Zhong Qingye's voice was not loud, but it was full of tension, and it sounded earth-shattering. [] But his tone was very light. When he said death, it was easier than soaking tofu in water. This weird sense of fusion,
For a moment, I almost didn't know how to react.
Xi Zang pulled Yan Zi and stood quietly behind Zhong Qingye. When faced with this situation, this boy who was only seven years old was far more adaptable and calm than Yan Zi, who was ten years older than him. On Zhong Qingye
No matter what Qingye said or did, he always had an expression on his face, and his faint eyes were watching Zhong Qingye's back.
There was a dim, speeding light in the child's eyes. His pupils were as dark as the sea, and he quietly looked at the girl's tall back. Suddenly, there seemed to be huge waves in his eyes.
"Can you please speak quickly? I don't have that much time to mess around with you." Zhong Qingye let go of the dagger pressed against the man's neck, reached for his ears, and glanced at them lazily: "Get out of the way? Or should I?"
Let your boss die and make a decision quickly!"
Seeing Zhong Qingye's lazy attitude and his careless appearance that he didn't take them seriously at all, the eyes of a large group of men were filled with anger. The two leading men held Zhong Qingye's dagger-holding hand tightly, with expressions on their faces.
There was a flash of sinister light.
Zhong Qingye slowly narrowed his eyes.
The sound of breaking through the air was so fast that people almost thought it was their own illusion. Then there was a sonorous sound, and the two men stopped at the same time to attack, and lowered their heads in confusion.
My teeth were broken.
Less than half an inch from the tips of their shoes, two daggers were firmly pierced into them. The hard stone slab was like fragile tofu at this moment. The not-so-sharp daggers penetrated nearly half of the depth, and the remaining half was pierced.
The dagger was still trembling slightly, and the buzzing sound was as harsh as the bells of hell.
The man behind them also followed their gaze to the dagger that was still shaking on the ground. Suddenly, various expressions appeared on the man's face, so colorful that even a chameleon would die of shame.
There were surprises, puzzles, doubts, panic, doubts... There were all kinds of them, but the faces of more than a dozen people seemed to sum up all the emotions in the world.
However, among these chaotic emotions, there was only one emotion. After struggling for a long time, it slowly but extremely quickly climbed into everyone's eyes, shrinking, trembling, and in disbelief, looking at Zhong Qingye.
That emotion has a deceiving name: fear.
Obviously, with Zhong Qingye's speed, if he had raised his arms a little higher and his heart a little more cruelly at that moment, the two men standing at the front would definitely have been dead bodies.
In other words, the woman in black in front of them has strength that they can't match. They don't even know how the other party attacks, but the other party can easily take the life of any one of them, with a casual and lazy attitude, as if stretching out in the sun.
Comfortable like a lazy waist.
This feeling is simply the best interpretation of man-made knives and me being fish-meat.
What is more terrifying than not being able to control your own life?
A dozen men involuntarily and uncontrollably retreated slowly.
Zhong Qingye clearly understood. He grinned brightly. His teeth reflected slightly under the warm light of the candle. They were so pale that they looked both begging for beating and terrifying.
Seeing that the purpose of intimidation had been achieved, Zhong Qingye turned to be gentle. "Don't worry, I am not someone easy to kill. It's just that your boss robbed one of my girls. I came today just to ask for someone."
The men were stunned for a moment, looking suspiciously at Zhong Qingye, who was half-blocked behind him. His face was pale, his lips were blood-purple, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. No wonder this woman came so suddenly. It turned out that her boss had robbed her.
Someone else’s girl.
At this moment, everyone was complaining about their boss who had just had his hand chopped off. There are a lot of beautiful women in the world. It’s not good for you to grab whoever you want. But you fell in love with this girl. It would be fine if she was extraordinarily beautiful.
, but it just looked like this, so it’s better now. Instead of eating it, a hand was broken in vain, and it also frightened the rest of us.
Man is a very strange creature. If you can make him eat well and drink spicy food during normal times, he will naturally respect you and love you. But if one day, you can't even save your own life, others will
They will naturally doubt whether you have the ability to be respected by others, and then turn to the more powerful side.
The thoughts of these men are clearly written in their pupils. For Zhong Qingye, who once majored in psychology, this kind of differentiated measurement is simply the lowest level but also the most effective strategy.
People are creatures full of fear. The weaker the ability of a person, the stronger this fear will be, and the less they can withstand instigation. Even the boss who respects and cares for them on weekdays, once their powerful dream is exposed by a more powerful person, they will
Adjust the spearhead as a matter of course.
Because the most difficult thing to achieve in this world is conditional trust.
Without trust, there is no loyalty at all. Without loyalty, how can we protect each other to the death?
"Don't worry, as long as you don't mess around, I won't kill your boss, nor will I touch any of you. As long as my girl and I can leave this place smoothly, everything in the past can be written off." Zhong Qingye
He looked at them with crooked eyes and smiled extremely brightly.
"After all, your boss is the only one who has a problem with me. I cut off one of his hands, so it's even. Everyone and I have never met each other. As long as you don't move, I believe there will be no relationship between us.
Any unpleasantness."
Zhong Qingye's words obviously greatly pleased these men who seemed strong but were actually ignorant. As long as Zhong Qingye didn't target them, didn't hurt people randomly, took the girl and left the village, and never came back to cause trouble, then everything would be fine.
.
After all, Zhong Qingye was sincere in every word and humble in every word. He directly named his side and had no intention of pressing forward step by step. He only wanted to save people, not hurt them.
Sure enough, when Zhong Qingye said these words, dozens of young men showed hesitation on their faces. They looked at each other and conveyed some information that only they could move. They just felt sorry for the big-tailed wolf.
Even if he tried to stop him, he couldn't say anything. He lost too much blood and his face turned pale, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Even his eyes became depressed.
"Girl, do you mean what you say?" Two minutes later, a man said.