The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 154 Stockholm Syndrome

"If you don't want black violence and bloodshed to happen, I suggest you obediently knock me out." Wu Xie said with a smile, with a calm expression and a cold black gold short knife, no matter how you look at it, Wu Xie is the most lethal one.

"Don't listen to him, anyway, it's either you or me. We would rather be killed by him than let him go." Said a man in the lead.

The people around, who were originally intimidated by Wu Xie's powerful aura, became ready to move again because of the man's words. Wu Xie knew that persuasion was useless. He held a black short knife in one hand, with a sad expression on his face. With a look, the wind is blowing under your feet, and you move quickly.

Unlike before, this time the Wang family was prepared. With a ding, the two cold weapons collided and sparks were sparked. Wu Xie didn't dare to fight him head-on, and used four or two strokes of a thousand catties to slightly raise it.

With a crash, the cold silver sword edge slid down along Wu Xie's black gold dagger. Wu Xie turned around and kicked him with a roundabout kick, kicking him out. He deliberately increased the force with his toes, and kicked him between his ribs. weakness.

Boom, the Wang family who flew out knocked down three people in a row before stopping. The four people were completely paralyzed together and lost their fighting power in an instant. The power of the shock caused Wu Xie to let go of the black gold dagger.

The Wang family who successfully attacked from behind suddenly showed a smug smile. He grabbed the black gold short knife, and the sudden drop force sank, making him almost throw the black gold short knife on the ground.

Wu Xie turned around, stepped on his foot hard, and as the sole of the foot gradually increased in strength, Wu Xie moved his dantian with energy, and forced it to step down half a point.

Woohoo!The Wang family let out a scream.Wu Xie caught the black gold dagger that came out of his hand with one hand, and Fan Feng knocked him out with the back of the blade. He suddenly jumped up, stepped on his back, and kicked another person with his strength.

Wu Xie pressed the black gold dagger on the man's neck, forced him down, held on to the raised rock with one hand, and kicked in a 180-degree spin, forcing the rushing man back.

There were only four or five people left, and they surrounded Wu Xie in groups. Having seen Wu Xie's strength, they didn't dare to come forward for a while.

"Are you going to end it on your own, or do you force me to do it? Or I think we can have a friendly negotiation." Wu Xie said ingratiatingly, pretending to be a small profiteer.

"What do you want?" One of them asked, looking around.

Wu Xie showed a harmless smile, thought seriously, and asked: "I want to have a good chat with your patriarch. After all, we are both sides. If we can unite and conspire together, the world of tomb robbers may be reorganized." The glory before."

"You're not Zhang Qiling, why do you say that?" Hearing Wu Xie's willingness to cooperate, another Wang family who looked like a bully said.

Wu Xie casually put away the black gold dagger, leaning half on the protruding rock, with a natural look on his face, he spread his hands and said, "Seeing the black gold is like seeing a spirit, since I can bring it here, it represents some of the members of the Zhang family. Sincerity, I just don’t know what Wang Zanghai thinks, the patriarch of the aristocrat is very arrogant.”

Refused by Wu Xie's words, the Wang family, the head of the bully, frowned slightly and said, "Who doesn't want to live in peace? It's just your words, who can guarantee it?"

Swish, swish, from all directions, countless iron arrows shot over.

(End of this chapter)