Elf Dark Insect Master

At noon, Wutong fed his escaped prisoners and elves before setting off again. This time, there were two more people in the team and one less person. .xssodu.

"Prince Mori, is it really okay if we keep our pockmarked faces in the castle?"

"These two guys are walking too slowly."

This time, the two more in the team were a pair of children of the original castle owner, and the one less in the team was one of Wutong's men.

After hearing the questions from his men, Wutong smiled and said no more explanations.

"Any problem is the same as for women. As long as you find the right key, you can easily open the lock and use your brain to think about it."

By the afternoon, a small village with more than 20 households was captured.

The slightly more difficult process probably involved a few villagers who escaped quickly. With the help of the elves raised in their village, Wutong had to chase the furthest one for several kilometers before catching him back to the village.

In the open space of the village, these villagers were detained together. There were nearly a hundred people of all sizes.

The seven escaped prisoners, with their respective leader elves, surrounded the place to ensure that whoever dared to escape would be in trouble.

The children of the original castle owner were left aside to watch.

As the talker here, Wutong walked around dozens of times in front of the crowd without saying a word.

When the first person finally wanted to speak, he suddenly spoke in advance and interrupted the other person.

Wutong was facing them, his eyes narrowed and he smiled, looking like an innocent boy. He just smiled and asked: "The first question, the village chief, or the most useful person in the village right now, please stand up."

These people looked at each other, and finally an old man with gray hair stood up and stood up tremblingly with his walking stick.

boom!

The black-haired boy directly raised his leg and kicked the old man back to the ground.

Whoa!

Suddenly, several young people glared and shouted angrily, standing up to do something.

"Stop it all!"

Before Wutong's men could call the elves to suppress the scene, the old man got up, unexpectedly uninjured.

Because when he was about to hit the ground, an invisible force gave him a lift. In fact, he was not injured. He was just kicked, which hurt a bit. However, the old man quickly stopped the impulsive young men in the village.

"Wrong answer, the correct answer is...me!"

Wutong had just asked Yang Xue to support him. He wasn't going to bully the old man, he was just having a show first.

"Now, I am the most useful speaker in your village. Anyone who disobeys will be beaten. Do you understand?"

Wutong was in a hurry, so he had to use some means to conquer the people in this village as soon as possible.

There is a royal way, there is an evil way, and there is also a tyrannical way.

Wutong didn't have time to play the kingly way slowly, so he could only be evil and domineering.

"Second question, I know there are still people hiding in your village, and I'm too lazy to search. Now I will do it dozens of times. Within ten seconds, one of you had better be willing to report it. Otherwise, if it goes out, I will randomly select One, make dinner for these elves and my men tonight, isn’t that a good idea?”

As soon as these words were said, these villagers were trembling with fear.

Man-eating demon!

But Wutong didn't care. He only counted ten slowly. Someone wanted to speak, but the person next to him covered his mouth. Looking at that person, he looked like a lazy middle-aged man, commonly known as a loser.

He didn't care and didn't even let him say it.

Ten times later, Wutong pointed at a little girl who was held tightly in a woman's arms.

"It's just this little one, let her come out on her own, or should I help?"

It's too much!

Some hot-blooded young men who were obviously injured were ready to fight again. As soon as they stood up, they were hit by a series of seeds under their feet. The seeds penetrated directly through the ground.

In mid-air, a group of trumpet peckers appeared, and one of them "shut up." They didn't care if humans were hurt or killed, and they weren't the same kind.

However, the woman just suddenly hugged the little girl and kowtowed to the black-haired boy, who was already like a devil in their eyes, so hard that blood came out after a few blows.

Then, she couldn't kneel down anymore.

"Okay, it's okay to let your daughter go."

The black-haired boy smiled. The beautiful purple elf next to him had fur shining extremely beautifully in the sunset. The ruby-like crystals on its forehead shone brightly. It was its super power that controlled the woman's actions.

"If the little girl doesn't come out on her own, and you won't let go, then I'll change my goal. This time I'll randomly pick ten people to follow me and leave here. If I pick one person at a time, I should be able to last for a few days."

With just this sentence, women understand what the human heart is.

Some people were silent, some were distressed, and some were watching, but there were already some people, especially those with children, who should be the most considerate of middle-aged women, and all of them loudly criticized the middle-aged woman, or begged her hard.

But the meaning, without exception, is for her to sacrifice her daughter in exchange for the safety of more people.

What will happen in the end?

The black-haired boy still had a smile on his face, like a mask, because his eyes were cold.

At this time, in the eyes of the escaped prisoners he brought out and the children of the original castle owner, this black-haired boy no longer looked like a prince, but more like a demon crawling out of hell in human skin. Words have forced the people of this village to this point.

The kind-hearted fat man wanted to persuade him, but his sister, the ordinary-looking but good-looking daughter of the former castle, quickly covered his mouth, for fear that this idiot would anger the devil and make the two of them instead. Became a scapegoat.

In fact, Wutong's thoughts were not complicated. On the contrary, he just used this method to break down these people's defenses.

All kinds of strategies, the most important thing is to attack the heart.

As long as you succeed in making these people feel that they have fallen and their hands are dirty, you only need to push them again and make them start to do even one bad thing to their own people and compatriots.

Just one piece!

They will have countless follow-up excuses. They don’t need Wutong to push them anymore. They will start walking on their own, walking fast, running, and running wildly, using more excuses to convince themselves to do more bad things to satisfy their desires. .

But Wutong, from beginning to end, never intended to kill anyone, or even to make anyone disabled.

In his opinion, these people and elves are property and cannot be wasted.

As for bad?

Wutong knew that no matter how bad he was, he would just attack the castle and the village normally and say a few words.

He gave these people a choice.

If these people can insist on the righteous side of human nature, then Wutong really has nothing to do. He doesn't have the time to influence them with royal methods. He will definitely give up this path and stop embarrassing them.

So now, the basis for what he will do next is actually the choice of these people.

Their destiny has always been in their hands.

It's just that they don't know.

Wutong used appearances to deceive them, telling them that in order to escape, they might push the people around them to hell, but they didn't know that the opposite was true.