The system is the king of the counterattack master

After a long speech, the little prophet slapped him back with a single sentence.

"Even if you have evidence, what's the point of your words if you look at the people around you?" What's more, what the little prophet said next made Han Xiaodong even more powerless to refute.

Looking around, Han Xiaodong suddenly lost interest when he saw those believers lying on the ground with their buttocks sticking out like grave bags.

Now this group of people can no longer be called brainwashed, they have simply been brainwashed, so no matter how clever and convincing his reasoning is, it doesn't make any sense.

"You won." Han Xiaodong spread his hands. In this situation, he could only admit that what he did was completely meaningless.

"Don't you think this is very good?" The little prophet showed a winner's smile, his brows filled with complacency: "This world doesn't need so many people who can think.

Look at ants and bees, they have very low intelligence, but they have created a huge world; look at monkeys and wolves, they are also social animals, but they can only eat and sleep in the forest and wilderness.

The world needs order, and only order can create miracles. All individuals should be the hands and feet of wise men, so as long as there are a few wise men who know how to think, it will be fine.

Too many individuals who know how to use their brains will only bring about greater chaos. If you don’t believe me, look outside. Outside this temple, what exactly have those chaotic individuals brought to this world?There's only devastation, isn't it? "

Han Xiaodong didn't refute, or rather, he didn't bother to refute. Some truths are called truth because he is irrefutable.

For example, the earth revolves around the sun, and the moon revolves around the earth. There are countless evidences to prove that this is true. Whoever denies this can judge that there is something wrong with the most basic level of intelligence of this person.

But some truths are not so clear, everyone has their own opinion, as the Minor Prophet said, outside this mosque.

Humans have indeed created a lot of chaos. They destroyed the splendid civilization that lasted for thousands of years. They disrupted the peaceful life of ordinary people. They even brought unrest to the world like a malignant sore.

Similarly, on the other hand, the splendid civilization outside is also built by human beings. Most people in this world yearn for peace and stability in their hearts.

And all the righteous people are working hard to quell the disputes and resolve the chaos. The root cause of the chaos is precisely the few people that the little prophet said.

So the little prophet sounds like a completely irrefutable truth, but from Han Xiaodong's perspective, it becomes a completely unreasonable heresy.

However, is there any point in arguing about this now?

He glanced around the motionless believers lying on the ground again, with a straight face, and asked seriously: "Whether it is the order decided by the few, or the chaos created by the majority, I will ask you, what is the current situation?" In this situation, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say?"

Little Prophet didn't expect that Han Xiaodong would ask such a question. He was still reasoning, but the other party suddenly changed his style of painting and started playing hooligans.

This was supposed to be his line, but the other party snatched it, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

At this time, Han Xiaodong had an impatient expression on his face. He was not trying to be reasonable at all, and now he was just returning to the topic.

"Violence doesn't solve all..."

Bang!
A burst of fire shot into the sky, directly interrupting the words of the little prophet, and punched a hole in the roof of the mosque.

"The same reason cannot solve all problems."

Han Xiaodong lightly brushed his shoulders, although none of the dust that fell from the sky landed on him: "Tell me where are those missing people?"

What happened today made him very upset. From the moment he set foot on this land, he felt uneasy, and now he has to argue with a group of non-human beings about what form human beings should exist. This really makes him depressed, but The more depressed he is, the more rational he will behave, which is completely different from him a few years ago.

"You won't get anything." Seeing Han Xiaodong's attitude, the little prophet knew that following the established routine, he would not be able to play.

But he still refused to show weakness. After all, the god above only said that this was a person worth recruiting, but he didn't tell him how strong this person was.

Before Han Xiaodong made another attack, the bearded man beside the Prophet had rushed up, and the Prophet retreated under the protection of another guard and guide.

The bearded man swung his fist at Han Xiaodong. His skin was brown, but his fist was black, like burnt charcoal.

Han Xiaodong had noticed this strange phenomenon for a long time, and he naturally guessed that his fists should have undergone special training.

Seeing that the fist was approaching, he naturally wouldn't take it hard. He dodged around, walked around behind the bearded man with strange steps, and went straight to the little prophet.

The bearded man punched to no avail, and was immediately startled by Han Xiaodong's pace, but he reacted very quickly, almost at the moment when he missed nothing, he quickly turned around and chased after him again, punching Han Xiaodong in the back again.

His moves are extremely simple, but the strong wind he brings can be felt a meter away. The big fist is not like flesh at all, but more like a solid hammer, swinging it like a tiger.

Han Xiaodong relied on his light steps and planned to use his agility to shake off his beard. Unexpectedly, this big man was not only powerful, but also very fast.

Even relying on his height and long legs, even when he was behind, he caught up with Han Xiaodong in a few strides and launched a second attack.

He estimated in his heart that with his own air shield, it is not impossible to forcefully receive a punch to the back of the heart, but doing so would expose his strength. After all, his air shield was upgraded again under Saturn's taunt .

Therefore, the only person who knows his strength best now is Saturn of the Ark, and Saturn has already died. Judging from the manpower brought by this little prophet, Han Xiaodong is at least [-]% sure that they know his own strength well. Not comprehensive.

Han Xiaodong didn't want to reveal his full abilities so early, not to mention that he is still some distance away from the little prophet. If the other party finds out the difference in strength, it will be troublesome to wake up the "grave bags" all over the floor and rush forward .

So, he simply spread out again, dodged the second punch lightly, and sprinted with all his strength, heading straight for the little prophet.

I'm afraid that the bearded man has never met an opponent like Han Xiaodong in his life. It's not that he has never met an opponent who can't catch a move, but he doesn't even hit him face to face, jumping up and down and jumping over him directly. For nothing, but in his pursuit to attack the great prophet he wants to protect.

With such an opponent, the bearded man suddenly became angry for no reason after being unable to hit him with several attacks. He struggled with his feet, looked at Han Xiaodong's direction, and jumped up on the spot, drawing an arc like a mortar shell. , ran towards him and smashed down.

This jump is really amazing, or in other words, it has surpassed the scope of human beings. Han Xiaodong has only seen insects such as locusts in documentaries, which can display such an amazing jumping ability.

The jump not only didn't affect the bearded man's pursuit speed, but actually helped him accelerate, making it inevitable for Han Xiaodong who saw this scene to fight.

Although it was a battle, Han Xiaodong still didn't have the idea of ​​directly confronting the bearded man, but erected six thick earth walls densely on the trajectory of his sprint.

A series of cracking sounds resounded throughout the temple, and finally, a black fist smashed through, and the last earthen wall erected in front of Han Xiaodong stopped in front of him.