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Feng Bujue came to stand in front of Hank, he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't speak immediately, but was thinking.

Hank's face was full of fear, looking nervously at the "outsider", completely unable to guess what the other party's idea was, and Feng Bu felt that the brief silence had turned into an invisible pressure.

After about thirty seconds, Feng Bujue took out his pistol from his bag and asked, "Do you know what this is?" ”

Hank shook his head.

"This is a weapon that is popular in the twentieth-twenty-first centuries." Feng Bujue said, "You should know the meaning of the word 'weapon', right?" ”

Hank nodded, "I know...... But...... Century...... What is it? ”

Feng Bujue said in his heart: Don't you even have this concept...... It seems that they were enslaved to the fullest.

He remained silent, and said, "In other words, about four hundred to five hundred years ago, the weapons used by the informants. ”

Hank asked tremblingly, "Why...... Sue me for this? ”

Feng Bujue sneered, "The main thing is that I hope you have an idea of this thing." As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the muzzle of the gun: "As soon as I move my finger, something called a bullet will fly out of here, and it will fly faster than the object fired by the anti-gravity catapult, if you use it to attack the ......" He began to scare Hank: "If you hit the head, your brain will explode, and if you hit your body, your internal organs will shatter, and if you hit your limbs, that limb will lose its mobility and bleed profusely......" He put on a very terrible look, like a psychopath who could not resist killing **.

Expression is an international language, and it is also cross-era, even if the two are separated by a thousand years, the joy, anger and sorrow are still understandable on the face, so Feng Bujue successfully frightened the other party.

At this point, he suddenly stopped talking about pistols and asked, "How many entrances are there in your village?" ”

"This ...... What does this do, you ask? Hank asked nervously.

"What's wrong? You don't want to sue me? Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will use this gun against them?" He asked knowingly, first showing a weapon that the other party didn't know at all, and then immediately went to ask the entrance question, which everyone would think in that direction.

"I ...... We have 100,000 in White Spoon Village! Hank seemed to muster up his courage and replied in a louder voice.

"Really...... Hehe......" Feng Bujue smiled lightly, and he shook his pistol in front of Hank: "Judging from the automatic navigation, in about twenty minutes, we will arrive at your village." As far as I can see, your village is quite hostile to outsiders...... "He paused, then continued, "If they attack us as soon as they see us...... I have a thousand rounds of ammunition in this pistol, and even if my hit rate is about six or seventy percent, how many deaths do you think your village will enter? ”

The mad trace sword shadow in the distance almost fell off the chair when he heard this, and said in his heart: You kid really dare to fool, a pistol, a thousand bullets? Where's it? Alternate Dimension Magazine O Ah? Besides, the rate of fire of the pistol, even if you really have a thousand rounds of ammunition, and your arms and hands can hold it, it will take almost half an hour to fire a thousand shots, will the people in the village line up one by one to let you kill?

"No...... Please, don't kill the people in the village! Hank pleaded, "We only have five thousand ...... in our village."

"Hey! I really believe it! Crazy Sword Shadow exclaimed in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface, turned his back to the second entry, and sat in the passenger seat in a continuous daze.

"I can promise you not to fight." Feng Bujue said: "But you have to cooperate with us." ”

"Good...... Good...... What do you want me to do. Hank said with a shudder.

"Look, Hank." Feng Bujue's tone became quite sincere again, this is the so-called combination of soft and hard: "No matter what kind of prejudice you have about 'outsiders', you should have seen that my friend and I are not very murderous, even if you attacked us with a catapult first, we didn't kill you, right?" ”

Hank nodded.

The Crazy Trace Sword Shadow was shaking his head at this moment, and whispered: "Although I didn't kill him, but the death threat is escalating, is there ......?"

"We just want to take a look at your village and then we'll leave." Feng Bujue continued: "Don't worry, this is not some reconnaissance, and there will be no 'outsider army' to attack you later." We're just travelers, out of pure curiosity, wanting to see your village. ”

Hank was skeptical of what he said, and he did think that it was unlikely that the so-called "army of outsiders" would exist, but if the two were purely to visit the village, he would not believe it.

"But what...... Your White Spoon Village is obviously very xenophobic, and you have a deep-seated misunderstanding of the classification outside the village. Feng Bujue observed Hank's expression and said, "Under normal circumstances, I think that anyone in your village will kill us for no reason, and the two sides have no chance to communicate at all. He shook his head: "In the event of an armed conflict, the result should be clear to you." He raised his hand and tapped the mad sword shadow behind him with his thumb: "I promise, my friend can knock you off more than a thousand with just a cold weapon." ”

At this time, the mad sword shadow finally couldn't help but turn around and complained: "Do you think this is playing with lawn mowing Wushuang?" ”

Anyway, Hank couldn't understand what he was talking about, so Feng Bujue borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and continued with a solemn face: "What he means by this is that for him, killing a thousand into it is as easy as harvesting crops." ”

Hank was already covered in cold sweat, and when he heard this, the scene of the previous mad sword shadow appearing in front of him like a ghost resurfaced in front of him, which made him even more convinced of the teachings of the village sacrifice: outsiders are devils, powerful, cunning, and good at seducing their hearts, no matter how harmless, pitiful, or even beautiful they seem on the surface, they must not hesitate to kill them, and do not even give them a chance to speak.

Feng Bujue's words continued: "Believe me, I don't want to see that happen, just like you. He patted Hank on the shoulder with one hand, "As long as you follow the plan I said and take us into the village, I promise that we won't hurt anyone, my friends and I will stay in your village for a few hours at most, and then we will leave, after that, you will be able to do whatever you want, it will be okay to call in and hunt us down immediately." He paused for two seconds, looked at the change in Hank's expression, and then added, "You can not believe what I say at this moment, but you have to weigh what the situation will be if you don't cooperate." He turned around, a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Time is running out, if you think about it for too long, the sand fish cabin will be about to reach its destination, and then ...... We can only act at the opportunity and enter the ...... by force"