Chapter 470: The Power of the Flying Sword (Part II)
Without asking about the situation, he killed his first right-hand man, and the president's eyelids didn't even jump, obviously he often did this, in his eyes, only his own life was noble, and his subordinates were all untouchables, just tools for him to maintain power.
But in the eyes of others, this scene is a different idea, the reason why the risk is to follow the mix, is nothing more than to eat, you know, in the poor and backward northern Myanmar region, to the powerful as a subordinate, is the fastest way for ordinary people to change their lives.
Seeing his partner being shot and killed by the president, the president's subordinates immediately felt cold, this kind of thing has happened not once or twice, but many times. Every time it happened, the subordinates felt cold, and this time, it was even worse, but out of fear of the president's power, no one dared to say no, so they could only swallow their anger and pray silently in their hearts not to provoke the moody president, thus losing their lives.
Ye Feng laughed and said, "The methods are really vicious, and they are ruthless to their own people. ”
The chairman glanced at Ye Feng coldly, and said in a deep voice: "In my eyes, they are just a group of pariahs, they can kill if I want, and it is their honor to die at my hands." After saying that, a smug sneer appeared on the president's face. As soon as these words came out, the faces of the president's subordinates turned unkind, and their hearts were completely chilled.
"Throw this thing away and give me back my rough jadeite, or I'll shoot you in the head." The guild leader turned the spear head again and aimed at Ye Feng.
"Before you shoot, I'm sure to detonate the bomb, it's a big deal, everyone dies together." Ye Feng said lightly, completely ignoring the president's threat, from Huang Xing, Ye Feng learned that the president was timid and afraid of death, so Ye Feng chose to threaten the president with a bomb.
Sure enough, the cowardly and fearful president hesitated, although he judged that as long as he shot Ye Feng's head, it would be difficult for Ye Feng to have a chance to detonate the bomb, but he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If Ye Feng can really detonate the bomb, then the president will completely say goodbye to this world.
The subtle changes produced by the president's subordinates, who had been under the divine consciousness, all fell into Ye Feng's eyes, Ye Feng judged that these people were already dissatisfied with the president, so he said: "If you don't want to give the president a funeral, get out of here." ”
As soon as these words came out, some people who had been completely chilled by the president were shaken in their hearts, you look at me, I look at you, there is a fierce ideological struggle in their hearts, there is only one life, who is not afraid of death? But if he runs away now, the president will definitely shoot.
Seeing that some people had begun to waver, Ye Feng continued: "Don't worry, as long as the president dares to shoot, I will detonate the bomb, so escape with confidence." After speaking, Ye Feng held the bomb and shook it in front of the president.
A young man threw the dagger in his hand, turned and ran, and with the first, there was the second, and on the spot twelve people laid down their weapons and fled......
The chairman wanted to shoot and kill these defectors, but Ye Feng held a bomb in front of the gun, and the chairman could only watch his subordinates scatter and flee, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than fifty people, and there were only about twenty people left who had already run. The guild leader stomped his foot hard and swept the rest of the people, all of whom had been with him for many years, and some of them were members of the Black Slayer Mercenary Regiment.
Seeing that most of them did not defect, the president was a little relieved, so he said to Ye Feng: "I still have more than twenty people left, you can't run anymore, I advise you not to die and struggle." ”
"Not necessarily." Ye Feng said in a deep voice, pointing his finger at the president and saying, "What I hate the most is that others point a gun at my head. ”
"I just pointed, what can you do? Detonating a bomb? Don't scare me with this, if you detonate the bomb, you'll die too. The chairman said in a deep voice, if he can achieve the position of the president, the chairman is not a fool, he guessed that Ye Feng was just using a bomb to scare people, if he really wanted to detonate it, he would have done it a long time ago.
However, the cowardly and fearful president is really worried that Ye Feng will detonate the bomb!
At this moment, the four subordinates who were sent by the president to get the torture tools came back, Ye Feng showed a sneer on his face, the time to make a move came, the flying sword flashed, a cold light slashed, and the entire right arm of the president holding the pistol fell to the ground without warning. The president witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, and a few seconds later, stimulated by the pain, the president howled violently and shouted, "Kill him for me!" “
Before the president's subordinates could make a move, the flying sword turned into countless sword lights, enveloping all the surrounding enemies in an instant, for a while, the sword light was shining, flesh and blood were flying, and in the blink of an eye, the enemies surrounding Ye Feng all fell in a pool of blood, not even a complete corpse was left, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
A piece of minced meat fell on the president's head, the president subconsciously touched it with his hand, it was hot and wet, the president took it down and took a look, and found that it was a piece of minced meat, the stomach rolled violently, and he almost vomited out of nausea, and fell directly to the ground, covering his chest with his hand and nauseating, his face turned sallow, and obviously the president was not greatly stimulated.
Ye Feng put away his flying sword, coldly swept the subordinates of the four presidents who had just rushed over, and said lightly: "I haven't seen the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, you can demonstrate it to me." ”
The four subordinates who went to get the torture tools came back happily with their things, thinking in their hearts what kind of means they were going to use to torture Ye Feng, but before they got close, they witnessed the scene of Ye Feng's massacre of the president's men, yes, it was a massacre, and it was a one-sided massacre of dozens of people by one person.
They only saw countless cold sword lights appear in the air, and then dozens of people don't kill them, such a terrifying killing method, they are the first time to see it, the frightened soul is scattered, and they can't even walk, standing in place in a daze, trembling all over.
One of the older men said cautiously, "What...... How to demonstrate? ”
Ye Feng stretched out his finger and pointed at the president who fell to the ground and vomited, and said lightly: "Use him to demonstrate." ”
Punish the president? The four of them grew their mouths in surprise, and they couldn't speak, the majesty of the president for many years has penetrated into the bones of these subordinates, and they don't dare to attack the president at all.
The president, who vomited for a while, raised his head suddenly, revealing a hideous face, and roared frantically: "I see which of you dares." ”
Ye Feng snorted coldly in disdain, raised his right hand violently, and the void slashed, and the thug closest to Ye Feng was split in half by the flying sword on the spot, and then Ye Feng said coldly: "I don't want to repeat what I just said." ”