Warlock War

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Wang Xu, who is proficient in micro-expressions, has been staring at the spy who is "fainting" on the stretcher. When he noticed that the spy's right eyelid was slightly beating twice, Wang Xu smiled clearly and said: I'm going! You are pretending to be dizzy! It seems that the possibility of this being a true spy is almost zero. He is 100% a bait sent by Towns Wharton to catch him!

When the fake spy was carried by Rebecca's four men on a stretcher to the front and back of his eyes, Wang Xu turned his head to look at the shadow, and made a nuisance toward the fake spy in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know?"

Shadow was so old that he didn't say a word, but shook his head slightly. Obviously, he didn't want to startle the fake spies who hadn't opened his eyes, to prevent him from jumping the wall and committing suicide. If so, there would be no drama to sing. [Love ↑Go to △Small↓Speak △Net WwW.AiQu]

"I'll hit..." After receiving the signal from Shadow's response, Wang Xu fiercely lifted his right foot and stamped it on the fake spy's chest. As Wang Xu used too much force, he directly lay down the fake spy. The stretcher I was holding was torn apart.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The fake spy was stomped internally by Wang Xu. The ribs were broken, and the ribs pierced the lobe of the lung, causing internal bleeding. Therefore, the fake spy began to cough on the ground while clutching his chest. One side spurted blood.

The four elf warriors who had originally carried the stretcher looked at Wang Xu with horror in their eyes. They didn't understand very much. It's okay, why Prince Molio stamped the wounded man's chest.

"You go back, there is nothing to do with you here..." Rebecca waved to the four soldiers who were carrying the stretcher and sent them away.

The four fighters were full of doubts, accepted the order, turned around and left.

"It hurts, just know it hurts." Wang Xu once again moved out of his red sandalwood master chair, sat next to the fake spy, leaned over and stared at him who was still struggling on the ground, and warned: "Now, I ask you, you To answer, if you don’t answer, then I’ll break your rib, and if you understand what I’m saying, nod your head."

After Wang Xu finished speaking, he was waiting for the fake spy’s response. However, the fake spy ignored Wang Xu’s warning and violently pulled out a short steel dagger from his waist and pointed it towards his own heart. The stabbed up.

With a crisp "ding...", Berg Baker took a quick step forward, kicking away the dagger in the hands of the fake spy, and then there were two more sounds, Berg Baker. Inspired by Wang Xu's behavior just now, he directly smashed the two wrists of the fake spy with his feet and completely lost his ability to commit suicide.

A hoarse scream of "Ah...", the fake spy who was originally rolling on the ground, after being trampled on by Berg Baker broke two wrists, directly danced on the ground, if it weren't for his hideous expression Wang Xu thought that he was a street dancer in front of him.

"Good job!" Wang Xu encouraged Berg Baker, and then cast his admiring glance at him. In fact, even if Berg Baker didn't do anything, Wang Xu still prevented the fake spies from committing suicide. Ge Baker didn't make a move, so, it is very likely that Wang Xu used the Space Blade to cut off the fake spy's arms.

After being praised by Wang Xu, Berg Baker saluted Wang Xu indifferently. Then, he leaned over and grabbed the fake spy by the collar and lifted him directly.

The fake spy didn’t give up, so he raised his foot and kicked Berg Baker’s head. Now, he annoyed Berg Baker. Berg Baker raised his free left hand with a handful of engraved dark flowers in his hand. The bronze dagger of Xia smashed the ligament on the fake spy’s leg twice.

Seeing that the legs of the fake spy who were still fluttering just now, they fell weakly.

Berg Baker glared at the fake spy fiercely, then lifted the dagger in his left hand and shook it in front of the fake spy's eyes, and stabbed the dagger directly on the knee of the fake spy's right leg.

There was another earth-shattering howl of "Ah...", the fake spy rolled his eyes and passed out after trembling in pain for a long time.

"Papa, papa, papa..." After bulging his palms twice, Wang Xu gave Berg Baker a thumbs-up. Then, Wang Xu used wooden Taoism to summon a thick wooden stake. , Threw a long rope to Berg Baker, and then told Berg Baker: "Tie him and wake him up with salt water, hum, hum..."

Hearing Wang Xu’s orders to do cruel things while still humming a little tune, Shadow Shadow, also a captive, said softly with emotion: "Fortunately, I was sent by your father, not by your enemy. People, or maybe, I would be so miserable..."

"It’s good to know," Hearing Shadow’s emotional voice, Wang Xu glanced at him slantingly, and said quietly: "Actually, you are smart, so you just surrendered to me. Otherwise, I'm still going to try my new one on you. The weapon, that new weapon, will definitely make you unforgettable, oh, maybe, after I use the new weapon, your life will end at that moment, huh, huh..."

Listening to Wang Xu's breathtakingly cruel laughter, in an instant, behind Shadow Shadow, a wave of cold sweat gushed out, and after a few seconds, the back of his night walker was soaked with sweat. .

Finally, with the cooperation of Berg Baker and Rebecca, who had a good liking for each other, the fake spy, whose hands and feet had been scrapped, was tied to a wooden stake. Then, as ordered by Wang Xu, Catwoman Ji Lill brought a bucket of salted water, and she gave the bucket to Berg Baker.

With a sound of "Wow..." Berg Baker poured a bucket of salt water on the fake spy who was covered in wounds, and howled with a "Ah...", this time it was a fake spy who was really fainted. Knife-cutting, he woke up in the extreme tingling sensation of the salt water invading the wound. After waking up, he screamed in the constant struggle.

"Don't shout, it's useless," Wang Xu squinted and stared at the fake spy in front of him, and shouted coldly, "Quickly, what's your name?"

"Graj..." The fake spy said his name in a feeble voice~www.readwn.com~ After a glance at the fake spy's dodge his own gaze, Wang Xu understood that the name he reported was 100% fake.

"Um... I'll tell you something," Wang Xu smiled coldly at the fake spy, and said, "I have an undead magic saint here. You can commit suicide, but I can still get information from your body. Yes, whether you say it or not, I can know everything."

With that, Wang Xu winked at Zana next to him. After receiving Wang Xu’s hint, Zana waved, and a gorgeously dressed vampire prince stood directly on the ground. It was a high-level undead creature. It is impossible to summon a normal necromancer.

"I am a spy sent by the Elf King, why are you killing me?" The fake spy began to quibble.

"Let's come to this one..." Wang Xu sneered, and raised his left hand to scratch his chin. This set of actions was a signal to Yaheng Baker.

After receiving Wang Xu’s signal, Yaheng Baker performed a happy appearance. While running towards Wang Xu, he shouted: "Good news, Downs Wharton is dead..." (to be continued) .) For mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.