Zhang He said: "First of all, you apologize for your own crimes, I promise to keep your whole body, if the equipment explodes, I can also let them return to you intact." ”

Bai Lie looked at Zhang He in a daze, and he was now convinced that Zhang He was really crazy.

Because only a madman would have such idiotic thoughts.

"You haven't woken up yet?" Bai Lie replied with a sneer.

Zhang He sighed: "I knew you wouldn't choose the first one, because people like you look shrewd, but in fact, they are more cowardly than anyone else." ”

Bai Hunt's face changed, but he didn't have a seizure.

Because now there are hundreds of players watching the battle around the Gathering Hall, hundreds of pairs of eyes are looking at him, and the eyes in these eyes are different, some are looking forward to, some are afraid, and some are anxious, because he is presiding over the overall situation of today's 18th Company Battalion, and his words and deeds represent the 18th Company Battalion.

These players have been slaughtered enough by Zhang He, Zhang He not only took their lives, cut off their heads, and exploded their corpses, but also deprived them of their dignity and face, and they now hope that the usually shrewd and capable whiteheads can help them save these dignity and face.

Zhang He said coldly: "Another choice, you kneel down in front of me in front of these brothers and sisters of yours now, kowtow eighteen times, slap yourself thirty-six ear scrapers, and shout seventy-two grandpa, I will spare you from death." ”

Bai Hunt was stunned again, and then looked up and laughed.

Zhang He looked at him and said calmly: "It's not funny. ”

It's really not funny, because this choice is more uncomfortable than outright slaughter, and it's a deliberate insult, and no one can stand it.

Bai Lie laughed so much that he almost burst into tears, and he now felt that Zhang He was not crazy, but had become a mentally retarded child.

Zhang He just silently watched him laugh, and the mask on his face looked even more cold and hideous, because no one could see Zhang He's true expression, which was the most terrifying.

Bai Hunt was still laughing, bending over with laughter, laughing on the desk, as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life, laughing non-stop, laughing non-stop.

Suddenly, the big case flew out of the air with a "bang" and smashed towards Zhang He impartially.

This person is really scheming, pretending to laugh, but in fact, he secretly took action, if this big case wants to hurt Zhang He, probably most of the onlookers present will not think so.

But this big case just smashed on Zhang He, Zhang He was like an iron wall, and the big case made of wood was smashed with a "snap".

Wood chips and debris flew all over the sky, as if there was a continuous fog and rain outside.

In the fog, Bai Hunt's whole person had flown up, and the strong light in his hand flashed, and everyone faintly saw that it was a long knife with a wild goose, and the front end of the long knife seemed to have a big hook.

In fact, people with vision can know at a glance that it is not a real hook, but because of the internal power urging a number of castes and martial arts, the power is too large, the speed is extremely fast, and the direction is too strange and the vision is poor.

This knife can be said to be the most perfect knife in Bai Hunt's life, this knife not only grasped the best opportunity, but also exerted all the essence of his whole body 5 turns.

A person would only make such a fatal blow at the most dangerous moment of life and death.

Now at the critical juncture of life and death, if Zhang He does not die, he will die.

He understands this truth very well, and he is confident that he is a 5-turn master's full blow, and no one dares to underestimate it when he looks at the entire rivers and lakes.

Zhang He really didn't underestimate him, but didn't look at it, he easily stretched out two fingers and clamped it, Yanling's long knife seemed to be caught by two iron walls, and he couldn't pull it out after half a minute, followed by an amazingly hot force from Zhang He's fingers along the blade.

That's right, that feeling is like being electrocuted, Bai Hunt was so electrocuted that half of his arm was numb, and he involuntarily let go and retreated.

He didn't know that this was the martial arts stunt "Lingxi One Finger" that shook the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know that this was the advanced "Lingxi One Finger", the three pills Zhang He had already taken the three pills rewarded by the Son of Heaven before, and the skill level of "Lingxi One Finger" was automatically increased by one level, and the magic of the current level was when defending, if there was a stalemate with the opponent, the sum of the data generated by the defense would continue to bounce back to the opponent along the weapon in the form of internal strength, and accept the attack = (strength + internal strength + body method + root bone + heart method + courage + chivalry + evil)* (2-7 intervals).

Since this move is not a spike, most of the coefficients are very low, plus slowly rebound to the other party, so the purpose of this move is to make the other party let go, because with Zhang He's current whole body surname multiplied by the sum of the coefficients of 2, if Bai Hunt absorbs all the rebounds, it will be detonated alive by the powerful force.

So except for feeling a little numb in his arm now, everything seems to be no different from when he didn't make a move just now, the only difference is that he has no knife in his hand, the knife is in Zhang He's hand, and the tip of the knife is caught by Zhang He with two fingers.

Most of the players present had opened their mouths into an "O" shape, they hadn't seen Baitou kill, their original estimate was that Zhang He would undoubtedly flash, who knew that Zhang He not only flashed, but also only used two fingers to clamp the knife.

Don't say that you haven't seen it, you really can't even think about it.

Unexpectedly things are still to come, I saw Zhang He send the knife forward, and Yanling's long knife returned to Bai Hunt's hands inexplicably.

Zhang He said lightly: "I think you shouldn't have used your full strength, you are very scared, I suggest you might as well try again, I hope you can do your best to send out a knife this time." ”

No one can believe their ears, is this guy crazy?

It's just that Bai Hunt's white face was already red at the moment, and he finally roared angrily: "The surname is Wu, this is what you asked for." ”

After speaking, he took a few steps back, his footsteps circled, and suddenly waved out a few sword lights, the sword light was huo, and the strength broke through the wind, which was obviously condensing strength to pave the way.

In fact, Bai Hunt's most powerful move is that move, which is no different from the knife just now, but the power of the knife just now may be smaller, so the surname Wu can catch it, and now he is circling and running, and the internal strength is urged to the limit, and the strength is more than doubled.

He also knows how to make a master's move, and one move will divide the winner or loser, so this knife is slashed out, it is not that a hook grows on the tip of the Yanling long knife, but that the entire blade seems to be distorted.

Originally, these Shuizhai players were still worried about Bai Tou'er, but now they feel that Zhang He is dangerous, because they really can't think of any trick that Zhang He will use to take this second knife.

Zhang He's tricks didn't change, there was still a soft "ding" sound, and the tip of the knife stopped steadily in front of Zhang He's throat, and was caught by Zhang He's two precious fingers.

Bai Hunt's arm was sore again, and the person had to take a few steps back.

"I think you're too nervous, you can try again." Zhang He looks like a teacher, who is teaching his students sincerely, so gentle, so kind.

Bai Lie looked at him in fear, his eyes were full of incredulity, of course, his mouth was still strong: "Are you really tired of living?" ”

The third sword finally slashed out, which was even more terrifying than the first two knives, because the key to all martial arts in the world was only one sentence, that is, how speed, strength, timing, direction, and change were perfectly integrated.

The speed and power of the third knife are perfectly combined, at least Bai Hunt thinks so, because as soon as the knife comes out, the blade trembles, the tip of the knife is blurred, and at least the move contains four or five after-changes.

The knife was still slashed at Zhang He's throat, but when he saw that it was about to be chopped, the blade suddenly turned, and the blade slashed directly at Zhang He's lower abdomen.

"You can try again!" When Zhang He said this, two fingers magically clamped the tip of the knife, his attitude was still so plain and gentle, such a fierce and insidious knife technique, as if in his eyes it was a bamboo pole in the hands of a child, not terrible at all, but cute.

But all this is not the case in Bai Lie's eyes, because he finally understands now that Zhang He is not giving himself a chance, but deliberately humiliating himself, humiliating himself in front of so many subordinate players.

He couldn't help but look around, and sure enough, the eyes of the men and women around him no longer had expectation and anxiety, no longer awe and fear, only unspeakable disappointment and sadness, and even a trace of sympathy and pity.

These gazes made him uncomfortable than Zhang He directly killing him.

He suddenly felt like a poor and helpless clown in a cage, and Zhang He was the cold and ruthless boss in the circus, but he felt even more like a chicken under the paws, trampled and played with by Zhang He, an old fox.

He finally realized the feeling of the fat man being dismembered by them that day, and finally understood this truth: there is no such thing as empathy in this world, and if the needle is not pricked in his body, he will not feel pain.

That pitiful self-esteem and anger that made people laugh forced Bai Hunt to rise up again, the fourth, fifth, and sixth knives were split out one after another, in fact, the fourth, fifth, and sixth knives could not exert their previous power, this truth is understood by everyone, after being strong, it must be weak, his peak period was in the first three knives, because the first three knives moved all their strength, and the last three knives tossed as much as they wanted, and the result was the same.

The result was really the same, Zhang He never moved, but still used two fingers to firmly grip the tip of the knife and return the long knife to him.

"You can try again, it's no problem to try twenty or thirty times, there are more opportunities." Zhang He's tone was so flat that it was almost frightening.

Bai Lie only felt that his throat was bitter for a while, and he had a feeling that he couldn't cry if he wanted to.

And what hurts even more than Zhang He is the gazes that look at him all around, and now these gazes are not even disappointed, they are purely sympathy and pity.

After the seventh knife was slashed out, not only did he get tired of slashing, but the eyes around him did not even show pity, and all that remained was indifference and numbness.

(To be continued)