Chapter 90: Playing with Human Nature

Suddenly, a stone startled a thousand waves

Even Sun Jian, who was sitting firmly on the top position, stood up suddenly, his hand on the thirteen-section soft whip on his waist, and his eyes were vigilant.

Prison cage village - Tong Xiu.

The leader of the cage village, a dignified seven-grade powerhouse, can compete with She Hui's existence.

It is rumored that this Tong Xiu used to be a scholar, but in the end he lost his fame, and the ten-year cold window came to naught. In a fit of rage, he abandoned literature and martial arts, and he hated all kinds of merit systems the most, and he liked to go against the government on weekdays, and when he blocked the road and robbed on weekdays, he was more ruthless to those who read.

If it is said that in the face of Wen Chou, everyone still dares to threaten with force, but in the face of Tong Xiu, it is absolute fear.

A seventh-rank powerhouse hidden in the shadows, this will become a nightmare for everyone.

At this time, Ge Junjie's eyes burned with anger, and he shouted in a low voice: "I can let Tong Xiu help you, it seems that your three thieves are really united." ”

Wen Chou seemed to take this sentence as a compliment, and nodded happily to accept it.

At this time, the early eight-rank martial artist threw the wooden box back to the little guy, and the long knife in his hand pointed at Wen Chou again, and shouted fiercely: "What can you do if you kill one person in half a pillar of incense? If you are killed, the Wanxiang Mountain bandits will have no leader, and they will not attack themselves, and they will pay a few lives, I think this deal is worth it!"

The words of this eight-rank martial artist came out of the hearts of most of the people present.

Compared with those irrelevant ordinary people outside, Wen Chou's life is more valuable. If Wen Chou can be killed before the war, then the strength of the bandits will definitely be greatly reduced!

No matter how you look at it, it's a no-loss deal.

"That's good!" At this moment, another warrior stood up and agreed.

A martial artist said righteously: "In this world, the weak eat the strong, and the weak are destined to be eliminated, I agree to kill Wen Chou!"

"Kill him!"

For a while, several martial artists stood up one after another, agreeing with the original statement of my eight-rank martial artist.

Ge Shien's face was cloudy, and the great benevolent people were also in a dilemma when faced with this choice.

"Haha! yes, yes, kill me...... Kill me!" At this moment, a crazy laugh suddenly came, interrupting everyone's thoughts with extreme harshness.

It's Wen Chou again!

I saw Wen Chou smiling very happily, and even clapped his hands.

After being happy for a while, Wen Chou calmed down, stretched out his hand, directly pinched the back of the eight-rank martial artist's sword, put it on his neck, and encouraged: "Come, it's a matter of a knife!"

"You...... What do you mean?" the eight-rank martial artist's hand shook inexplicably, and he asked vigilantly, "Could it be that this guy is crazy?"

"Hey...... What can I mean?" Wen Chou smiled very penetratingly, and very casually, as if he was persuading the Eight Rank Martial Artist to kill a chicken.

"Oh, yes!"

Suddenly, Wen Chou raised his eyebrows, as if he had just remembered something, and said to the eight-rank martial artist: "Your name is Zhou Hong, right? Do you live behind a tavern in the north of the town? There seems to be a wife and two children at home......

Wen Chou snapped his fingers, frowned and tried to recall.

Suddenly, the eight-rank martial artist known as Zhou Hong suddenly turned pale, instantly lost his blood, and the long knife in his hand trembled a little, and he involuntarily took it back.

"You...... You...... How do you know my details?" Zhou Hong asked with a fierce face.

Wen Chou didn't answer Zhou Hong's words, and asked instead: "If I die in the Ge family, will Tong Xiu go to your house as a guest after you say that half a pillar of incense?"

Suddenly, Zhou Hong's face turned even paler, and his eyes had already revealed horror.

You must know that if a bloodthirsty thief with a seven-grade cultivation comes to his own home...... Zhou Hong shook his head bitterly, not daring to think about it again.

Wen Chou didn't pay attention to Zhou Hong, but looked at the few people who had just stood up and agreed to kill him, and said slowly:

"Xiong Tian, who lives in the alley of Nanxi Street, has one wife, two concubines, two sons and three daughters......"

"Zheng Sheng, who lives opposite the twist shop in the north of the town, and his parents are alive and ......"

"Yo! Wang Nan, a little farther away, the people of Xishan Town, live outside the willow forest in the east of the town, your two dragon and phoenix fetuses are very attractive......

One after another, the identity of everyone who advocates the death of Wen Chou has been told from the bottom to the bottom, and there is no omission or error.

These people were frightened or discolored, and they were all restless, like ants on a hot pot.

finally finished counting, but the rest of the people knew in their hearts that Wen Chou could not just have investigated the identities of these people, but also understood all the details of everyone.

"Hehe......" Wen Chou finally finished speaking, chuckling in a low voice.

Suddenly, Wen Chou raised his head, his eyes were like a ghost, his voice was sharp and piercing, and he howled loudly: "You dare to kill me?!"

"Don't dare!"

Zhou Hong suddenly shouted subconsciously, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground, making a sound of "dangchang".

Everyone else took a half step back, their faces still scared.

"Huh...... Haha!" Wen Chou seemed to be proud of the success of his prank, holding his stomach and laughing, leaning forward and back, and even began to laugh with tears in his eyes.

The person who had just said that he wanted to kill Wen Chou at any cost, once it affected his family, he was like a frightened mouse, and he shrank back into the hole one after another, not daring to show his head.

Horror!

Although he didn't have the slightest internal strength, he was far more terrifying than a seventh-rank martial artist!

Martial artists practice internal force and are able to damage enemies with powerful external forces.

However, Wen Chou is hurting people's hearts, not so much hurting, but playing with him.

Playing with human nature!

He is enjoying the moment of the collapse of human nature, enjoying revealing the truest side of human nature.

This is, Tang Xian and Wen Chou, two people with different positions, silently recited in their hearts in unison: "Human nature is ......"

After a long time, Wen Chou finally put away his smile and asked everyone: "Are you really not killing me?"

No one dared to kill Wen Chou, but except for Zhou Hong, who was just frightened, everyone else was ashamed to say it, because once he said it, it would be equivalent to fulfilling Wen Chou's routine.

"Distance half a pillar of incense...... How long is it coming?" Wen Chou scratched his head and asked casually.

These words are like a talisman that stimulates everyone's heart.

"Who might Tong Xiu go to now?" Wen Chou's eyes swept over everyone.

Everyone dodged and didn't dare to look directly at them!

"Let him go!"

Finally, Ge Shien spoke.

Ge Shien's face was gloomy, at this time, when he faced Wen Chou, he had completely lost the appearance of charity on weekdays.

His fists were clenched together, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, only hating himself for not cultivating and not being able to smash Wen Chou's head.

got Ge Shien's approval, and suddenly everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because at this time, they really hope that Wen Chou can leave the Ge family as soon as possible and safely.

Wen Chou stood up, with a lazy smile on his face, and bowed deeply to everyone.

Then, he staggered out of the hall and disappeared into the doorway.

It's just that above, faintly floated the elegant folk song humming.

"That night the wind blew through the evening hills...... The nightingale sings softly...... The flowers under the moon are all asleep, and only the fragrant flowers of the evening reveal their fragrance......"

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