Hannibal Bacca, the father of 583 strategy! Yellow sand fills the sky!
The first ancestral spirit that had just been summoned did a good job of hiding it.
It's a pity that Zhang Guangmu is a man with [Acting Skills 6] ability.
After looking thoughtfully at the ancestral spirit of the scholar he had summoned for a while, Zhang Guangmu suddenly moved closer to him, his nose twitching slightly: "Yeah, it smells like the same kind."
When such neurotic movements were replaced by the original [Acting Skill 5], some viewers might think that this handsome man was very powerful, but...
[Acting Skills] After hitting 6, Zhang Guangmu's every action and eyes return to his original nature, which perfectly harmonizes with his temperament. It just makes people think that this guy is an "interesting bad guy".
After all, although as the leader of the Xuanxian Group, Zhang Guangmu has followed the path of a villain in this world, he has never done anything that truly breaks through the bottom line of public morality.
The otherworldly and otherworldly temperament of my first ancestral spirit is, in the final analysis, just used to cover up the appearance of [my true self].
Others couldn't see it, but Zhang Guangmu knew exactly what this "dual temperament" meant.
Just talking about the level of "acting when the situation arises", when I first increased [Acting Skills] to 4, it was probably at this level.
Looking at this situation, the production team should have added a lot of interesting abilities to the skill library of the person in front of him.
There is a symbiotic relationship between the summoner and the ancestral spirits.
Support each other, depend on each other, suffer from both losses, and prosper from each other.
This does not mean that the two will definitely be in tune with each other.
Zhang Guangmu doesn’t believe that every modern person can get along well with the ancients!
Besides, my behavior and temperament are not a good thing at first glance, so it is only natural that people should be on guard.
Zhang Guangmu suddenly had some expectations for this ancestral spirit who called himself Zhang Liang.
He stared at the other person, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and said in a calm tone: "How about you help me?"
Just being willing to do things for yourself is not enough, you have to show your true ability!
In fact, most of the historical celebrities in Zhongzhou are a bit immoral. If it were to be replaced by someone as orthodox as Zhuge Liang or Xun Yu, it would be really difficult to win over them at this stage.
Zhang Liang could wholeheartedly assist Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, who started as the pavilion chief of Sishui in Zuopei County, and he would not hide his talent under his command.
The first ancestral spirit smiled slightly, and immediately bowed his hands and said: "I have my wish, but I dare not ask for your ear."
The implication is: I don't dare to ask, this is my wish.
Look, people are so good at talking!
It sounds sincere, but in fact it is a common courtesy among the ancients.
After receiving the other party's reply, Zhang Guangmu didn't seem to be very happy. He exposed his shortcomings as soon as he opened his mouth: "There has been turmoil in the Divine Throne District recently. Summoners rise up every now and then and want to resist my rule."
At this point, his eyes became a little more domineering, and his tone also had a bit of arrogance: "Let's go! Let's suppress those restless guys now! Let me see your methods by the way!
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Although Zhang Liang did assassinate Qin Shihuang like Jing Ke, he never relied on force to survive in history!
Hearing this, the weak scholar-like Ancestral Spirit raised his lips and said, "No!"
Director Zhang Guangmu was very fickle and did whatever he said. Luo Zuan and Jiang Ling could only follow his will and cooperate with him.
Besides...
After Zhang Guangmu took on the role of a villain, he always gave people a sense of carelessness in doing things, but his decisions never made mistakes.
If the Xuanxian group wants to maintain stability and avoid collapse, the top priority is to deal with those summoners and ancestral spirits who want to take advantage of the chaos to separate themselves.
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There are still 3,000 nails left in the broken ship. The Xuanxian Group is now in a precarious situation, and its control over the area under control has declined, but the manpower and supervision channels are still there.
They didn't take action before because they lacked the power to make the final decision. Now Zhang Guangmu gave an order and the members of the Xuanxian Group quickly locked the target and quickly surrounded a factory in the southwest of the Shenzuo District.
"Everyone! Don't worry about the Xuanxian group!"
Ben Longman stood on the high platform with a loud voice and confidently comforted the rioters below: "I will protect everyone!"
His pale reassurance didn't seem to have much of an encouraging effect.
Although the frightened Yingzhou rioters were all armed with machetes, their faces were still pale and their eyes were wandering, as if they might run away at any time.
Ben Langman saw this and knew it clearly in his heart, but he didn't care.
His mission here is to stir up this group of people. Whether the riot succeeds or fails, it doesn't matter to him.
Ben Langman, who has Carthaginian blood, was lucky enough to become a summoner a few months ago and summoned the legendary ancestral spirit [Hannibal Barca] from the long river of history.
Not the famous ogre, Hannibal Barca was a famous Carthage general who killed more than 50,000 Roman troops at the cost of 6,000 casualties. Therefore, he was hailed by Westerners as the "Father of Strategy".
After transforming into an ancestral spirit, Hannibal Barca's combat power not only increased to the point where he could resist bullets with his body, he could even create a [Carthage Undead Special Defense Team] at any time to personally protect Ben Longman.
This undead special defense team does not have any offensive capabilities. In terms of defense alone, it can even block artillery shells!
Even when faced with members of the Xuanxian Group who were armed with live ammunition, Ben Langman did not worry about his own safety.
only……
The mission failed.
Ben Longman looked past the Yingzhou rioters below, looked into the distance, and couldn't help but sneer.
The people outside were all members of the Xuanxian group. These stupid guys actually thought they could take a step back and chose to stop.
It seems that they live a very happy life. They can have enough food and clothing, and are not hungry. They can live easily even if they don't have to work hard with their lives.
This place, ruled by the Xuanxian Group, is simply a place to play house like an amusement park!
What [Shenzuo Wushuang·Zhang Guangmu] is, is just a loser with a relatively big reputation.
Before Yingzhou transformed into the underworld, he could ignore the hail of bullets and kill gunmen with his bare hands. It was just a rumor.
Everyone said that Zhang Guangmu was cruel and cold-blooded, but Ben Langman thought this was just bragging.
No matter how cold-blooded Zhang Guangmu is, can he compare to the [Vicious Evil Dragon Yang Chi] and the Zhongzhou Ancestral Dragon standing next to him?
When looking at a person's character, Ben Longman will not look at what the other person said or how he was discussed, but only what he actually did!
What kind of person is Zhang Guangmu...
Just look at this group of God-like people who can easily be fed and clothed but are easily encouraged by themselves.
"Forget it, you bunch of garbage raised in a greenhouse, without being weathered by wind and rain, without the determination to work hard to achieve something, probably won't accomplish anything, and you won't even be of any use value."
Ben Longman was too lazy to keep up with this group of people, so he simply stopped covering up himself.
He looked down at everyone from a high position, his expression gradually became indifferent, and he clapped his hands.
Snap! Snap!
Threads of black smoke condensed into twenty dark human-shaped shadows around him.
A hint of sarcasm appeared on Ben Longman's lips: "The other side of kindness is weakness. For a ruler, kindness is a derogatory term..."
"Zhang Guangmu's kindness is your luck and your greatest misfortune!"
"It was his kindness and doting that pampered you, which led you to naively go to your death step by step."
Hearing this, the ubiquitous novices sent a barrage of question marks all over the sky.
The Yingzhou rioters below also reacted and retreated one after another.
It's a pity that the [One Qi] level Nether Qi Container is already the leader among this group of people. Compared with the ancestral spirits, their combat power is completely different. It is not an exaggeration to compare it with the Stone Age and the three industrial revolutions.
Ben Longman waved his hand, closed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "[Father of Strategy, Hannibal Barca], execute them."
At the command, twenty pitch-black figures slowly separated, and a man wearing armor and with long black curly hair slowly walked out.
He is tall and strong, has a cold and determined expression, and moves like the wind.
Without any unnecessary words, he just rushed into the crowd, transformed into a killing machine, and started a bloody storm.
In less than a minute, the ancestral spirit Hannibal Baca killed all the rioters.
The smell of blood spread, and the factory was dyed red.
Ben Langman shook his head and suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked in the direction of the rising sun and shouted loudly: "The supreme ruler of the God's Throne District, Zhang Guangmu!"
"Since you're already here, why don't you come out to see me?"
"Ha! That's right!"
"As an ordinary person, it is normal for you to be afraid of me as the ancestral spirit summoner."
However……
As soon as he finished speaking, something suddenly changed.
The wind howled shrilly, and a sandstorm came from nowhere and swept across the entire factory.
In an instant, it seemed as if the entire sky was dyed golden by endless gravel.