Summon civilian system

Chapter 372

After an unknown period of time, the light rain slowly turned into a downpour, and the sky gradually became dark. Dark clouds covered the entire sky. Li Lin and others remained motionless, like a group of puppets, hidden in the darkness.

Wheelie wheelie.

There was the sound of wheels rolling in the distance, and Li Lin looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a group of people pushing carts in the heavy rain, without even a little light, just walking in the dark like this, maybe it was poor people Can't even afford a lamp.

Gradually, the crowd approached Li Lin, and Li Lin finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

This is a group of hard-working coolies, who wear the worst clothes, work the heaviest goods, and earn the meager wages. They can barely support themselves. Behind the caravan is a carriage. The owner of the caravan He hid in the carriage and didn't come out. The coachman is also a bitter haha ​​person.

After getting close to Li Lin and the others, the group of bitter haha ​​didn't notice Li Lin, but they were tired and didn't think too much. They just took a look at Li Lin and continued to push the cart forward with confidence. Well, rich people like Li Lin would not come to rob, they all thought Li Lin was just waiting for someone.

Li Lin moved his finger, and just let the caravan slowly pass by where Li Lin was. These bitter hahas slowly changed from a little bit of commotion to calmness.

"Boom."

Li Lin raised his arms and threw it at a trolley, which was like a fuse. The soldiers behind Li Lin yelled and rushed towards the people in the caravan, even though the lowest level of people in the caravan They are all level 1, and the number is not much smaller than Li Lin's men, but after all, they are all civilians, without any intention of resisting, they threw down the carts and fled towards the distance.

After an hour, the traces of killing here were washed away by the rain, and the goods sold by those merchants were divided up by Li Lin's men. Everyone was very satisfied.

After another hour, Li Lin noticed that many lights began to appear in front of him, and the only thing that could still shine in this pouring rain was the magic lamp.

With the help of the light, Li Lin could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

This is still a group of caravans. Compared to the previous one, the conditions of this caravan are much better. There are no low-level things like pushcarts. They are all bullock carts pulled by cows. The outermost group is a group of people walking on foot. The mercenaries were wearing raincoats woven from grass, and the remaining personnel were sitting under temporary large umbrellas temporarily erected on bullock carts, barely hiding from the raindrops falling straight down and being blown sideways by the wind. Still dripping on them.

"What a coincidence." Li Lin showed a sneer expression under his mask. Every ox cart in this caravan was printed with the family crest of the Shentu family, which meant that these people were all members of the Shentu family.

Someone came to deliver pillows even when he was sleepy, and Li Lin let out a hey laugh under his mask, which was full of coldness. Shentufeng didn't put forward any suggestions on how to deal with it, but just put all his strength into the comatose Shentufeng on the protection ground.

Li Lin was very irritable and didn't want to think about it, but it was like a summer mosquito, and it came with a buzzing sound if you didn't pay attention. The iron rod made several finger prints.

Li Lin's silver-white armor was betrayed by the light of the torch from a long distance away, standing there like a human-shaped warning sign, which was clearly seen by the mercenaries.

The caravan made a commotion, perhaps because of their confidence in their own caravan badge, but they continued to move forward.

Before Li Lin could look for trouble, the group of mercenaries yelled and surrounded them first. The mercenary leader commanded the convoy to stop and then walked towards Li Lin. As for Li Lin's men, It was selectively ignored by the mercenaries.

The leader of the mercenary, Scarface, habitually touched the scar on his face that extended from the corner of his eyebrows to his chin, and then walked not far from Li Lin, and lifted the mask on his face, revealing his ferocious face Well, the scar on his face was left on purpose by him, and he can often rely on the little deterrence given by the scar to gain a little advantage in negotiations with others, or make those high-ranking people who have no strength be more pleasant.

The scarred face of the leader looked Li Lin up and down, but he didn't find any family badges and other similar signs unique to nobles, and Li Lin didn't have that superior smell unique to nobles, so he stood upright in a casual manner. up
Scarface smiled. With a smile, the scar on his face made him even uglier, and then he asked, "Brother, I don't know what you are doing here. If it's convenient, let your brothers get out of the way." How about a way?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Li Lin's 0-level subordinates with a trace of contempt. Although his tone was polite, the expression on his face had a sense of order.

"Heh." Li Lin smiled softly, the laughter was full of coldness, and this laughter also made the scarred face of the leader frown.

Li Lin tilted his head and asked, "I don't know what your name is?"

"Do you understand the rules? Say your own name first before asking others." The scarred face of the leader reached out to stop the little guy behind him, and the scar on his face that almost killed him always reminded himself not to It was too rude to the unknown person, and then said: "My name is Da Dan, I don't know the name of this brother, let's get to know him."

Li Lin said: "No need, I asked your name because a person I knew before also had a scar on his face, just out of curiosity."

The leader replied politely with a scarred face: "What's that brother's name?"

"Name?" Li Lin shook his head, and then said, "Maybe I forgot."

"Brother is really forgetful." The leader with a scarred face smiled, feeling annoyed with Li Lin in his heart, and then said: "Brother, please step aside."

Li Lin said: "The scarface from before is dead, so I don't remember his name."

"What do you mean?" The leader's scarred face suddenly felt like being teased. At this moment, he ignored the vigilance given by the scar on his face, and decisively drew out his weapon and pointed it at Li Lin.

"What do you mean? Of course I want to clean you up."

In an instant, Li Lin's figure disappeared from the eyes of the mercenaries, his scarred face and eyes darkened, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Half an hour later, Li Lin and the others stood where they were as usual. The ox cart and other things had been hidden in the woods, and Li Lin's subordinates had become weak people of level 1 and level 2.

The heavy rain washed away and helped Li Lin wash away all the traces, allowing all the darkness to flow deep underground with the rain.

(End of this chapter)