doesn't enter the Dream World for a few days.

And to establish a Level 2 sanctuary, this requires careful planning.

But fortunately...

Su Xing looked at Yi Ya.

After being looked at for a few seconds, Yi Ya asked strangely: "Is there a problem? Or are we being targeted by monsters or something?"

"No, just think your hair is yellowed quite well," Su Xing said something that Yi Ya found inexplicable.

Yi Ya is of mixed race. Most newborns during the Third War were of mixed race, whereas people during the Fourth War were white, yellow, or black.

The three passed the city gate inspection easily. In fact, when Yi Ya arrived at the city gate, the Qing soldiers inspecting the city gate didn't dare to stop the three, letting them pass through the city gate swaggeringly.

Just like that, the three entered Xuanhua Prefecture City, but there was nothing to see inside. For the three, it was just dirt houses and brick houses. Yi Ya and Xu Shilan both looked at Su Xing, wanting to see how he would conjure money.

Su Xing didn't explain in detail, just stood on the open space of the city gate for about a minute, and then took the two into the small alleys of the buildings in the city. The two didn't doubt anything, just followed his footsteps closely.

Just like that, the three circled back and forth in these intricate alleys for a long time. Yi Ya couldn't help but say: "I say, you wouldn't be lost, would you?"

Xu Shilan also nodded and said: "We have been to this place three times. Either you are lost, or you are waiting for something."

Su Xing just smiled, and before he could speak, more than a dozen people surged out from all parts of the alley.

These dozen people were dressed in all sorts of ways, looking like beggars and refugees. Moreover, most of them were dark and thin. Although each of them held "weapons," such as pitchforks, hoes, kitchen knives, etc., to be honest, they really didn't look threatening at all.

Although a dozen people surrounded them, this didn't arouse the vigilance of Yi Ya and Xu Shilan at all. They were talking to Su Xing, and were about to pass through these dozen people while talking.

The first "refugee" directly raised the bamboo pole in his hand and stabbed at Yi Ya. However, the place he aimed at was not a fatal spot like the chest, head, throat, or stomach, but aimed the bamboo pole at Yi Ya's thigh.

Don't look at Yi Ya's fierce appearance; he is actually not a kind person. Although it was a sudden stab, he still reacted in time. He kicked with one leg, not only breaking the bamboo pole, but also kicking the "refugee" away for at least four or five meters. Before the person stopped rolling, blood began to spray from his five orifices, and it looked like he wouldn't live.

The dozen people around were all shocked, and then cursed and roared, but the trend of surrounding them at the beginning was interrupted, and even a few people began to move backward imperceptibly.

"What a vicious method."

"Foreign devils are insidious and cunning!"

"And those two Han traitors who help the tyrant!"

"Kill them, go on, kill them!"

The dozen people clamored, but no one dared to go first, each waiting for others to go first. Just then, a hand drum sound rang out, accompanied by the hand drum sound were a few women dressed in red clothes and red pants, and then the two martial artists, who were guarding a young master-like person walking at the end.

Yi Ya laughed, but his smile had a bloodthirsty ferocity. He looked at Su Xing and said: "Should I leave a live one?"

Xu Shilan also said at this time: "Are there any suitable clinics or hospitals nearby? Organs are good commodities in any era."

This made Su Xing very speechless.

It seems that there are many talents among the maintenance personnel. But why were the predecessors of the previous rounds so normal?

Just then, those few women in red clothes and red pants had already arrived beside these dozen refugees. And as soon as they saw these women, the refugees were filled with blood, and they moved their steps to guard the sides of the few women.

A woman walked to the front of the refugees, held her wrist with one hand, and raised the other: "Yao ha yao ha, show your wrist, show your move."

This was said to Su Xing. Obviously, the person had already seen that Su Xing was the head of the three. Although they were very surprised that the foreign devil actually listened to the Chinese, since they were facing each other now, and people had died, they had to clean up the scene.

This is naturally underworld slang, or bandit talk, code talk. Su Xing naturally didn't understand, but the Main Brain would convert any language in the world into a language Su Xing understood, and would also convert the language spoken by these maintenance personnel into a language understood by the intelligent life in the world. So this remark sounded to Su Xing like: "Brother, which mountain do you stand on? Tell me your background. Maybe we have some relationship."

Su Xing replied: "No, you stopped us. Why does it seem like we were the ones looking for trouble first?"

This remark stunned the dozen refugees, a few women in red, including the two martial artists and the young master. Then the young master laughed and said: "Misjudged, actually a good family child. Uncle Li, Uncle Yang, go on. Don't kill the foreign devil, uh, don't kill that woman either."

The two martial artists nodded and walked toward Su Xing and the three with big strides.

At the same time, a few women in red actually took out talisman paper on the spot, threw it and it self-ignited, and then jumped and danced there.

The three immediately became vigilant, but this vigilance was aimed at the few women in red.

And as the women in red chanted and burned paper, these refugees all became fanatical, shouting "divine art protects the body, invulnerable to swords and guns" and rushed toward the three.

Yi Ya still kicked. The first person holding a pitchfork was kicked, and he still kicked the pitchfork to pieces. The huge force kicked on his body and sent him flying for four or five meters, falling to the ground and beginning to spray blood.

Understand Rank Two physical body. It's about the kind that can fight like Tyson, run like Bolt, and have endurance like a triathlon athlete. Moreover, Yi Ya is tall and big, and his body strength is at least three or four times that of these refugees. The force of a kick is like a sports car hitting head-on. Unless wearing armor, holding cold weapons is just being slaughtered by him.

"... Nothing special?" Yi Ya looked at Su Xing.

Su Xing looked up at the three or four meters above the heads of the women in red, then shook his head, and also walked toward the front battlefield with big strides.

Unlike what ordinary people see, when these women in red chanted and burned paper, Su Xing saw a vague outline of a human figure appearing above their heads, but it was not clear. It seemed that there was some power, or reality forcibly dispersed this human figure. Seeing this, Su Xing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it is a world of Baseline Reality 0.9. It is basically impossible for a large world deviation to occur. Even if there is really something divine, it won't be to the point where any passerby can use it. That would at least have to be a world below Baseline Reality 0.5.

Since that's the case, Su Xing didn't hesitate, walked toward the two martial artists with big strides, and also said to Yi Ya: "Whoever hits you, you hit them."

Yi Ya was slightly stunned, and understood Su Xing's meaning. It was nothing more than whoever attacks him, he attacks them, whoever deals a heavy hand to him, then he doesn't show mercy.

At this time, the two martial artists had already arrived at a distance of three meters from Su Xing. The two obviously knew a set of combined attack techniques, and both their heights and appearances were somewhat similar. Either they were fellow apprentices, or they were brothers. In National Martial Arts, only people who are very tacit can practice combined attack techniques.

However, Su Xing was not afraid. He took the lead in reaching out, and as he reached out, it slowly turned into a claw shape.

This move immediately made the two martial artists look serious. But at this time, Yi Ya had already entered the crowd like a fierce tiger, beating the dozen villagers and cultists until they cried and fled, and even dragging the women in red to retreat. The two martial artists couldn't care about anything at this time. One used claws like a tiger, and one used pecks like a crane, killing Su Xing from left and right. It was the Tiger-Crane Double Form.

When the two rushed over, Su Xing stared, and he had already entered the Qi and blood circulation of the Tiger Demon Art. With this stare, the two martial artists' hands and feet paused slightly, as if they were not rushing toward a person, but a real hanging-eye white-forehead tiger, and there was a bloody storm rushing toward them.

It was just such a slight pause, ordinary people didn't even notice it, but Su Xing rushed forward in this snap of a finger. One claw against one claw, the two claws actually faced each other with five fingers, but in the next second, the tiger-claw martial artist screamed and retreated. The tips of his five fingers were bleeding, and his fingers were twisted into a ball. Just by touching it, his tiger claw was directly abolished.

"Master! It's a Master!" The tiger-claw martial artist screamed.

At this time, the crane-form martial artist couldn't stop his figure. His peck was about to hit Su Xing's side waist. At the moment of hearing the words, his whole body was shivering, and his figure was about to retreat violently. But how could Su Xing let him retreat? Although it was sideways, it was as if he had eyes behind his head. The other hand stood into a palm, as if a knife slashed down, slashing straight toward the crane-peck forearm of the crane-form martial artist.

With a crisp sound, the crane-form martial artist also screamed and retreated. One of his arms was broken and hung down, obviously completely broken.

This exchange can be described as lightning fast. The winner was decided in less than a second. The palms and arms of the two martial artists were abolished, and they directly lost their combat effectiveness. And the dozen cultists were beaten by Yi Ya until they cried for their parents, and even the few women in red were dumbfounded.

At this time, Su Xing looked directly at the young master, stepped hard, and had already rushed in front of the young master who was still in shock.

The young master was trembling all over. He naturally heard the word "Master" shouted by the martial artist. His father was a National Martial Arts Master, so he naturally knew that such a person could slap you lightly and your internal organs would collapse and die. He immediately screamed: "My father is Xu Zhenshan, the leader of the Yanshan bandits. You cannot kill me!!"

Bandits is also underworld slang, actually it is the so-called horse bandits, or bandits, mountain bandits. In modern terms, it is a kidnapper.

Su Xing didn't kill him, but directly put one hand on his shoulder. The young master's body almost softened to the ground. Su Xing said happily: "Okay, know you are the son of a bandit leader, then now..."

"You have been kidnapped."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 15 =====