As time passed, Yan Wushuang's territory began to become more and more prosperous, and there were more and more people. It was a thriving appearance, and at this time, there were already three villages under his command, and the construction of the town was not long in coming, and it was already a sure thing to upgrade to a city. The subordinates privately called Yan Wushuang the lord of Yan City, and some people were in good spirits on happy occasions, but Yan Wushuang was a special case. He knew that many times luck was just a joke played by God, and there was often a fatal crisis hidden in it, and most of the complacent people would end up bleak. From the creation of the village to the present, everything seems to have gone too smoothly, so smoothly that it is like a dream, even if the monsters are a little difficult to attack, there is no danger to get through. Yan Wushuang often walked back and forth in his bedroom, feeling uneasy.

In fact, his worries are not unreasonable, and the density of the population brings prosperity and strength, but also produces many uncontrollable factors. There is a way to be full of warmth and silver desire, and when life and safety are guaranteed, people will have other pursuits. Some time ago, there was a fight in Village No. 1, and a warrior took a fancy to another warrior's female companion, and after a fight and found out that he was not an opponent, the man threatened that there was such a shortage of women now, and called on everyone to take action and contribute to the continuation of humanity. In this lawless world, where humanity was revealed without any skin, the warrior was besieged, although it was quelled by Yan Wushuang's force. However, the next day, Bian He reported that the couple had died on the outskirts of the town, and their bodies were nailed to the city wall, and the woman's body was even more miserable, so he didn't say much about it.

Yan Wushuang was very angry about this matter, and launched all his subordinates to investigate, only then did he discover a very sad thing, that is, unconsciously, the power in his hands was already so weak. Due to their dedication to the development of towns and the construction of new villages, the subordinates who came together were seriously lowered in rank, and after several of their subordinates were killed and resurrected, the matter was put to rest. This incident also became a joke among the homeless people who came later, and a voice slowly began to appear at the bottom, that is, the lord of the city should be done by the powerful people or by everyone to take turns. The biggest difference between reality and games is that many things can be changed. People won't spill their blood on you like a fool just because you're the mayor of the town, and they won't sacrifice their lives for the so-called idea like those people on TV, and after calculating back and forth, the only thing they can restrain these people is the number of resurrection statues, however, the premise is that they are still sitting in this position.

Shaking his head and sighing deeply, Yan Wushuang couldn't help but think: Could it be that my choice was really wrong?

Crazy Song stood silently on the side, and after that battle, he became more mature, looking more like a military advisor than the online anchor he used to be. At this time, perhaps only he could fully understand Yan Wushuang's thoughts. But at this point, we can only take one step at a time.

"Who is Yan Wushuang? Get out of here", there was a noisy noise outside, and Yan Wushuang's mansion was surrounded by water. I saw a shirtless sturdy man confronting Liu Feng and Bian He and others, beside him was a thin man who looked sick and a short man with thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, several of them did not bring weapons, but the invisible aura pressed the guards to retreat again and again, and the surrounding crowd looked at this one with some excitement, as if it was himself who was in the limelight now. The sturdy man shouted a few times and saw that no one had come out, so he suddenly stomped on the spot a few times with some irritability, only to see that there were several deep pits on the solid ground that had been crushed by the rock demons, and the frightened Bian He's hands trembled a little.

Touching the leather coat on his body, Bian He gritted his teeth and walked up, bowed down and said with a smile: "I don't know what this big brother has to do with our mayor?" ”

Without waiting for the big man to answer, a puff of white gas came out of the dwarf's body, turning into a big hand and hitting Bian He, who flew out like a cannonball and knocked down the courtyard wall: "Big brother, this kid is not a good person, don't listen to him, let Yan Wushuang's dog thief come out, otherwise the three brothers of our Mo family will demolish your broken house!" ”

Liu Feng hurriedly told a few people behind him, turned around and was about to go in, when he happened to bump into Yan Wushuang who walked out of it with a deep face, and followed behind Yan Wushuang after saying a few words in his ear.

After looking around, Yan Wushuang made a look, and a few younger brothers hurriedly trotted to the side of the courtyard wall to help Bian He, who was crawling out. Arching his hand, Yan Wushuang said to the three people in front of him: "I don't know why a few benevolent brothers are here, are you offended in a living place below?" ”

I didn't see anyone make a move, Yan Wushuang's face had an extra slap print, and the crisp sound made the originally noisy scene instantly quiet. The scrawny sick man said, "This slap was for the husband and wife who died tragically, and if it weren't for the fact that you have contributed a lot to mankind by founding villages and towns, I would have skinned you." I can't imagine that you, who look well-dressed, can be so human-faced and beast-hearted, humiliating others and killing them so cruelly. ”

Wiped the corners of his mouth indifferently, Yan Wushuang's heart was relieved, and he stopped his subordinates who wanted to force his hand, Yan Wushuang took a few steps again, and his body was almost attached to the thin man's body. The sturdy man suddenly blocked the front, and with a casual push, Yan Wushuang retreated several steps in succession. He was very angry in his heart, forced himself to smile, and was about to explain something, but he saw that the white gas just now appeared on the dwarf's body again, and a hard slap appeared on Yan Wushuang's other face: "Still laughing, are you very proud?" Tian is shameless, although I am lustful, but I also take it in a good way, you! ”

"Can you listen to me say a few words!", almost roaring, Yan Wushuang looked at the few people in front of him angrily, what kind of people are these.

As soon as he heard Yan Wushuang dare to roar, the thin and short ones became even more angry, and the sturdy man suppressed the two of them one by one, signaling Yan Wushuang to speak.

With a snort, Yan Wushuang told the truth of the matter as it was, and at the same time talked about his helplessness. However, the three brothers still didn't believe it, and some looked at the surrounding melon-eating crowd inquiringly, but none of them stood up to say good things to Yan Wushuang. Looking at these indifferent and thoughtful spectators, Yan Wushuang's heart was full of pain, even though he had some selfish motives in creating villages and towns, but in most respects, he was still thinking about the future of mankind, and these people, these people who were becoming more and more powerful under his protection, were now like this.....

"I'll testify against him!" , A charming figure wearing a black gauze swayed over, pulled off the veil, looked at the three brothers seriously and said: "I am a woman, I will definitely not protect a person who abuses women, I testify that you can believe it."

The short man looked straight at Bo Hongyi's chest, and kept jumping in place and said, "Xin, Xin, what's your name, beauty?" My name is Mofa and I am a man full of strength and a sense of justice."

Before he finished speaking, he snapped on his head, and the big man who shouted before suddenly bent down: "I'm sorry, mayor, please forgive us for our impulsiveness", and rushed into the crowd to grab a few people who had fooled him before. Those people still wanted to run, but suddenly an inexplicable force grabbed them, and several people were pressed to the ground like dead dogs. Mo Fa pointed at those people: "Mayor Town, these are the few people, they say you..."

Waving his hand, Yan Wushuang smiled indifferently, as if what happened just now had not happened at all: "Everything is a misunderstanding, just act as if it never happened." Recently, I collected some wild fruits and made some wine, and if you don't dislike it, you might as well have a few drinks in the humble house. Everyone is also fate, and they will be brothers in the future."

The three brothers of the Mo family were suddenly a little embarrassed, but they still couldn't resist the temptation of fine wine, and were led into Yan Wushuang's mansion by wild songs.

After the three of them were completely inside, Yan Wushuang closed the door, and after taking a deep look at Bo Hongyi, he turned around and said a little coldly: "Liu Feng, Bian He, you take a few brothers to nail these bastards to the city wall, remember to nail them firmly, just give some food every day to maintain basic life, stuff things in your mouth, don't let them commit suicide", after speaking, he led Bo Hongyi into the mansion.

"Yan Wushuang, you are not human!" Those few people were knocked unconscious as soon as they shouted, Liu Feng spat fiercely, and looked at the surrounding silent crowd with blood-red eyes, what happened just now made him lose his basic trust and respect for these people, and with a snort, a few people lifted a few scum who fainted on the ground and walked towards the city wall. The crowd slowly dispersed after some discussion, and the result was different from what they imagined, which made them a little disappointed, but for most people, it doesn't really matter who sits in this position, after all, it can't be the turn of the mediocre self.