Supreme pardon

No one can survive on this street. Even if you haven't seen people using supernatural powers, you must have heard of them.

And the middle-aged man still refused to speak up until this time, presumably because he was afraid of revenge in the future.

There was a murderous look in Wenren Jue's eyes, and the dagger was about to cut deep into the man's neck. The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed it, and shouted: "It's ice, and the ability is ice!"

"Ice?" Zhu Ge followed and squatted down. He manipulated the soil to surge up, so that the middle-aged man could speak without so much effort. Just now, in order to guard against people, he and two other earth-type superhumans have been manipulating the soil of this land boundary. , During the process of being questioned, the middle-aged man gradually buried the mud in his chest.

"It's ice. I've heard people say that with a wave of Qinglong's hand, the entire building was frozen, and everyone inside died!"

"Is it so scary?" Wu Mingzhe approached with a few people behind him, "We have also fought against ice-type supernatural beings. Although it is difficult to guard against, it does not seem to have such great power."

Once they were attacked on the plain, among them were ice-type supernatural beings. Those layers of ice spread silently on the ground, entangled people and shattered them.

"Even if it's ice-type abilities, there will be differences between them in terms of strength, weakness, and type." Liu Qinghe looked solemnly, looked at Wenren Jue, who had no fluctuations, and said, "Should we still go?"

"There is no food left on this street." Wen Renjue got up, leaving the middle-aged man to others to control.

He nodded to Zhu Ge, and a group of people walked to the side to discuss.

"We can't deal with such terrifying supernatural beings," Jiang Wei said worriedly: "For food, we may go to other streets to try our luck."

"You should have listened to what the four-eyed boy said. You might be able to find food only in the streets you walk in. People in the same area as them probably don't have much to eat."

There wasn't much trash thrown down by Interstellar last time, and even less trash fell on their outer streets, and there wasn't much food to be found among them.

In addition, some food that I managed to save before was snatched away by a few scattered "monsters" who came from nowhere.

"How about we try another street?" Zhu Ge hesitated.

Wen Renjue moved his neck, without much expression on his face, "Change another one? Go further in, which street will have weaker people?"

They weren't really intimidated by the middle-aged man's words, but because they were so forced to meet anyone on this street that they had to work together to take it down. I'm not sure what kind of people I'll meet.

"Wenren, do you mean to continue walking?"

"Ah."

"Then we don't necessarily have to find the strongest person, right?" Jiang Weiwei suggested, "We just need to get familiar with the surrounding situation and find food. It's best if we can avoid it."

Wen Renjue said indifferently, "Although there are many people on the move, the division of the street represents strength. This is a royal district without strata, and it can be said to be a royal district with the most distinct classes. If we want to be on this street If you want to gain a firm foothold in the world, you will have to face many prying eyes, so it is better to be in place in one step."

"You mean to kill chickens to scare monkeys?" Zhu Ge understood, "You want to kill the strongest person on this street, so that others will not dare to act rashly against us?"

Wen Renjue nodded.

Zhu Ge took a deep breath, "But you have to do what you can, right?"

"Word rumors are always more exaggerated." Wen Renjue insisted on his opinion.

A group of people froze.

Wei Duan said in his mind: "The group of people who learned to do missions in the past listened to you, but now facing the environment that really threatens them, it is still a question of whether they can continue to obey you."

Wen Renjue was silent.

Zhu Ge and the others have formed the habit of obeying him, but in the end, in the eyes of this group of people, he Wenren is just a gang boss. Although the Zhanchi Gang now has a certain influence on the black road, in the eyes of this group of family children, he is still the leader of the gang. Can't get on the stage, whether to really put his life and death in his hands, right now is the right choice.

So he was not in a hurry, and even looked forward to it.

He expected Zhu Ge and others to leave after scolding him, and also expected these people to use him and abandon him.

He kept saying that he couldn't abandon any of his companions, but it didn't hurt his own interests.

Back then, Xiang Yang was also vocal about justice, but what happened in the end?Family love and bloodlines can't match my own desire to survive. Although in many cases betrayal seems to be a rational choice, in the end, so many excuses for exercising justice in this world are just to appease myself.

Wen Renjue couldn't figure out his own psychology.

He hoped that Zhu Ge and others could obey him, so that he could train these people as much as possible in the days to come, and when he returned to the Eastern Continent, these people could become powerful pawns in his hands.

But on the other hand, he is looking forward to seeing this group of people betray each other, give up the so-called persistence and morality, and surrender to the rules and cruelty of the world he has come into contact with like countless people he has encountered in his life.

Dyed the color he knew and knew.

Shuyi's persistence, Zhu Ge and others' naive companionship, these are things that he doesn't understand and feel strange.

He looks forward to these differences, but looks at them with a destructive mentality, hoping that these differences can be easily destroyed, so that he does not have to understand and contact them.

Aware of his complex psychology, he waited for Zhu Ge and others' decision in a way that was both guiding and letting nature take its course.

"Huh~" Exhaling a breath, Zhu Ge and Wu Mingzhe looked at each other with a smile, and said with a little helplessness: "I thought that we would have different opinions, but I didn't expect it so soon."

Looking up at the other standing people, Zhu Ge said seriously: "I discussed with Mingzhe that there must be an absolute leader in such an environment. When we encounter a crisis, we can't stop to argue and discuss like we are now. .”

"Well, you're right..." Liu Qinghe agreed, "I absolutely can't do it, no matter who you choose, I agree."

This was a kind of statement, and Jiang Wei followed suit: "Zhu Ge, you have had the most ideas since you were young, and I am willing to listen to your opinions."

"I can't do it," Zhu Ge said about himself without any embarrassment. "Although I have trained a lot with the family, you all know that I have not made much progress. When it comes to how to survive in a chaotic environment, I don't think anyone can compare with me. Wenren knows better, so I recommend Wenren."

"Wen Ren is the vice president of our society, and other people also trust him. What they want is our unity." Wu Mingzhe looked at Wen Ren Jue, and said with a little deep meaning: "Compared to us, Han Shu's group must be I am more willing to trust people who hear me."

Although the society is united, there is a gap between the members of good family background and ordinary family members, and Wenren has a good relationship with them because of their approval. In the hearts of the members, Wenren has always been very reliable.

"Then it's settled." Zhu Ge finally confirmed.

Everyone nodded.

Wen Renjue didn't agree right away, he put one hand into his trouser pocket and suddenly turned around and left.

Zhu Ge and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what was going on, but seeing the direction the person was going, they still followed.

The middle-aged man has been pulled out of the soil, and he is fawning over seven or eight students guarding him.

Wen Renjue was still a dozen steps away from the person, and suddenly raised his hand and fired.

The shot was aimed at the forehead of the middle-aged man, interrupting his sudden movement.

Gunshots rang out, but no blood spattered out. The middle-aged man took a few steps back. Before Zhu Ge and the others could open their mouths, they heard screams from members of the academy in front of him.

The middle-aged man who was normal just now, facing them, suddenly lost his human appearance.

The body is normal, but the mouth occupies most of the face.

In the exaggerated red mouth, a half-meter-long tongue hanging down is now swinging left and right, and thick yellow liquid drips drop by drop.

The man gave a weird laugh, rolled his tongue and flung it away, and the bullet Wen Ren Jue fired just now was thrown onto the old billboard beside him.

"What is this, a monster with a long tongue?" Zhu Ge endured his disgust, seeing that there were only two slender eyes left on the man's face, and the other parts were occupied by a big grinning mouth.

"Is it a toad?" Liu Qinghe frowned, just seeing the yellow liquid dripping from the person's tongue "burn" to the ground, he knew that this supernatural person in front of him was not easy to mess with.

"Back!" Wen Renjue decisively ordered.

The first team surrounding the middle-aged man dispersed immediately, and Han Shu felt lingering fear when he passed by Wenren Jue, "Thank you."

If that shot hadn't interrupted the middle-aged man's sudden attack, he might have been rolled by his tongue by now, and he wondered what would happen.

Wen Renjue was not in a hurry to be attacked, he gestured for the three teams to stand in formation.

"sizzle"

The middle-aged man can be seen laughing by his straight and trembling arms, but because of the changes in his face and the fleshy lumps all over his body, a man without a human figure has long been unable to make a human laugh.

He looked at Wen Ren Jue and the others viciously and contemptuously, flicking his tongue to the left and right.

"Earth system, build an earth wall."

Wen Renjue issued the first order, followed by shouting: "Fire element, prepare to attack."

"Great, God observes."

Fighting in this kind of place, it is also important to guard against other people.

"Those who can fight in close quarters, watch out for his tongue and liquid, follow me!"

With the last order, Wen Renjue rushed towards the middle-aged man together with Wu Mingzhe and other people who could fight in close quarters.

The clothes on the upper body have been shredded, and the middle-aged man is now like a human venom injector. As Wen Renjue and others approached, the protruding flesh on his body was constantly shooting out liquid.

The earth-type supernatural beings covered it in time, but it was different from the splashed liquid just now. The destructive power of this impacting "liquid flow" was increased several times, and the slightly thinner soil was quickly penetrated.

Everyone else was busy dodging, only Wen Renjue and Wu Mingzhe successfully approached the middle-aged man.

Before the attack just now, Wu Mingzhe took a machete from his companion, cooperated with Wenren Jue, and slashed at the middle-aged man's back.

Wen Renjue squatted down, but the blue dagger aimed at the middle-aged man's calf.

"There is an interval between the liquid sprayed by each protrusion, about five to six seconds."

This is what someone shouted when they rushed up, Wu Mingzhe kept this in mind, and immediately dodged to avoid it.

Wen Ren Jue's attack also failed, he had already discovered that the middle-aged man's weakness was his lower body.

It's a pity that the other party's tongue can make up for this very well. Wenren Jue's dagger stabbed, but was blocked by the tongue. Although a hole was cut, the force of the tongue had to make him retreat. After all, this liquid From the part of the knife body that disappeared from Wu Mingzhe's hands, you can get a glimpse of its corrosive ability.

The two of them backed away, but the middle-aged man naturally refused to give way, he was about to catch up with his tongue.

Fortunately, all the fireballs expanding above the head fell down.

Along with the earthen wall rising from the ground, a strong light suddenly shone on the middle-aged man.

"what!"

I don't know if it was because of the fireball or the light, but the middle-aged man whose legs were entwined by the water flow on the ground let out a miserable cry.

"Wind Element, take it away!" The earthen wall protecting Wen Ren Jue was scattered, and after looking at the scene, Wen Ren Jue yelled to the right.

The short young man who had been prepared for a long time was still a little nervous, closed his eyes and raised his palms.

A wind gathered above his head, quickly circling into a "wind dragon" and whizzing towards the stumbling middle-aged man.

Pull the person from the ground to the air, and after flying to a certain height, the wind dissipates and the person falls down.

The sea of ​​flames on the ground had been waiting for a long time, and the middle-aged man was swallowed by the flames before he could make any other movements. When he rushed out like a fireball, the big tree beside him shook as if it had come to life, and the branches stretched like the "arms" of monsters , grabbed the middle-aged man and slammed it to the ground, and then threw it up again.

"Soil cone!" Wen Renjue's face was calm, and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him during the command interval.

Zhu Ge and other earth-type supernatural beings cooperated tacitly to condense sharp earth thorns on the ground. Liu Qinghe controlled the tree and directly "pierced" the dizzy middle-aged man on it.

The expressions of the two young men who quietly watched the audience changed.

One of them whispered strangely: "My dear mother, where did so many people come out, have you seen it?"

"No."

"Damn it, this coordination doesn't give people enough time to react..."

"What's up?"

"Run... run quickly!"

The two of them were ready to dodge, they heard the movement not far away and were going to come to pick up some bargains, but they didn't want to die like this.

"Does it look good?" Wen Renjue suddenly smiled and raised his voice.

Zhu Ge and the others were staring at the middle-aged man, who was vomiting blood because of the soil cone passing through his chest.

Hearing this inexplicable question, several people were stunned for a while, and turned to look, only to find that Wenren didn't look at them at all.

The man was looking sideways at the rear, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth.

And Jiang Weiwei, who had been hovering in the sky for more than ten minutes, also landed at this moment, staring in that direction with full of vigilance.