Chapter 171: The Fire of Rebellion That Was Quickly Extinguished
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At noon, Le Wuwu received a large number of rice bags from his followers. Of course, these rice bags were carried by his followers, and now, he is a young master with his head held high, and if he is paired with a vassal fan, he will become more and more chic.
Xi Anming's minions watched all the movements of Le Wuwu and reported these things to him.
Xi Anming groaned for a while: "You guys, find a time, go into his house and kill him." Just do it in the afternoon. Remember to be clean. ā
"Why kill him?" A few minions asked puzzledly, "Besides, he has the protection of the immortal master, and we can't kill him." ā
"There is no why. If I tell you to kill, you will have to kill. Xi Anming lowered his head and looked at his hands, "Do you want to die and want someone else to take your place?" ā
"No, no." A few minions quickly ran out. Xi Anming stood in his room, sneering, and looking forward to a bright future.
In the afternoon, Le Wuwu chopped down wood and made several delicate chopsticks, on which he also carved some patterns with a bronze sword. Listening to Zhang Luolin's words, carving can hone his state of mind, he is too impatient now.
He crouched in the hall and built a wooden table. He no longer buys directly through the system, but makes it himself. A rustling sound came to his ears, and as he listened, another creature came to his house next door.
Joy was about to rush upstairs and kill the intruders. He still controlled his mind and made himself peaceful.
He stood at the foot of the stairs and waited for the intruders to arrive.
"What are you doing at my house?" Le Wuwu stood at the bottom of the stairs and asked curiously.
The minions were stunned for a moment, and then said sinisterly: "Of course it's to take your dog's life." They took a piece of wood and rushed down the stairs with a scream.
Le Wuwu leaned sideways, dodged his attack, and struck out with a palm, hitting this minion in the stomach. With all his strength, the minion slammed into the wall, punching a gaping hole in it, and his flying figure vanished into white light.
Le Wuwu looked at the big hole, and through the big hole, he could see everything in his follower's house: "Oh, my strength is too strong. ā
Looking at this scene, those minions suddenly paused their steps, and they cowered upstairs, holding wooden sticks in their hands, looking at Le Wuwu like looking at monsters: "You, you, don't come here." ā
"What's wrong? So you don't think you can beat me? Why not go ahead? Le Wuwu walked up the stairs step by step, and with each step, a batch of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the minions. Gradually, they retreated, huddled at the foot of the wall, trembling, the last shred of instinct to survive kept them from throwing away their weapons.
The last step is taken, and in the eyes of the minions, his image is extraordinarily tall and incomparable. They were so frightened that they threw their weapons on the ground and held their heads.
The light and darkness of light and darkness emerged from Le Wuwu's body, and if you look closely, the breath of darkness is more than that of light.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Le Wuwu stood on the stairs and said to them with a smile, "It's a pity that my strength has been used so much, and that partner of yours died like this." You can go out through the door in the open, and I won't stop you, but you have to remember that you are not allowed to spread the word about today, you know? ā
They kept shrinking their legs and nodding their heads busily.
Le Wuwu slowly walked down the stairs, and when Le Wuwu disappeared under the stairs, they had long lost their previous vigor, and returned from the same way one by one. As for the heart, they have long scolded Xi Anming for a bloody dog, and they have long scolded themselves as fools, why should they listen to the words of Xi Anming, a little white face, obviously they want to join an organization that can save their lives, so that they can live forever, now, why listen to the words of Xi An Ming, a little white face who can be beaten with one hand.
In this game, there is no strength, and power has a fart.
"My lord, my lord, you are here, how is the mission?" The patriarch who took refuge in Xi Anming hunched his waist, laughed with him, and asked about their condition, "Is it that the immortal master has been protecting that little mongrel?" When Lord Xi'an Ming controls the entire legion, he must make that little white face look good. ā
The minions glanced at each other, and they finally realized why their captain made so many rules? It's going to confine them to death. Because their captain also wants to live.
Moreover, it suddenly occurred to them that the people who followed Xi Anming seemed to be all creatures who joined this squad later, and as for the first batch of soldiers, they neither agreed nor refused, and watched their lobbying with interest every time. Because they're strong, because the captain is stronger, because their leader is too weak.
They looked at each other and smiled, and one of them blindfolded the patriarch and blindfolded him, blindfolded him, hung him up, and whipped him vigorously with a stick, allowing the patriarch to make a whining sound, and letting the patriarch kick his little feet, and they fought more and more vigorously until the patriarch turned into a white light and disappeared.
"Cool!" The minion moved his shoulders and his face was full of comfort.
"Cool!" One of the minions suggested, "Let's go back and simply say that we found out that this old immortal attempted to betray you, and we helped you deal with him, but this also made the young man's immortal master rush to protect him, and we had to return in vain." Then, we looked for another opportunity to rejoin the captain's side. What do you think? ā
"Okay, that's it."
They did "truthfully" tell Xi Anming what they had seen and heard, as for why there was one less person, because he was killed by the immortal master. He saved the few remaining people with his life, he was their hero, and they will never forget his selfless dedication. They spoke with emotion and tears.
Xi Anming also believed it, he just thought that Le Wuwu's luck was good enough. As long as he gains the endorsement of most of the villagers on this night, he will be able to become the king of this small village and be able to use it to reach the top.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Le Wuwu exchanged a large amount of grass seeds from the store, which were of course healing herb seeds, and planted them in a small open space at the back of the house. The dirt was still painstakingly brought from the woods.
At this time, a squad of the Brotherhood patrolled the neighborhood. They asked the villagers they met about the power of the place. "Do you have any forces here?"
"Who are you?" The creature who was patted on the shoulder turned his head impatiently, and when he saw that it was a heavily armed squad patting him on the shoulder, he suddenly changed his attitude and became condescending, "Of course there is, Master Jun, can you go to the grass people's house to sit down, and let the grass people pour you a glass of water to quench your thirst." Besides, my daughters are beautiful and fragrant, sinking fish and geese. The most important thing is that she has never touched any man's hand now! For the sake of his position, he decisively sold his daughter.
In the struggle, as long as both parties agree, anything can be done. But one side disagreed, no matter how powerful that creature was, after opening the bloody arena, he would basically die.
The patrolling powerhouse interrupted him in disgust: "Where is the base camp of that force?" ā
"What base camp?" The villager said suspiciously, "Look, this is that force, I heard that they are soldiers of the sixth squad of the seventy-third department of the Eastern Day Sect. Look at how majestic they are, and do everything they can to bully us ordinary people. ā
The soldiers of the sixth squad of this patrol force stood solemnly to the side, bowing their heads and not saying a word.
The leading strong man walked up and asked, "Is what he said true?" Where is your leader? He's a supernumerary member of the Eastern Day Sect? He asked three questions with a look on his face.
"False, we have a lot of constraints in place, and the two sides are exactly an equivalent transaction process. The leader is over there. I don't know about the rest of it. He answered the questions of the strong in detail. On the way to answer the question, he allowed himself to look the strong man in the eye, even though he was also afraid.
"Nice, young man." The strong man patted him on the shoulder, "I believe your words. ā
When the patrol team followed the direction he pointed to find their captain, they all breathed a sigh of relief, took off their clothes, and wrung out a lot of sweat. Especially when the strong are thinking, when their fate is decided, they are nervous and almost kneeling.
The patrol team found the cloaked captain: "Are you really a supernumerary member of the Eastern Day Sect?" ā
The captain shook his head in front of his teammates, and said with a wry smile: "How could the Eastern Day Sect want a creature like me who can't get on the stage? I'm just a weakling person struggling at the bottom. ā
The strong man glanced at him and said, "You can't enter the core of the Eastern Day Sect, they are linked by reality." Now, though, the Eastern Day Church will no longer exist. If, one day, you can keep the peace and kill any calamity, you may become a supernumerary member of the Brotherhood. ā
With that, the patrol team quickly left.
When they were gone for a long time, the captain and the veterans still couldn't stop their excitement. The Brotherhood, the largest organization in charge of the entire City of Hope, as long as the captain becomes a supernumerary, they are also organized people, and they can die without a reason.
"Hahaha!" They stood like madmen in front of their houses and laughed for ten minutes. In these ten minutes, the villagers who passed by agreed to believe Xi Anming's words, and the captain was a fool who could not take on the heavy responsibility of protecting the village.
Xi Anming listened to the minion's report, and he was in the room, laughing alone for a long time.
At night, after planting grass seeds, planting vegetables raised by himself, and burning rice. This time they used a large table, where everyone sat around a round table filled with all sorts of dishes, some bought from the system and some made by themselves.
Everyone has a bottle of wine in front of them. "Let's celebrate our arrival in this city called hope, come, cheers!" Le Wuwu was the first to stand up. He lifted the bottle next to him and reached out to the middle of the table.
"Come, let's have a drink together." Zhang Luolin stood up the second and beckoned them to drink together.
"Come on! Together. Le Wuwu urged his followers to stand up.
Mu Meng picked up the wine bottle with his tail and followed Le Wuwu's arm to the top of the dinner table. Sixteen bottles collided together, and then drank their own wine together.
"Haha!"
"Haha!"
The shabby room was filled with warmth. A group of people talked and laughed, enjoying this sumptuous dinner together.
And on moonlit nights, this dilapidated little village is full of suffocating from the storm.
On this night, the captain took the lead and his soldiers held a bonfire in the square by the well to celebrate their bright future. He is something to be excited about, as long as he becomes a supernumerary member of the Brotherhood, his net worth and life will be protected.
Although the Eastern Day Sect is very pitiful, they never go back on the promises they made to themselves, saying that one is one, and they are strong enough. The same is true of the Brotherhood, he believes that this kind of big organization will not lie to him.
Of course, An Ximing also participated in this bonfire feast, and in the reflection of the firelight, he looked mockingly at the captain dancing an unknown dance in the center, at the soldiers singing an unknown song on the side, and at his teammates who were immersed in wine.
None of them noticed that under the leadership of Xi An Ming, nearly seven-tenths of the villagers had secretly opened their doors, and when Xi An Ming gave an order, they would rush out to help him.
Xi Anming stood up, with a sneer on his face, and walked to the captain's side step by step. He gave the captain a hard push, knocking the captain to the ground.
His indifferent voice resounded throughout the square: "You cowards, a verbal promise from someone else makes you so carried away, what about your dignity? What about the dignity of the 6th squad of the 73rd Department of the Eastern Day Sect? You, the captain, are not qualified to dominate this squad. Everybody give it to me. ā
Listening to Xi Anming's words, a group of veterans who followed the captain first drank wine and looked at Xi Anming who was swollen and flushed in the light of the flames. They still gulp down and don't take it all seriously.
"Little white face, go home and drink milk!" A small one was smashed on the head of Xi An Ming, and when he raised his head, his face was covered with blood.
He looked at the ruffians angrily, and shouted loudly, "Kill me." ā
Then he shuddered, and any soldier of his force had his arms and feet broken in a few blows, and lay aside groaning loudly. Their shouts revealed a deep fear, no matter what, they couldn't imagine how the people around them could be so powerful, so how could the captain who convinced them be so strong?
"What are we going to do with this scourge, they say?"
"Break his limbs, hang him on a post, and let him dry."
"Break all three of his legs for people to see." The soldier was halfway through his sentence when his companion covered his mouth and prevented him from continuing.
"After this, aren't you afraid, if the bloody arena is opened, you will die completely." Although it was only the first day in the City of Hope, the forests outside the city were full of dry bones, and they had seen too much rubbish that they thought they were strong and wanted to insult the weak, and as a result, they were buried forever in the forests outside the city.
"Drink too much, drink too much. We simply broke his limbs and stuffed him into the well. "You can think about how to kill someone, but don't do something insulting, like breaking someone's limbs and not letting them die.
"No, no, stuff it into the well, will you still be in the mood to drink water in the future?" Another drunken soldier said, "Well, a knife is over." ā
Xi Anming came back from his panic and said calmly: "Do you think you will definitely eat me?" Even if you are strong, I have a lot of people. He clapped his hands, and the crisp applause spread throughout the village.
Seven out of ten of the villagers agreed to Xi Anming's request and reward, and rushed out of the house with wooden sticks. "Kill the brutal captain, kill the brutal bandits! Villagers, now is a good time for us to take charge of our own affairs, stand up, take our weapons, and fight for our bright future. ā
"Freedom and my life, for the sake of freedom, to live to death."
Beautiful slogans resounded throughout the village, attracting the attention of the surrounding villages.
However, the villagers there were only silently enthusiastic in their hearts, and the force of the patrol team made them deeply understand the cruelty of this struggle. All the evils of the village were wiped out in an instant, and their weapons stabbed into the bodies of the villagers and the forces that controlled the village before, indifferently repeating their usual movements, swinging their swords and closing their swords.
And some of the villagers were motivated by these slogans, and they took a stick from their houses and ran with the crowd towards the center of the square.
"Brothers, get up and get to work." The captain shouted loudly, "As long as this village can exist in peace, as long as we can eliminate all evils, we will be able to become supernumerary." ā
"Supernumerary."
Xi Anming never understood why they were working hard for a small identity: "Cut, it's not just a small supernumerary person, and only you garbage will think about it day and night." ā
"Just give this little white face and look at the power of our group of garbage in his eyes, today, they all have to die." The captain drew his wolf's tooth dagger and laughed wildly and rushed into the pile to kill.
One by one, the drunken soldiers also rushed into the crowd and began their own killing. Some of the soldiers quickly cut through the crowd and blocked the street behind them, preventing a single person from escaping.
As time passed, Xi Anming's face became more and more gloomy, until it turned into a deep fear, he could never have imagined that they would be so strong, and the number of people was completely useless in front of them.
He was about to slip away, leaving the green mountains behind, not afraid of running out of firewood. A few of his minions, it was the minions he sent to kill Le Wuwu who blocked the way back: "Haha, Xi Anming, you can't run away, we will press you here and wait for the captain's punishment." ā
"Just you? A few minions. "Xi Anming tried to capture them.
They walked over with a smirk, and suddenly threw Xi Anming down and threw himself under him. Then, they found a rope and tied Xi Anming's hands and knees. It was as if they had thought of something funny, a move they had seen in the forest.
They took a piece of wood, aimed it at Xi Anming's buttocks, and thrust it in. The next second he inserted it, he quickly let go of his hand holding the wood and ran to the side, no longer moving. His system panel has already jumped two messages: You have insulted Xi Anming, and when the third time, you are clearly qualified to open the bloody arena.
In a heart-rending scream, the second minion kicked the wood away, and Xi Anming continued to let out a miserable scream: "Look at you, how can you do such a hurtful thing, don't do this kind of thing in the future." Although this is a secondary injury, in the judgment of the system, his behavior is indeed not considered an insult. However, they didn't dare to do it again, and if they were implicated, it wouldn't be good.
Xi Anming lay on the ground in humiliation, whining. How could he have suffered such an insult.
Thirty minutes later, they killed all the villagers who had rushed out. None of the villagers were able to escape. By blocking any passage, they are not causing trouble.
Back in the square, the captain looked at Xi Anming, who pouted his bloody ass like a woman, and he looked at him with schadenfreude: "I didn't expect it, little white face, I see that your eloquence is very good, so let you help me deal with a lot of things, and you dare to betray me like this." ā
He deliberately kicked An Ximing's ass, of course he didn't kick the wound, how bad it would be to kick to death. Xi Anming rolled on the ground four times before stopping until his head hit the wall.
There were only a few two drops of health left on top of his head. "If, if you let me do it again, you're going to die a terrible death."
"Yo, I'm still talking about it!" The captain walked slowly into him, "Do you know why I believe in your foolery so much, and why I turn a blind eye to your little actions?" Because, after escaping from the city of beginning, I deeply know that in this vast city, there are countless strong people, and the strong people who are stronger than me all maintain a cautious attitude and deal with strangers one by one. What does this mean, you know, because they are not presumptuous, and they are also afraid of encountering beings who are stronger than them. ā
"Look at me, except when I heard the good news, when did I ever be arrogant at the end of this day. I'm better than all of them, but why am I so cautious? Ha ha! ā
"Phew! That's you! Just your garbage, just your garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage. Xi Anming scolded, he also drank a little wine, catalyzed by the wine, he really couldn't get used to the ugly face of the captain, he scolded.
The captain was angry at first, he clenched his fists, intending to get to know An Anming with one punch, and then, his anger was buried deep in his heart, and when the third garbage came out of Xi Anming's mouth, he received a terrifying message: "The bloody arena is on." ā
Of course, there are three messages in his system prompt, but how can he pay attention to it when he is scolding.
Step by step, the captain walked towards Xi Anming, who had returned to his full state, and a fire appeared in the captain's hand, and the flames burned brightly, illuminating his face.
"In the fire, turn to ashes!" The flames burned Xi Anming's body for a while, and there was not even slag left. Because the captain's strength is stronger than that of Xi Anming, the system did not make some small moves to help the captain win.
From the beginning, the system didn't say that struggling is a healthy and uplifting game. In reality, this kind of game is meant to be banned quickly.
Those who drank continued to drink, those who danced continued to dance, and except for the little thing that had just happened, the whole village was peaceful and happy.