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When he returned to the scene, Wang Sancai found that Bai Xiao had recovered a lot from the shock just now, his face became a little rosy, and the wound on his forehead had stopped bleeding, but he still seemed to have not come back to his senses, and his spirit seemed a little dazed.

He also noticed that the dead soldiers in the encirclement had obviously more defense and fear in their eyes when they looked at him. At first, Wang Sancai was a little puzzled, but when he thought that he had just shot the majestic Wei Shengjin, he was relieved.

The practitioners in the central circle couldn't help feeling anxious when they saw these two main characters returning to the field, especially after seeing Wang Sancai kill Wei Shengjin in one shot, they all wanted to leave as soon as possible, and they wanted to avoid him when they saw Wang Sancai in the future.

However, due to the sudden attack of Wei Shengjin, the deceased soldiers learned a lesson. The deceased soldiers in the inner circle still aimed the tip of the gun at the cultivators, and kept circulating their vitality. It was better to consume it than to have a sudden attack and unable to react.

But the cultivators had no intention of resisting. They just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. Seeing Wang Sancai and Mr. Hai back, someone immediately shouted: "When will we let go?"

Wang Sancai had already made a statement to Mr. Hai for handling. At this moment, David Black and others couldn't help but focus on Mr. Hai to see what Mr. Hai should do, and Wang Sancai wondered what the "good show" Mr. Hai was referring to was.

Mr. Hai glanced at the practitioners in the encirclement and his face turned cold: "Tell me, how many people are there now, I need to know the specific numbers!"

The practitioners did not understand why Mr. Hai asked this question, but after a moment of stunned silence, a voice sounded: "Since this adult asked, let's line up and count for ourselves."

All the practitioners wanted to leave quickly, so they naturally wanted to answer Mr. Hai's question quickly. The proposal was quickly passed unanimously. They all stood in a row in the encirclement with their hands raised and tried to stand in several rows. Then, the first person began to report.

"one two three……"

Listening to these practitioners' revenge, Wang Sancai noticed that Mr. Hai's eyes were placed under the feet of those practitioners, and he was a little puzzled about what he was looking at.

However, after thinking about it, Wang San suddenly realized that the practitioners were consciously queuing, but their hands were raised high and did not hold weapons. The weapons had long been thrown under their feet. However, when they walked in line, the various weapons that were thrown under their feet were trampled a lot.

Could it be that Mr. Hai wants to...

"Sir, we have 53 people in total." Just as Wang Sancai's heart moved, the voice came from the crowd of practitioners.

Mr. Hai immediately took a deep breath: "Very good..."

When the practitioners heard this, they couldn't help but focus their attention on him, looking forward to Mr. Hai making the decision they wanted to see.

"You may not know who I am or what I am, but you can also see that we belong to the family power." Mr. Hai's eyes suddenly began to look at the dead soldiers he brought: "I can tell you now..."

At this point, the practitioners couldn't help but whispering one by one. They didn't know what Mr. Hai suddenly said about it.

But Wang Sancai suddenly seemed to understand a little!

"We don't want to know who you are and which family you belong to. We just want to leave here now!" A sentence suddenly rang out of the crowd of practitioners.

And this sentence also reminded many people instantly!

However, before most practitioners could react, Mr. Hai's voice sounded again, but this time, his voice was calm and low: "The Zhuang family extended a cordial greeting to you."

This sentence is not heard on the surface, but in fact, it is an order!

Because, just as the words were finished, the dead soldiers in the inner circle had already stabbed their spears!!

"Ah...uh..."

The cultivators who were not at a loss were suddenly stabbed into the stomach by spears, and some were directly stabbed into the heart!

The key is that they have become a living target when they become a team. Some people want to bend down to pick up their weapons, but find that they are too late.

For a moment, with the death of cultivators, screams came one after another. The cultivators finally realized their situation. Some quickly used their vitality to resist, while others took advantage of the chaos and quickly picked up the weapons at their feet to resist.

However, they were suddenly in abrupt manner. Many people only had the strength of the Qi Refining Stage. Even if they used their energy to protect themselves, they could not resist the spear of the Dead Soldier in the Concentration Stage!

Those cultivators who picked up weapons and wanted to resist found that the weapons in their hands were either not able to use them or were not used to them. When cultivators who originally used swords wanted to raise their weapons to resist, they found that the short dagger in their hands was too short. They subconsciously raised to the height they had originally used swords to block, but did not resist the tip of the spear stabbed by the other party at all.

Some also fought hard, but because the weapons were not handy, they indirectly gave their strength a lot of discounts.

In just a dozen seconds, nearly half of the cultivators in the inner circle were slaughtered by the dead soldiers!!

Listening to the desperate screams and angry killing sounds, Wang Sancai saw Mr. Hai's calm expression, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Is Mr. Hai asking me to see the good show of this killing feast?"

Mr. Hai turned his head and looked at Wang Sancai, and smiled and said, "Are Mr. Wang satisfied?"

Wang Sancai did not answer his question positively, but asked back: "Do you need my help?"

"Mr. Wang thinks there are any guests who are invited to the show to help?" Mr. Hai smiled even harder.

But Wang Sancai curled his smile and said seriously: "Mr. Hai, they can't threaten me at all. If they let them go, the dead soldiers you brought will not suffer any casualties. Now they are at their wits' end, and your dead soldiers may have many casualties..."

Perhaps just in response to Wang Sancai's words, he had just finished speaking and saw two death warriors cut off their necks by three angry cultivators. These three practitioners were not at all prepared and all their energy was spent on attacks. As soon as they cut off the neck of the death warrior, they were stabbed into a hornet's nest.

The screams and angry roars became even more intense. The practitioners knew that they could not break through the encirclement and could only die. They no longer thought about escaping. They fought desperately to launch a fatal attack on the deadly soldiers in front of them with the mentality of killing one but not losing one.

The move is vicious, but the move does not leave you with a way out!

Their death rate is increasing, and the number of deaths among the dead is increasing!

Wang Sancai looked at the cultivators who were powerless to resist and continued, "Thank you, I have already recorded this thing Mr. Hai did for me."

When Mr. Hai heard this, he suddenly laughed: "Haha, you don't have to thank me. You must be thinking that I was afraid that they would leak your news and decided to kill them all?"

"Isn't it?" Wang Sancai frowned slightly.

Mr. Hai shook his head and smiled, "Not exactly, the most fundamental reason is very simple. I am also considering it for our Zhuang family."

"Oh?" Wang Sancai signaled him to continue.

Mr. Hai looked at the practitioners who were still struggling to resist and said calmly: "They dressed differently and had no tacit understanding in cooperation. It can be seen that many of them do not belong to the Liang family, but they are also members of the Liang family after all. As long as the price offered by the Liang family is sufficient, they may choose to join the Liang family. Moreover, they are all from the Liang family territory. Even if they don't join the Liang family, they will basically not choose to join other families. They are now here to this place where they don't care. I have the opportunity to kill them now, which is to eliminate some potential threats for our Zhuang family. Why don't I do it?"

Mr. Hai turned his head and looked at Wang Sancai and smiled again: "I don't want Mr. Wang to misunderstand my original intention. Our Zhuang family has never despised others to take our own ideas as kindness, so Mr. Wang doesn't have to thank me."

He said it was righteous and a sense of arrogance in his bones.

Wang Sancai couldn't help but feel a lot of affection for Mr. Hai in an instant.

Some people always like to treat their selfishness as good to others. When they find that others don’t appreciate it, they are either angry or sad. The former can be said to be deliberate, while the latter has no idea of ​​thinking from the perspective of others. Wang Sancai has met many such people, and he can’t help but feel a little amused.

Mr. Hai is obviously contrary to these two types of people. Perhaps because of his own arrogance, he disdains to use this "despicable" method.

Such people usually do things openly and have a more upright temperament. Wang Sancai likes to date such people and immediately gave Mr. Hai a smile.

However, before he could say anything, a miserable voice suddenly rang through the group of dead soldiers: "Since ancient times, two soldiers will not kill surrendered soldiers when fighting. If you kill us, we will be retribution sooner or later!!!"

When Mr. Hai heard the sound, he saw a bloody cultivator's face was already ferocious, but he stared at him tightly, and his mouth twitched, and he ignored him at all. Then he was pierced through his head by a spear.

Others may not care about the words of this cultivator before his death, but Wang Sancai's heart was moved: people rarely lie before they die, unless they have other intentions, and this cultivator obviously has no deep meaning. He just cursed Mr. Hai here and only wanted to curse him. But if it was just a simple curse, it would be enough to just say the second half.

But if he said the first half more, it would be very likely to prove that since ancient times there has been a rule that does not kill surrendered soldiers. Although Wang Sancai did not understand the history of this world, at this moment, he inevitably had another impression of Mr. Hai - not playing according to common sense.

If an arrogant person does not follow traditions and does not play according to common sense, then who will he really be?

Wang Sancai couldn't think of the answer to this question for a while.

Soon, all the cultivators were slaughtered by the elite dead soldiers of the dealer. No cultivator was let go and they all died here!

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Mr. Hai asked someone to count his losses, and he himself invited Wang Sancai: "Let Mr. Wang wait for a long time. This time the patriarch sent me to pick up Mr. Wang. Since the mission has been completed, let's turn back now. What does Mr. Wang think?"

Now all major families are wanting Bai Xiao, and the Huang family is also chasing Wang Sancai. Although they can only move in their own territory for the time being, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will disguise themselves in the territory of other families. Wang Sancai does not want to live the day when he is worried about being killed all day.

At present, everyone who could release the news of where Wang Sancai was has died under the spear of the dead soldier of the Zhuang family. No one knew Wang Sancai's whereabouts. Wang Sancai went to the Zhuang family to avoid it.

Immediately, Wang Sancai wanted to agree, but before he could speak, he suddenly felt aroused in his heart: "Please wait for me, Mr. Hai, I still have one thing I haven't finished." (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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