Elf Dark Insect Master

In the end, Wutong got what he wanted, and he was a little disappointed. .shusvip.

If possible, he would like to see these villagers uphold the good sense of morality that humans should have, and stick together to protect each other, instead of pushing others out for themselves.

"Little girl, give me a kiss and I'll let your mother go with me, so you don't have to be separated. How about that?"

The black-haired boy didn't care at all about the dirty seven or eight-year-old girl who had a lot of dust on her body, then lifted her up and smiled with squinting eyes.

"Pooh!"

The little girl didn't give any face at all, and even actually spit.

Wutong was not frightened, but her mother was frightened.

But the black-haired boy didn't pay attention, and just waited for him to do it, put the little girl down, and then raised his fingers towards her mother.

"Come here, even if you kiss my face with saliva, it is considered a kiss. You can follow me to attack the next village. As for the others... Peeping Tom, you stay in this village with the lock picker and take care of it. them."

After Wutong finished speaking, he stood there and meditated for more than ten seconds, completely ignoring the people around him. He even ignored the mother's gratitude and words of gratitude.

He actually knew where those who were hiding were. I also know that those who are hiding are mostly children.

Ten seconds later, under the fear and anxiety of these people, including his own men, he spoke again.

"You should keep an eye on them here first and cover their eyes with cloth. If there are any injuries, treat them quickly."

These villagers were nervous, but they were unable to resist, because they didn't think they could defeat those ratas and trumpet peckers, let alone the several terrifying elves around that person.

indeed.

A single puff of the fire moth from the sycamore tree burned a house to the ground. Even ordinary people living in the elf world, even if there were several households with elves in the village, how could they resist?

Among the villagers who were detained in the open space of this village, there were only four children under the age of fourteen, which was too few.

So within twenty minutes, a total of eleven children gathered in the largest house in the village.

Among them, the little girl from before must be included.

She couldn't spit now because her mother was holding her tightly.

People's hearts are a bit delicate. This little girl's mother, no matter whether she was a good person or a bad person before, or how kind or evil she was, it is hard not to be disappointed after experiencing that scene.

In that extremely disappointing situation, I was forced to hand over the child.

Then, Wutong gave her hope again, so that she would not have to be separated from her daughter, and she felt strangely grateful to the black-haired boy.

In her simple mind, those villagers were more hateful than this black-haired boy.

"What's your name?"

The mother was a little confused as to why the black-haired boy could find these children so easily, and she didn’t understand the reason for gathering them. However, when she heard the black-haired boy’s question, she immediately replied with some fear: “Matai, sir. , my name is Matai."

Matai hesitated for a moment, then looked at her daughter without hiding the love in her eyes, and then said: "My daughter's name is Manon."

"Yeah, it's a nice name. It sounds nice."

Wutong nodded and ignored them. He only looked at the group of children in front of him who were some crying, some noisy, and some curious.

In this house, besides them, there is a young man and woman, a brother and sister, who are the protectors hiding with these children in the basement of a big house.

But these children, plus them, couldn't resist the power of the elves.

On Wutong's side, in addition to the mother and daughter surnamed Ma, there are also two thugs, Dali and Bald.

Dali is strong and muscular, with a bald head and a ferocious face. He is not particularly strong, but he is definitely qualified to scare ordinary people. He is just a little gangster.

In addition to these humans, as for the elves, there were four rattas and three trumpet peckers. Following him were the sun elves and the wind speed dogs, standing on one left and one on the right.

"You, take this, this, this, this, and this out and hand them over to their parents in the open space over there."

Wutong pointed at the young man with a bruised nose and face and asked him to work.

He glared at the black-haired boy, but the wind-speed dog took a step forward and narrowed its triangular eyes. The young man was suddenly startled and looked aggrieved and humiliated, but he could only start to do as the black-haired boy said.

Wutong asked the young people to take away the youngest ones.

Children are ignorant.

That's true. He's only a few years old and doesn't know much. He doesn't even find it interesting to tease her.

So those who stayed looked to be at least seven years old.

"Matai, leave Manon behind first. Go out and call over the parents of the children left here. Let's wait together outside the door. Do you understand?"

The black-haired boy turned his head and spoke calmly to the middle-aged woman.

Marta looked at her daughter reluctantly, but still understood that she didn't have the courage to refuse, so she could only do as she was told.

Next, there is simple intimidation.

First, give these children a slight mental shock to "calm down."

"Children, do you love your parents? I think so. You also know that I am the big bad guy, right? Yes, I am the big bad guy, so now I want you all to eat something. If you don't eat, I won’t beat you either, I will beat your parents to death or kill them, just like you usually crush grasshoppers and bugs, okay?”

After Wutong said with a smile, another child cried. The veins on his forehead were beating. He felt that the naughty child was really annoying!

"Go, feed them all."

Wutong didn't bother to say anything more, so he roughly took out a bunch of things wrapped in cloth. They were black balls, and no one knew what they were.

"grown ups……"

"Prince Mori..."

Dali and Baldhead spoke at the same time. Even though they were considered criminals, it was only now that they realized that compared to this black-haired boy, they were as docile as sheep.

"Oh? So you want to eat it, or you want to change your position and feel what it's like to be a villager? Forget it, maybe you can't stand it, and if you become kind, you really want to be a villager, then I'll change In short, since you are asking for mercy, if you don’t feed them now, then we will eat them for dinner, what do you think?”

Wutong's words made them swallow all their thoughts. Self-preservation was more important at the moment, and they didn't want to hurt these children because of their bad words.

After feeding, the village parents of these children came.

Wutong walked out, stared at them directly, and said: "Your children were fed a poison pill by me. It is a poison specially used to control people in my country. You must take the antidote once a month, otherwise you will I'll let you talk to them for a while, and then I'll take away the three biggest ones.

The rest of you, the people who want to help me and manage these villages, if anyone wants to escape or tell the news, there is no antidote, and there is nothing I can do. After all, the antidote is to wait for their poison to take effect. When the time comes, it will be temporarily allocated.

When I come back here, if you try your best and someone escapes or informs you, I'm not that cruel and I won't blame you, but if you let me know that there are people who fail to manage your fellow villagers because they are lazy or soft-hearted, then Don't blame me for being cruel? "

At this point, Wutong knew that it was basically stable.

Divide and intimidate, that's all.

In Wutong's view, the nature of this behavior can all be attributed to the overseas colonial behavior of powerful countries during the development of capital, the Age of Discovery, and the World War.

There is still one step left to divide the natives in the colony and let them take care of themselves. When Wutong comes back next time, he will let them see the light of day, let their last inner resistance collapse, and make them think that obeying him will lead to a better life. A better life before.