Little Overlord's Initial Entry into the World No. 125 Great Reversal

  "One, two, three." Zhan Yun nodded slightly with a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth: "Very good."

  He was still smiling in such a situation, and the scars on his face didn't know whether they were caused by Wang Jian's slap or something else, red and swollen like a big centipede, exceptionally ferocious.

  "Handcuffs are of no use to you." The Great Sage pressed the Uzi against Zhan Yun's waist and said with a hint of teasing, "After all, we're master and apprentice, so I won't cuff you. Strange, come with me."

  Xuan Yun looked down at the ground with his eyes cast downward and stretched out his hand to Da Sheng: "Give me a cigarette."

  The Great Sage would not refuse such a request, after all, even if the two were separated by soldiers and bandits, this Zhan Yun was still a respectable opponent. From the fact that he never indiscriminately killed innocent people, the Great Sage actually quite admired him, unlike Zhan Fei, who was bloodthirsty and showed no distinction between men, women, or children.

  "Why are you running away with your brother?" The Great Sage pushed him forward, letting him walk ahead while chatting with him like a friend: "It's his fault, you won't be implicated."

  "He is my brother." Zhan Yun's answer was simple.

  Liang Huanhuan trailed behind, carrying a sniper rifle and sneering: "Your brother who killed the young girl is really a good role model."

  "Heh heh." Zhan Yun didn't even plan on paying attention to Liang Huanhuan, but instead turned his head and looked at Wang Jian: "You're pretty good, you can be my opponent."

  As soon as Wang Jian heard this, a ominous premonition suddenly flashed through his mind. He abruptly lifted his head and found that the road down the mountain was no longer surrounded by lush forests, but only a pile of waist-high weeds. The few people in the weed pile looked exceptionally conspicuous.

  The Great Sage also seemed to have discovered something was off, and he raised his hand... but he was still one step too slow. His hand had just lifted when a bullet whizzed through his left chest, and immediately the second bullet came rushing over.

  Wang Jian reacted quickly and kicked open the heavily injured Dasheng at the first time, then stretched out his hand to scoop up Zhang Yun who was not far from him.

  Ke Yun suddenly became like a nimble and cunning rabbit, shrinking down on the spot, rolling out several meters in an instant. Then, he actually pulled out a longbow from the grass thicket and strung it with a speed that was too fast to imagine, pointing directly at Wang Jian.

  Wang Jian could have approached his body before he got on the bow, but because Dasheng was hit and distracted him, for a while he didn't make the move he should have made.

  Liang Huanhuan first tried to ambush, but in an instant she raised her hands. Relying on the sixth sense she had accumulated over the years, she clearly felt that someone was aiming at her head.

  "Do you know?" Zhan Yun smiled: "I've never been afraid of death, you'll use bait, and so will I."

  Wang Jian's muscles slowly bulged, a clear sign that he was gathering strength. However, Xuan Yun smiled at him and slowly retreated several steps back, pointing his bow at the already unconscious Dasheng.

  "I know I'm not on the same level as you, but you can bet your life as a Great Sage."

  Wang Jian turned his head and took a look at Dasheng, who was lying on the grass, panting heavily. From the sound and frequency of his breathing, it could be seen that the bullet had not hit any major internal organs, but the intense impact of the bullet had caused Dasheng to faint instantly, and a blood hole appeared on his back.

  "Oh, I can tell you." Zhang Yun's voice sounded very sunny: "The person who paid to have me kidnap your friend, I don't know who it is either. They and we are in single-line contact. After all, having taken someone's money, the things that need to be done still need to be done."

  "Not bad." Wang Jian lightly slung his crossbow behind him and pointed at Zhan Yun: "You can be my opponent."

  Wang Jian returned the sentence to Zhan Yun, then slowly raised his hands, relaxed his muscles, and took a few steps back: "Let Liang Huanhuan take Dasheng away!"

  "What a great saint?" Zhan Yun's left cheek twitched several times: "He gave me this scar, how can I let him go."

  Wang Jian coldly laughed and put his hands in his pockets: "Be a man, he has no grudge against you, you are the thief and he is the soldier, that's his duty."

  "He should have had this realization when he spared my life last time." Zhan Yun suddenly turned around and became calm: "Dasheng can leave, but you must stay."

  "Good."

  Wang Jian said, then turned to Liang Huanhuan and waved his hand: "Take Dasheng away!"

  It's absolutely impossible for Wang Jian to not be nervous, although he appears calm on the surface, his heart is already turbulent. From being passive to taking initiative and now back to being passive again. He realized that despite having abilities, he still can't compare to those experienced guys who have been through blood and fire. The injury of Dasheng actually has something to do with his own responsibility.

  If the Great Sage is fine, then it's all good. But if he really sacrificed himself here, Wang Jian will definitely regret his arrogance for the rest of his life. So the only thing he can and must do is to exchange himself for the Great Sage's safety.

  This point is also clear to Zhan Yun, after all, even if he kills the Great Sage, he doesn't have time to trigger a second arrow. He has already witnessed Wang Jian's speed, and his own sniper teammate is currently holding off Liang Huanhuan. If the east wall were to collapse and release Liang Huanhuan, the final result would likely be annihilation. After all, Zhan Yun clearly understands that his helper is not as good as Liang Huanhuan.

  Once Liang Huanhuan took away the Great Sage, in a two-on-one situation, unless Wang Jian's knife and gun were ineffective, he could only surrender.

  As an assassin, Xing Yun's goal is to complete the task and get paid, not those so-called disputes over face or reputation. Maximizing profits is what he pursues. This time, his target was Dawei, but due to Wang Jian's interference, the target escaped. If he could control Wang Jian, Xiao Yawei would surely deliver himself to his doorstep.

  "Quick!" Wang Jian frowned and shouted at Liang Huanhuan in a loud voice for the first time: "What are you doing?"

  Liang Huanhuan was taken aback, then walked over with her head down and helped Da Sheng up... "I'll give you three minutes." Zhan Yun narrowed his eyes: "If you don't leave my line of sight within three minutes, I'll spank your butt."

  Without time to think much, Liang Huanhuan was a person from the battlefield, she understood that the current situation couldn't be helped and her proud spirit was suppressed. She gave Zhan Yun an unwilling glance, supported Da Sheng's arm and started running quickly, soon disappearing on the other side of the mountain ridge.

  "It's all right now." Wang Jian sat down on a withered log very casually and easily: "Two against one for you two."

  "Yes." Zhan Yun threw the unlit cigarette to Wang Jian: "I don't smoke."

  Wang Jian didn't mind, picked up the cigarette, lit it and took a deep drag: "What do you want to do now?"

  "Don't worry, you're not my target. Once I've achieved my goal, you'll definitely be safe." Zhan Yun pointed his bow at Wang Jian and raised his chin: "Get down on the ground."

  Apart from Xianyun, Wang Jian's eyes also caught a glimpse of something flashing with an unusual light on the mountain head not far away. This was probably the reflection of the sniper rifle's telescopic sight reflecting sunlight, so in this situation where he was being attacked from two sides, Wang Jian had no choice but to crouch down and slowly lie down on the ground with his back to Xianyun.

  "If it were in peacetime, we might have become friends." Zhan Yun used a specially made thumb lock to lock up Wang Jian's two thumbs: "But now, I can only trouble you for a little while."

  Then, Wang Jian's head was covered with a black cloth bag, and then Xianyun put a nylon rope around his neck. Finally, he was led down the mountain like this, to a place that smelled of gasoline.

  "Take him there." Zhan Yun seemed to be giving orders to someone: "Don't unlock his handcuffs!"

  Wang Jian didn't hear another person's response, but he could feel himself being stuffed into a car, and then the engine roared to life, clearly moving.

  Although his vision was limited, Wang Jian's hearing and sense of smell were not affected. He could accurately feel that there was only one person in the car besides himself, and from the scent, this person was clearly not Xian Yun.

  "Are you nervous?" Wang Jian suddenly laughed: "Your breathing rhythm is very abnormal."

  However, Wang Jian's attempt at conversation did not receive a response. The man continued to drive silently. But judging from his breathing rhythm, he was really nervous now.

  He ignored him, and Wang Jian didn't have the heart to say more, so he closed his eyes and started learning Tianran's slow calculation method. Although his calculation ability was far inferior to Tianran's, after being together for so long, he could learn a little bit of her thinking way.

  So in the end he came to the conclusion that this exhibition was going to give Da Wei a transfer ticket, and let Da Wei exchange people for people!

  Dahseng should be out of danger now, and it's up to Tianran Er and Jinhui Ming.

  Having thought through this juncture, Wang Jian became less tense. In fact, he could have resisted earlier when Xing Yun and the driver were present. Blindly hitting back was not a problem for someone like him who could dodge balls with his eyes closed, let alone that Wang Jian's lower limb skills were inherently more offensive. He was worried that there might be remnants or fugitives among these people, after all, due to underestimating the enemy, Da Sheng had already been seriously injured. He didn't want to take this risk again, if next time it was Xiao Jin or Ruo Lin's turn, with their physical condition, it would likely cause Wang Jian permanent psychological trauma.

  "I'm asking you a question, if you don't answer, I'll open the door and jump out." Wang Jian suddenly asked: "What time is it now?"

  The driver was silent for a moment, then replied in somewhat non-standard Mandarin: "Twelve fourteen."

  Wang Jian was stunned, he found that this voice was extremely young, so young that it was still in the midst of puberty, at most only fifteen or sixteen years old!

  "Are you the sniper from just now?"

  "Yes."

  "That's impressive." Wang Jian was idle anyway, so he simply started chatting with the guy: "When I was your age, all I could do was move sandbags every day."

  But Wang Jian turned around and said: "You're so young, are you prepared to die?"