"Sad? Uh-huh! It's better to be sad than to be hurt. ”

Wutong nodded: "Moreover, not only will they be unhappy, but I am also angry!" ”

Everyone was stunned, is this mage apprentice a madman? Was he provoking everyone present?

In particular, the player members of the "Wild Jackal" organization looked at him like fools, although "Wild Jackal" is just an insignificant small gang on the block of Fairhaven City, but, after all, it is an NPC organization, no matter how garbage the combat NPC is, it is also a professional above the 1st level, that is, a character with a formal career template, and there is no way to compete with NPCs when the vast majority of players have not yet succeeded in officially inaugurating the official profession.

What's more, although nominally the members of a small organization like "Jackal of the Wild" cannot exceed 50 members, otherwise they will be noticed and suppressed by higher forces, but it does not mean that they are really only 50 people, under the name of each official member of "Jackal of the Wild", they control a large number of peripheral vassals, such as those orc thugs, such as some ordinary NPCs controlled by them, and the number of minions is not counted, such as these players in the Canghai Branch.

Inside and outside this small building, it was just that the "Jackal of the Wilderness" organization heard that a certain low-level mage apprentice had a large number of high-level weapons in his hands, so he temporarily gathered here to watch the excitement of more than a dozen internal members, and more than a hundred vassal members, because of the sneak attack on Wutong, the players who came back from the group gathered here.

So after walking into the alley all the way, there are more than 200 people gathered in this not spacious place inside and outside the stronghold, not to mention opening the distance to release spells, even if Wutong has any preparation to cast a spell, he will be smashed down by the fist stretched out next to him!

In this case, he is still provocative?

"Do you just want the high-end equipment I have?" Sycamore smiled, took out another weapon from his bag that made everyone's eyes and hearts burn, shook it casually, and threw it on the ground.

The leader of the Wanderers of the Canghai Chapter vigilantly reminded: "Watch out for him"

He was halfway through his words, but he felt that he was making a little fuss, there were so many Tier 1 NPCs here, could he still use the same trick that he had killed before? It seems that he was really frightened, and planned to hand over those high-grade weapons to avoid losses.

"You're going to do it to a cute little girl just for these weapons? And kidnapping and blackmailing a law-abiding citizen in Fairhaven? "Wutong is pulling out a weapon that makes people can't help but be greedy.,While complaining to himself.,It's just that the tone is getting colder and colder.,No matter how gentle the temper of the otaku is, he'll get angry, right?

"So what? Do you still expect us to be polite to you: "Dear Master Master, please give us your belongings, which are now robbery!?" Or, do you think your [knight of the sixth rank] aristocracy can have a deterrent effect on those of us who live in the shadows? ”

The leader of "Jackal of the Wild", who was obscured by the darkness in the unlit room, laughed mockingly, and stepped out of the shadow that enveloped him, and turned out to be a mage in gray robes!

The emaciated body stood still not far in front of the sycamore, and casually released a [light technique] to illuminate the room, and the mage looked at the sycamore gloomily: "Apprentice, if you want to talk about your identity, it seems that you should salute me!" Didn't your teacher teach you that it was a great rude thing to wear a mask in front of a mage and nobleman who was higher than you? And, should I think you're humiliating me or challenging me by throwing your weapon in front of me? ”

Wutong, who was digging out his bag, laughed: "Are you sure you want me to take off my mask?" ”

"Do you have any other choice?"

The mage scoffed, "Do you think you can avoid my detection with a mask?" Or are you planning to escape from here and hide your identity so that we can't find you? Apprentice, it is clear that you still have a very superficial understanding of the arcane law",

"Oh well, since you strongly demanded"

Sycamore's left hand reached for the mask of lies on his face, and his right hand was also withdrawn from his bag, and began to slowly retreat, but the two members of "Jackals of the Wild" at the door, mockingly holding their muscular arms, blocked the door, and Sycamore didn't care, but retreated to a dead corner in the room.

"Compared to those of you who live in the shadows, it seems that the place where I live is darker than you."

While talking and delaying time, he retreated into the corner of the wall that seemed to the other party to be a dead end, and Wutong suddenly smiled: "I said it, I'm angry!" The threat to the little pot friend is the most annoying! ”

When Sycamore slowly removed the mask with a faint crack on his face, a trace of something like a tongue of fire emerged from the crack, "hissing" and licking the dark mask like a serpent's letter, and at the same time, on the body of Sycamore, who had taken off the mask, a thick layer of light like viscous blood seeped out from under his skin.

The original calm and mocking expression of the mage leader of "Jackal of the Wilderness" poured out with the breath on Sycamore's body, from doubt, to shock, to fear, and before he could say anything, a burst of blood flame "boom" wrapped the sycamore in front of him into a humanoid flame, and the voice that came from behind the flames even brought a slight tremor because of the tremor of the blood flame: "Moreover, this is what you asked me to take off my mask!" ”

"You You Are"

The mage cried out in horror, "Who are you?" Under this terrifying aura that was thicker than blood, his body trembled involuntarily, and he retreated unconsciously.

"Me? Am I just the mage apprentice you kidnapped? But am I reluctant to hand over my wealth? What should I do? ”

Wutong grinned, the humanoid blood flame formed on his body twisted, and seemed to grin a terrible blood basin, and let out an evil laugh that seemed to come from the abyss and hell: "So, what do you think of me replacing my wealth with something else?" First to lead the class? ”

From behind the blood flame, several inconspicuous small stones were suddenly thrown, and flew straight towards the mage, his pupils condensed, and he shouted heartbreakingly: "Be careful! It's a thunderstorm."

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The swept flames and the waves of explosion instantly tore through the small room, turning the members who were still in a daze into ashes in an instant, and a figure walked out of the flames, picked up the weapon on the ground and held it in his hand: "I said, I'm angry!" You stupid ×! ”

"And"

Looking at the stunned crowd outside the door, Wutong walked out, raised his arm, and pointed a ring at them: "You forced me!" ”。 ）