"Could it be?

Wang Qiang was in a trance! How much like him was at the beginning!

The first time he killed someone was because of a rare spiritual material, and it was when Owlet City was under the rule of the Otherworldly invaders, and he was still a warrior with talent but not daring to do anything wrong. At that time, he teamed up with others to hunt lone and weak beasts in a forest, and stumbled upon a piece of unusually hard iron.

Everyone looked at the spirit iron greedily, and they knew it by heart! They all knew that it was a spirit material, and the purchase price was as high as 10 gold coins in the price list of the exchange! 10 gold coins were enough to change a martial artist's magic or a powerful weapon.

"Sell this piece of spirit iron, let's divide it equally among the five of us!" suggested the captain at the time.

"Yes!

"I'm for it!"

"I'm for it!"

"I'm for it!"

Everyone agreed to the plan!

But when it came to night, the captain secretly contacted one of them and killed the others, and the two of them shared this piece of spiritual iron equally!

The treasure is moving! Wang Qiang has also become the target of being eliminated! He is the first! Fortunately, when he was already lying on the ground, his strong desire to survive awakened his talent, and his injuries healed by himself! Pretending that he had been killed, he lay motionless on the ground until the end! When the two masterminds behind the scenes were both defeated because of Lingtie, he rose up in vain and killed the two exhausted initiators with lightning speed. Blood splashed on his face, and he was as confused as Wei Siyuan now, would he be arrested by the police? Will there be Hades looking for him to ask for his life?

He squatted in front of this piece of spiritual iron like a walking corpse, and squatted for a whole night! Looking at this piece of spiritual iron, as if it was the most tempting wealth in the world, he killed two people! Two people! What should he do? What should he do?

That night, he grew old very quickly, as if he had grown old overnight. In the early morning of the next day, he took the piece of spiritual iron and kowtowed to the bodies of the other four people three times, and then, Ocleride City had one more murderous and greedy warrior, one more reconnaissance team with three peak martial arts powerhouses, and one more reconnaissance squadron that existed without a silver rank. He thanked the four earth-made shells for allowing him to mature and to become stronger by any means necessary.

"Could it be!!" Wei Siyuan's face became even more hideous. Now he is like a psychopath on the verge of collapse, inadvertently attacking things that don't go his way!

"What will happen! When the police come, you will drive away the police! When the ghosts and gods come, you will kill the ghosts and gods! No one can stop your hope of living, if there is, then the gods will block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas will block and kill the Buddhas!" Wang Qiang suddenly roared loudly, causing Wang Haoren's eardrums next to him to twitch.

"Chase away the police, kill the ghosts and gods?" Wei Siyuan muttered in a trance, his eyes full of confusion.

"As for it, isn't it just killing someone? What is the psychological burden? Isn't it okay to cut it off when you come?" Wang Haoren rubbed his somewhat sore ears, completely unable to understand what Wei Siyuan was worried about.

"Drive away the police, kill the ghosts and gods! God blocks and kills gods, and Buddhas block and kills Buddhas!" Wei Siyuan inadvertently muttered a few more times, and his eyes lit up. The eyeballs are full of red bloodshots, and the pupils are even darker, as if they are filled with countless silver needles, and a casual glance can make people's skin hurt.

Seeing that Wei Siyuan was a little different, the tyrannical temperament that continued to spread around his body made Wang Haoren very uncomfortable, and even a little scared.

"Uncle, it's okay! I always feel that Brother Wei is a little scary!"

"Don't disturb him! He's asking his heart now!" Wang Qiang is well-informed, and Wei Siyuan is in a state of making a decision at this time, and what he says conflicts with his inner concept. If Wei Siyuan's inner concept succeeds in expelling what Wang Qiang said, he can come out of the confusion and find his way to become stronger in the future. But if you can't expel it, then Wei Siyuan may directly become an idiot!

"Uncle, is this question so terrifying? Why haven't I been asked?" Wang Haoren was a little curious, but also a little envious. Wei Siyuan's state at this time looked terrifying, but the momentum around him was constantly growing, as if there was a kind of belief growing in him, unifying his spirit and spirit. This means that Wei Siyuan is getting stronger! If this conscience happens to him, he is likely to suddenly reach the half-step silver level or even the first stage of the silver level, which he can't help but envy.

"You also want to ask your heart?" Wang Qiang glanced at him casually.

"Yes!" Wang Haoren kept nodding like a chicken pecking rice. He dreamed of getting stronger.

"But you don't need to ask your heart! you're a natural warrior!" Wang Qiang said lightly. His talent is self-healing from his injuries, but Wang Haoren's is bloodthirsty and furious! I still remember that when Wang Haoren killed people for the first time, there was a dark red blood mist floating around him, his hair also became dark red, his ten fingers became thick like ten spear heads, and one claw grabbed and pierced the enemy's head like grasping a watermelon, which was even bloodier than Wei Siyuan's situation. But at that time, he was extremely conscious, like a sophisticated robot, wiping his fingers clean and killing the next enemy as if nothing happened. Now, his talent has begun to affect his own temperament, making him still martial arts.

"I'm a natural warrior, I know that! Isn't a natural warrior able to have a conscience? This God is too unfair!" Wang Haoren understood his state after opening his talent, but he really wanted to become stronger, so he was indignant.

"A natural warrior tastes bloodthirsty and still fighting, and there is no fear of the strong enemy on the other side, and there is no psychological burden on killing! Since there is no psychological burden, why do you still have to ask your heart?" Wang Qiang asked rhetorically.

"Okay!" Wang Haoren also knew that his situation was completely hopeless, and it was not interesting to continue chatting. It's better to change the subject.

"Uncle, Brother Wei is here to ask his heart, what should I do with the signal flare?

"Over there with the flare—" Wang Qiang hesitated a little, thought for a while, and then made a decision: "Don't go!

"Ah, don't go, if you don't go, the silver-level mantis will let it out for nothing!" Wang Haoren was a little excited.

"Don't worry, if there is really a silver-level giant mantis, even if it is weak, it is not something that those of us who have not even reached the silver level can easily kill. Forget our cheetah? There is no right time, place, and people, and you want to kill the silver rank alive?"

"Oh, that's okay, I'll listen to my uncle!" Wang Haoren nodded, in the cheetah, he was only responsible for fighting, and let his uncle do the rest.

"Okay, then let's wait for Siyuan to finish!"

......

On the other side, Scarface was lying on the ground, trembling as he watched the praying mantis in front of him chew and eat the cocoon, and his heart was terrified. As he ate less and less cocoons, his fear grew stronger and stronger, and fine sweat continued to ooze from his head and body, soaking his clothes.

Finally, the first rescuers came! It was a member of his team.

"Help me, save me!" Scarface shouted.

Xu is his voice alarmed the praying mantis, which turned its head to stare at Scarface, its two narrow eyes glowing green, and its two knife feet collided, as if it was sharpening its knife, ready to slash at Scarface.

Scarface quickly shut up and looked at the mantis in a hurry.

"Save you, Death Scar! If we kill this praying mantis, we will be a squadron, do we have anything to do with you, the dying man?" the other members of the team chuckled, Scarface was arrogant and unreasonable in the team on weekdays, relying on himself to be the captain and acting mischief, exploiting them, and they dared not speak out.

Today, it's time for Scarface to reap the consequences!

(End of chapter)