I was stunned, and then I sighed.

It's a man's own choice, what can I say?

He could only nod slightly at the man.

This man is actually a 'Yin Spirit Resident', and Acne is the real person, but nominally, he is Acne's father, and he has reasonable and legal guardianship, so I can't interfere.

Besides, Du Mao promised not to kill anymore, after all, he is a king-level master, he should be true to his word, otherwise how can he convince the public? So, there shouldn't be any danger for a acne father and daughter to go out, right?

I'm not sure, I'm just looking at the acne and ignorant eyes, I don't know what to say?

Acne's father's actions were like pushing the first dominoes, and in an instant, there was a terrible chain reaction.

Some people who were originally wavering made a decision in an instant.

People are such a mentality, it is difficult to stand out on their own, but once there is a leader, they will take advantage of the trend.

Men and women, people came out one after another, and then, standing next to the acne father, this is the choice to go out and surrender to survive.

None of them spoke, they just expressed their attitude with their actions, and people pursued the way of survival, which is understandable, I can only watch quietly.

No one stopped them, and the number of people increased, and in just a few tens of seconds, a total of 26 people, including a dozen or so staff members of the hotel, all chose to go out and surrender.

I am not surprised that in the face of the test of life and death, there are always all kinds of bad results.

The road is self-walking, and the future is created by oneself, and no one can change this kind of cause and effect.

Fortunately, on the surface, there are twenty-six people, but in fact, the number of real people in it is only six.

The waiter and lobby manager of the Jingmang Hotel have long been identified as non-humans.

The ability of the Yin Spirit Residents to resist pressure is inferior to that of the real residents, and this time, all the Yin Spirit Simorph Residents who are mixed in the crowd have been fished out.

It's a blessing in misfortune.

"Ten, nine!"

Outside, the female captain counted down loudly, and I saw Du Mao raise his arm, and once he fell, it was the release of the Yin Soldier's collective energy attack.

It would be like a torrent of destruction, just how many blows would the Array Barrier withstand?

"Are you sure?"

I asked.

They nodded expressionlessly.

"Uncle, hug." Unexpectedly, the acne reached for me.

People are looking at the acne-acne father.

The man's face was red and white for a while, and he looked at his daughter, and then at me.

"Hug!"

The little girl didn't know any of this, and just asked me to hug her.

I looked at the man.

He stomped his foot sharply, and then, with great stride, handed me the little child.

I reached out and hugged it, and the acne chirped happily.

The man retreated into Feng Luoyin's midst.

He no longer insisted on surrendering, just because of the little girl's unintentional choice.

As a result, there are only twenty-four people who plan to go out and surrender.

They are unmoved and stick to their choices.

"Three, two!"

The reciprocal outside is nearing the end.

I chanted the incantation, and with a free hand I pointed a little over the side, and with a buzz, the exit that only allowed one person to get out was revealed.

"Good luck to you."

I said this.

Twenty-four people looked ugly, but they all bowed to me, and then, one after another, walked out of the exit, and raised their hands in surrender.

Someone appeared, the countdown stopped, and Du Mao's arm slowly retracted.

A group of Yin soldiers were cruel and bloodthirsty to stare at the more than 20 people who surrendered.

I waved my hand out of the circle and stood there, quietly watching the scene.

A gust of wind blew, chilling to the bone.

On and off the field, they are extraordinarily slaughtered.

At the same time, the exit was also opened in the round bowl area, and more than 30 people walked out one after another.

It seems that I have the same idea as Yuanbo, people with an undetermined attitude can't stop their will to survive, and if they don't do it well, it will become a fatal hidden danger.

For example, when the battle is at its most intense, if you are ruthless from behind and secretly destroy the basic formation of the magic circle, it will be a bad dish!

Therefore, it is beneficial and harmless to let them do what they think, it is nothing more than the loss of a few living people, and under the trade-off, this loss is acceptable.

With the addition of the twenty-four people who went out on my side, the number of surrenderers reached fifty-nine.

I'm not sure how many 'real residents' are among the thirty-five people on the other side of the bowl? But seeing the scene of more than fifty people cowering in front of the Yin Soldier Legion raising their hands and begging for mercy, my heart was really uncomfortable.

"You are knowledgeable about current affairs, rest assured, this king is what he says, you will not be killed, you will live a healthy life, it is difficult to die."

Du Mao looked at the more than fifty people in front of him gloomily and said these words.

I couldn't see the front of more than fifty people, but I could see from the slight movements of their backs that the surrenderers were relieved, apparently fearing that the other party's head would go back on their word.

This is too much to worry about, the king-level master is still very honest when he speaks, and if he doesn't kill them, he won't kill them.

I also breathed a sigh of relief, but this breath was not 100% relaxed, and my heart was lifted because of Du Mao's next words.

"Come on, put shackles on them, and integrate them into the logistics support corps, and they will be slaves of the Yin Soldier Legion in the future! Warriors, you have the right to command them to do whatever they want, as long as it does not endanger their lives, after all, this is the king's promise. ”

Du Mao said these words suddenly.

A group of Yin soldiers responded excitedly and raised the spears in their hands.

A group of Yin soldiers stepped forward with chains as thick as their arms, locked the hands and feet of more than 50 people who were crying for their fathers and mothers, and escorted them to the rear of the legion with spears.

"No, I don't want to be a slave."

"Didn't you say you wouldn't kill us, my lord? What is the difference between torturing people like this and killing people? ”

"Let us go, I'm not surrendering, woo woo."

"I regret it."

"Let me go back......."

The cries of the crowd shook the sky, but when they were pointed at by the fierce Yin soldiers with spears, their shouts became smaller and smaller, and they were finally escorted to the rear, where endless suffering and pain awaited them.

Is the life of a slave any better? In a way, it's better to die happily.

"Hahaha, this king is a man of his word, and it is a fact that he didn't kill you, right? But this king didn't say to let you go, let alone say that you don't have to wait to be a slave, stupid people, hopeless! The surrenderers still want dignity, dreaming, right? The soldiers under the command of this king will only respect the warriors, you soft bones, do your work hard, and you will earn it for one more day, thank you to this king! ”

Du Mao turned his head and shouted, doing his best to ridicule.

In his eyes, how can a soft-skinned person have any dignity at all?

In a world where yin spirits are rampant, what is admired is force, and what is respected is warriors, how can it be kind to a group of soft bones?