The long-faced man glanced at the waist card in Wang Le's hand, then shook his head and replied: "I also heard that a group of trial teams composed of young geniuses of various major Taoist ranks have recently come to the Alliance camp, but this waist card magic weapon that records vampires' military points to obtain points for military merit. Not only you have, but also the Alliance warriors, including me, each of them has their own waist card magic weapon to record the military points obtained by hunting vampires.

Speaking of this, the man with a long face said seriously to Wang Le: "So this waist-brand magic weapon cannot confirm your identity."

"Uh!" Wang Le raised his sword eyebrows, and the smile on his face disappeared. He looked at the long-faced man in a calm manner and said, "Even if this waist-brand magic weapon cannot prove the identity of the younger generation, it doesn't matter. Because no matter what, I am definitely not a vampire."

After pausing for a moment, Wang Le asked back: "Since I am not a vampire, is there any need to prove his identity?"

The long-faced man's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice with some displeasure: "Boy, are you questioning me?"

Wang Le smiled and shook his head and replied, "Senior, I misunderstood. We just met by chance. The so-called road is halfway through the sky, and I'm just passing by. There is no need to be so serious."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long-faced man snorted coldly: "Boy, I'm serious today. Hurry up and take out something to prove my identity!"

Wang Le's face suddenly changed. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the long-faced man, and replied with a smile: "Although this waist-brand magic weapon cannot prove that he is a member of the trial team, he can also prove that he is like his predecessors and is a member of the alliance army. Isn't this fake?"

The long-faced man sneered: "That's not necessarily the case. You may be a spy who is a hidden world that contains evil intentions and is specially sent to the alliance army!"

Speaking of this, the long-faced man showed an impatient look and urged: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take out something to prove his identity!"

Wang Le laughed furiously and said, "Hey, I didn't expect that I was so lucky today that I would meet a rather unreasonable guy!"

Then Wang Le stared at the long-faced man with a look in the forest and asked back: "Apart from the waist-brand magic weapon, there is really nothing that proves that Xiao Ye is a member of the trial team, so what can you do to me?"

It was in this atmosphere that the six late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses at the foot of the mountain finally killed three marquis vampires, and appeared in Wang Le's sight at a very fast speed.

The man with long faces didn't even see the late Xuan-level powerhouses standing behind him. He stared at Wang Le with a sneer on his face and said, "A yellow-mouthed child with no hair, of course I want you to do whatever you want. Could you still resist?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the six late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses standing behind suddenly burst into laughter and looked at Wang Le gloatingly, with sarcastic expressions on their faces, as if they were watching a game of cat playing with mice.

"Hey, this kid is so crazy. Do you think he is awesome? He dares to be so disrespectful to Senior Zhao!"

"Hmph, this guy doesn't know how to consider his strength. He actually dares to call himself a master from Senior Zhao. He really thinks that he has a long life and is just seeking death!"

"Senior Zhao, where is this wild boy who came out? He is so ignorant that he can have a long memory without you taking action!"

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Faced with these ridicule that was not injustice or enemies with him but was extremely ridiculed, Wang Le did not lose his calmness. Instead, he suppressed the anger in his heart at the beginning and became extremely calm.

When these late-stage Xuan-level strong men stopped talking, they saw Wang Le talking to himself expressionlessly: "It seems that no matter where they go, there will always be a few stupid fools who like to judge people by their appearance, and think they are arrogant and can tease and bully anyone who is worse than themselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a late-stage Xuan-level strong man standing behind the man surnamed Zhao, who was at least 30 years old. He immediately angrily scolded: "Rareless! If you want to die, I will fulfill you now!"

At this time, the five Xuan-level powerful men next to him shared the same hatred for the enemy and cursed Wang Le. Just waited for the man with a long-faced face of Zhao to speak, and immediately rushed forward and taught Wang Le a lesson.

Wang Le looked at the six late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses unmovedly and said with a look of contempt, "Just because of you? They are all in their thirties and forties. They have not yet achieved the level of the local level. They can only waste their time in this level of the Xuan-level realm. They are still arrogant and want to teach me a lesson?"

After pausing for a moment, Wang Le pointed to the six Xuan-level powerful men behind the long-faced man surnamed Zhao, and continued to say contemptuously: "It's not that I look down on you a few, even if you all go together, I can make you lose money!"

Speaking of this, murderous intent flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and a cold look on his lips said, "I'm not happy. Today, this beautiful place with a good scenery is your burial place!"

After these words, the six late-stage Xuan-level strong men were furious!

"It's outrageous. Where did the arrogant boy come from? Today it really opened Chen's eyes!"

"You little bastard, are you happy with your mouth? If not, I will say a few more words. After that, I will send you to the underworld immediately!"

"Senior Zhao, today, no matter whether this kid is a member of the league trial team or not, we will bury him in this place and cannot go back. We just think that he was killed by a vampire!"

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At this moment, if the eyes could kill people, Wang Le had been cut into pieces by the eyes of these six late-stage Xuan-level powerful men.

Just when these six late-stage Xuan-level strong men were eager to try, the long-faced man surnamed Zhao finally spoke, "Okay, let me ask him a few words first, it's not too late for you to do it."

Obviously, this man with a long face surnamed Zhao has never taken Wang Le seriously since the beginning.

Wang Le looked at the people in front of him with a lofty look, looking like a disgusting face in control, and still had a expressionless face, but he kept sneering in his heart: "Male Gobi, you can show off. I'll take you to the Hall of Hell later!"

At this moment, it would be strange if Wang Le was not depressed. He just passed by here and had no other thoughts at all. As a result, he encountered such a group of pretending and unreasonable people.

If you are a group of vampires, you can still get points for military merit if you kill them, but if you kill these self-proclaimed pretentious people, you can't get any benefits. It's really a waste of your own efforts.
Chapter completed!