Chapter 250

Lu Ping, they are not close to the north exit. At this distance, only Zhong Qian, an archer who intends to cultivate the spirit of overshoot, has a clear eye. Lu Ping they could only see the direction of the north exit, and soon became lively after Zhong Qian sent an arrow to Weikang's head. Looking at Zhong Qian's expression, he was quite satisfied with the result.

But suddenly, Zhong Qian's expression became very terrible. Before everyone asked questions, he had bent his bow and arrow and shot it out.

The arrow was like a meteor, and the sharp sound of breaking the air rushed into the sky. This arrow was very different from the sharp but silent assassination arrow of Zhong Qian, which Lu Ping had seen several times. Because of the sound of the arrow, a large group of birds flew away from their branches and leaves, completely exposing their hiding place.

Zhong Qian doesn't care.

Their nightingale is to bring hope to people, but in front of him is the just boiling hope of the mountain people, which was brutally suppressed by the city Lord's house in an instant. He couldn't help thinking of what Lu Ping said to him not long ago: unrealized hope will only bring deeper despair.

He didn't know how a teenager seemed to have a particularly profound understanding of despair, but just now, on the faces of those sad, angry and depressed mountain people, he seemed to see the deeper despair Lu Ping said.

This is not what the Nightingale expected, nor what Zhong Qian wanted to bring to people.

So he made a move, made no secret of it, and even did not hesitate to expose them.

He wants to let the mountain people know that they don't need to be so desperate, because he and the Nightingale have been fighting very hard for everyone.

This arrow is not an assassination arrow. Zhong Qian wanted to use this momentum to convey hope to people.

The roar of the broken air attracted everyone's ears. Everyone couldn't help looking into the air and was seeing the arrow flying straight. For a moment, everyone's eyes lit up and everyone really rekindled their expectations.

But the distance is really too far. Even if the power is not reduced, Wei Meng has enough time to deal with it. He still stood on the boulder at the north exit. When the arrow came, he dodged and effortlessly let the arrow fall. Followed by a hard spin and swing of the right arm.

Click!

Everyone heard the creepy sound, and then saw blood splashing in the air. The poor mountain man was twisted by Wei Meng with a cloth strip and pulled his head off.

"Drink!" Wei Meng gave a sharp drink and took off the cloth. The head flew out in this way. According to the direction of the arrow, it flew straight to the position where the birds in the mountains started.

All the bright eyes darkened quickly in just a moment, replaced by deeper fear. Everyone hung their heads, did not dare to hold any expectations, just wanted to leave here faster. Wei Meng was still standing on the boulder at the north exit, motionless. He knew that his opponent must be looking at him and he must be able to see him clearly. He just regretted that his eyesight could not see his opponent clearly. He wanted to see his opponent's expression after receiving his return gift.

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The head rolled over and finally happened to roll to Zhong Qian's feet.

Others didn't know exactly what happened, but after seeing the flying head, they guessed a little.

Su Tang had turned his back, and some couldn't bear to see it. Lu Ping and they were all watching Zhong Qian.

Zhong Qian looked a little lonely. He bowed his head and looked at the head at his feet. His eyes were just facing him. There was pain, fear and despair in his eyes, but he couldn't see the so-called "Hope" that Zhong Qian had always hoped to bring to people.

If you don't have the ability to help people realize hope, don't give people hope.

Zhong Qian suddenly remembered what Lu Ping, the kid in his eyes, said. He never thought of this, but today, doing what he has done many times in the past three years, he suddenly had a deep feeling because of such an episode.

Do you really have the ability to bring people the so-called hope?

If so, what happened now? Do you always bring people hope that you can never wait, or deeper despair?

"Shit!" Zhong Qian suddenly yelled, turned and punched the tough trunk. His fist was obviously not as fierce as his arrow. Blood soon penetrated through his fingers and dyed the trunk red.

If you really have the ability, you don't have to hide so far.

If you really have the ability, then that arrow should kill Wei Meng. Those who fall into panic and despair should be the people of the city Lord's house.

If you really have the ability, then you shouldn't have such innocent mountain people died in vain.

"Get stronger." Suddenly someone said in his ear.

Zhong Qian turned around and saw Lu Ping.

That seemingly childish face is always as firm as a rock. It seems that there is nothing that can move him. He always calmly says something that is too dirty to be refuted.

Become stronger.

How can Zhong Qian not understand this truth? How do you need others to remind you? He has never stopped the practice of making himself stronger.

But even with such a nonsense, Lu Ping still had to take it seriously, as if Zhong Qian didn't know.

Zhong Qian's answer, of course, will only be one answer.

"Yes." He nodded. "Get stronger!"

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Xiafeng city hall.

The news of Wei Kang's death finally came back.

No matter how neatly Wei Meng solved the riot at the north exit, Wei Kang's death is still an extremely heavy blow to the city Lord's house and Wei Zhong.

Less than three hours after the comprehensive action against Lu Ping and his party began, Wei Bao was lifted back with his ankles broken, and Wei Kang had only one head left, not to mention the broken home guards and spies. However, the hairy youths of several colleges have brought such a heavy blow to the city Lord's house, which Wei Zhong has never suffered since he took over as the city Lord.

Wei Zhong finally couldn't sit still. He couldn't continue to wait for news from all parties in the conference hall.

The oldest and most experienced Wei is dead again.

The smartest and most scheming Wei Ming is dead.

The most reliable and trustworthy Wei Kang is also dead.

Wei Zhong didn't want to, but he had to admit that he was a little uneasy at the bottom of his heart.

A few hairy kids who haven't been taken seriously can bring so many casualties to them. Are these kids really just as simple as the intelligence data show? Really have no influence background at all? And pick the wind college, so crouching tiger, hidden dragon, what's the secret?

Wei Zhong doesn't want to wait.

He pays attention to efficiency and naturally wants to take an efficient way. He decided to see it with his own eyes.

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Lu Yuan's study is officially over. I'm a little lost