Zhao Yuyang's voice came from the phone: "How many of you are there?" ”

No one knows how many people there are in the underworld, but I'm the boss, so I do know how many there are. If you don't count the people who died in the past few days, there are a total of 27,879 people in the underground world. Last month, it was 35,789, and 7,910 died in just over a month. It's tragic.

If I told them the number "27,879", I would have estimated that Zhao Yuyang would rather commit suicide immediately than let tens of thousands of people out - I know the cruelty of the Holy Land and Sichuan.

The forbidden history says that in the past, a province actually learned to make a steam engine by itself, so the Holy Land and Sichuan jointly bombed that province into a desert.

I don't know why they ordered that no one from the Royal Prison should come out, just as I don't know why they castrated all the Wenju people, why they killed all the peddlers, why they imposed a ban on the sea, why they implemented the armor protection system, why they implemented the household registration system...... Wait a minute. Anyway, they have more rules, and they definitely do what they say.

I said, "Three hundred." ”

These are the three hundred who know the truth, and who are standing beside me. For the remaining 27,579 people, I was completely powerless. For them, they don't even know about it, so there's nothing to be sad about, right? Besides, I was very happy to see them the other day. They are happy when the Ming Dynasty is finished, they are happy when the Han is finished, and they are very happy that they didn't die in the famine, so let them continue to be happy.

Zhao Yuyang shouted: "Three hundred? ! Too much! ”

The Faceling held out two fingers to me and whispered, "Two hundred!" ”

It seems that he has already decided the fate of those on the first floor and the second floor. The people on the third and fifth floors combined are almost two hundred.

I continued: "Two hundred. ”

Zhao Yuyang shouted: "It's too much, no!" There are many people talking, and this matter will reach the ears of outsiders sooner or later. ”

I heard the sound of snapping, and then Zhao Yuyang's voice: "Don't hit people!" What are you slapping my arm for! ”

Dongfang Mingyue: "You just said that you could be accommodating, why did you regret it again?" ”

Zhao Yuyang: "At most two people!" No more! ”

Dongfang Mingyue: "Okay! Two people! You can get your best friend on it! ”

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I looked at the Facelings.

Now it's his problem.

He whispered, "Two hundred, no less." ”

I cried out, "Two hundred, no less." ”

Zhao Yuyang said: "At most two people. ”

This is a negotiation!

So the hard negotiations began on the ground and underground. The negotiators are: me, the Faceling, Zhao Yuyang, Dongfang Mingyue, Park Qinghong, and Li Hongsi.

Slowly, the Facelings dropped from two hundred to more than a hundred, and Zhao Yuyang rose from two to three, which took two hours!

The people in the hall listened quietly, and those people on the first floor slowly understood one thing: no matter how they negotiated, they couldn't get out, because they were excluded in the first place!

They gathered and argued with me and the Facelings. What is there to argue about this? What's the point? The hall was in chaos.

Someone spat at the Faceling, threw stones, threw shackles.

With a wave of his hand, the Facelings flew out, motionless.

People rushed over and hit him. The masters of the fifth floor came to help. The master of the fourth layer goes to the master of the fifth floor. There was chaos in the hall!

I yelled, "Stop! Stop it! ”

Nobody listened to me. I finally understood: the status of the so-called "boss" is the same as the status of the emperor, it is all fart.

The battle stopped, because all those who didn't know martial arts died, and there were more than a hundred people left in the main hall. There are a few people left on the first and second floors, Li Youfu, Zhang Tiegang, the former county magistrate, etc., they know a little martial arts; Half of the third floor died, and twenty or thirty died on the fifth floor.

People are posing, everyone is wary of others.

A corpse on the ground, a layer of corpses in the pool.

The only voice in the hall was the voice on the phone: "What's the situation?" What are you doing? ”

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I said into the phone, "There's infighting." ”

"Are you alright?" This is Dongfang Mingyue's eager tone.

Me: "How can I be okay?" I got down the fastest. ”

"Hey, I know. You're the fastest to get down! This is Zhao Yuyang's voice.

Me: "Each other, each other." ”

Zhao Yuyang continued: "How many of you are left? ”

I looked at it: "More than a hundred." ”

Zhao Yuyang said: "It's still too much. ”

The Facelings suddenly said, "Ten people! I only need 10 people to go up! ”

Everyone looked at him in surprise, then at each other.

It seems that he is going to abandon his men. I'm sure I'll be able to go up, he's going to go up too, and there's only eight spots left. Of course, provided that the above agrees. However, two to ten people is also a very difficult negotiation task.

People spoke violently to the Facelings.

He raised his right hand and everyone shut up.

I said to them, "Ten people, how's that?" ”

"Three." Zhao Yuyang's voice.

I was furious: "Damn, you're not going to negotiate?!" I went from three hundred to ten, and you went from one to three? ”

"Do you have the capital to negotiate?" Zhao Yuyang's voice.

Suddenly, there was a banging sound on the phone.

"Ah, what are you doing, you madman! Almost hit me in the foot! Zhao Yuyang's frightened voice.

"If you don't agree, I'll throw you down!" The voice of the bright moon in the east.

"You dare!" Zhao Yuyang's voice.

"Someone!" The voice of the bright moon in the east.

After a long while, I don't know what is going on up there. Dongfang Mingyue actually doesn't have any soldiers, those are all soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

"Ahh Wait a minute! I agreed! Let me go! Zhao Yuyang's voice.

"Pull them up!" The voice of the bright moon in the east.

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The facelings began to read people: "Zhao Laihe, Qian Tongjin, Sun Hancai, Li Hongguang, Zhang Jigan, Hai Yingyi, He Hongyuan, Poison Siwei, Wan Mingcheng, Kill Sikong." ”

Ten people were occupied, five pale young men, five old men.

I was shocked: "You just sacrifice yourself for others, and you just give up your opportunities to others, why did you give up my position?" What powers do you have? Do you know what it means to be a people? ”

The Faceling flashed up to me, grabbed me by the neck, and made a "boo" motion.

He said to the ten people, "You are the ten most powerful people, each of you can kill a hundred martial arts alliance masters in seconds. Your mission is to go up and kill them all! ”

I opened my mouth to speak, but the Facelings held me down.

Dongfang Mingyue's voice came from the phone: "Have you sat down?" ”

I pointed to the Faceling, meaning I was going to speak.

But the Facelings said, "All right." Pull us up. ”

I was terrified, because he said it in my voice! Not only can he impersonate someone else's appearance, but he can even impersonate someone else's voice! - I can't help but think that maybe he will kill me, skin me, and pretend to be me for the rest of my life! Terror! Terrifying!

Zhao Yuyang's voice came from the phone: "Okay, don't point a pistol at me, don't tie me up." I'm going to press that switch. Don't, I'll press it. Only I can press it. Others will be electrocuted because I designed the mechanism. You see, as soon as I press it, this motor automatically rolls up the elevator cables and pulls them up. ”

Dongfang Mingyue's voice came from the phone: "Have you sat still?" ”

The Facelings shouted in my voice, "Alright. ”

With a whoosh, the cable disappeared into the darkness carrying ten super masters.

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The Facelings looked at me strangely. Even though he doesn't have facial features, I know he's smug and small.

I laughed out loud, too.

Faceling: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Me: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Faceling: "I laugh at how dare they let us go up ten people." ”

I laughed triumphantly, and laughter filled the hall.

Everyone looked at me in embarrassment.

Me: "You never know how powerful the inner court is!" You never know how powerful the Praetorian Army is! You don't want to think about it, we threw you down in the first place, how could you beat us? Think about it with your brain! Brain! ”

Faceling: "I've sent ten super masters, each of whom can kill a martial arts decent." ”

Me: "It's weird, they're dead." ”

Faceling: "We'll see! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, corpses fell from above, and everyone was covered with bullet holes. People whispered left and right in horror. I counted, exactly ten people, five pale young men, five white-bearded old men.

I looked at the Facelings with contempt.

Startled, he grabbed my neck again, but let go again.

Me: "You masters, how many seconds does it take to move 100 meters?" ”

Him: "These guys are super masters, each of them can score two seconds. ”

Me: "That's good! I can only run for 10 seconds. You're going to speed up to 50 meters per second, which is non-human. However, the speed of bullets from the Praetorian submachine gun is 1,000 meters per second. In other words, the Praetorian Army is 20 times faster than you. Go home and practice slowly, when the 100 meters reach 0.1 seconds, when to fight the forbidden army again. I was going to warn you that you didn't let me speak unless you held it down! Now, cool, right? ”

The Faceling clenched his fists, creaking, but didn't strike.