Doomsday brings the system to run amok to the end

Chapter 162 is a ruthless man
Fu Ye's heart choked, this voice! !

Isn't this the baby-sounding baby she would meet as soon as she revealed her identity?
I chased her down twice, both times when she was too embarrassed to fight back.

The world is so big, sometimes it feels so small.

She actually met her, Fu Ye raised a smirk, little friend, my sister will teach you to be a man and not to shoot indiscriminately.

"Know?" Feng Shi noticed Fu Ye's ups and downs, and it was when he was looking at that evil boy.

I knew that even if these two people didn't know each other, it would be a bit of a festival.

After all, the smile on Fu Ye's face now is not very good, um, it's creepy.

"I don't know." Fu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the boy, only to find that the burly man beside him suddenly looked over.

Fu Ye is not afraid. The group of them is very hidden. Such a long distance unless this man has strengthened his body like her.

Or with Fengshi's ability, he can see them accurately.

Sure enough, the man turned his head in doubt, what happened to the peep just now?

But there is no power fluctuation in the dark night, and there is no aura of strangers.

Is it wrong?
Feng Shi: If you see it, doesn't it mean that his enchantment is just a decoration?

"Zhuang, what's wrong?" The young man looked at the man he called Zhuang and looked back suspiciously.

I couldn't help but follow along, but the thick ink color couldn't be seen clearly at all.

"Nothing." Da Zhuang shook his head.

Lao Jiang had a smiling face, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he still had a kind face without showing the slightest bit.

"Okay, young master, I'll take out the goods right now. Can you guys take a look?" After speaking, Lao Jiang immediately turned around and whistled a few times at the zombies.

This time the sound was softer, and some of the zombies moved slowly and walked out of a row to stand still.

These two actually called zombies goods!
Fu Ye counted twenty, not too many, and there was an extra 09. Why did 09 make it up?
Round up?

Shouldn't he take advantage of this chaos and leave?
"Why are there only twenty? So few?" The young man looked at the zombies in front of him who were dressed in tatters and smelled bad.

He thought of the spirited zombie he had seen twice, as smart as a mouse.

The whole body is still clean, although it was also dark when we met for the first time.

Fu Ye: Ah bah, you are the mouse!

Lao Jiang kept complaining in his heart, this young master who knows nothing about the world, how did he know the rarity of Kailing zombies?

At the current stage, most of the zombies are at the first level, and there are not many second-level zombies. This kind of zombies are at the third level.

And not everyone in the third level has a chance to open their spirits.

In this way, it can't be more rare, can it?

"Okay, since there aren't many enlightened people, then give me the rest." The young man reached out and snatched the whistle from Lao Jiang's neck.

The unsharp nails directly cut the whistle string around Lao Jiang's neck.

Lao Jiang's complexion changed, and he stepped forward to take it back, but was stopped by a strong and burly figure.

"You used this to control them just now? Let me try, and they will be mine after I try." The young man looked at the ordinary whistle in his hand with great interest.

I wanted to try it myself, but after thinking about it, I left it to Da Zhuang.

"Strong, there's that person's saliva on it, wipe it off before you blow it~" The young man looked at the whistle with disgust, and he realized it belatedly.

Lao Jiang's behavior was in direct contact with this whistle.

Well, leave this kind of thing to Da Zhuang.

Da Zhuang did not feel disgusted by the young man's words, but seriously wiped the whistle all over.

"Young master, this can't be used indiscriminately, they will go crazy if the method is wrong!" Lao Jiang was anxious, how did he know that these two people were so unreasonable and took the whistle away.

Obviously, the twenty spirited zombies no longer need whistles to control them.

Just need to train well.

Da Zhuang ignored him, put his whistle to his mouth, and was about to listen to his young master.

The boy raised his hand to stop him, and after thinking for a while, he clearly saw that Lao Jiang had no special movements when he whistled.

It's almost the same as usual, so it's probably a lie to him.

However, what this young man knows best is to put on a show, especially in front of people like Lao Jiang.

"Then show me the demonstration." The boy waved his hand, motioning for Da Zhuang to return the whistle to him.

He wasn't afraid that this person would take back the whistle to control these zombies and bite back. The handle and chips in his hand were enough to make him dare not act rashly.

A tangled look flashed in Lao Jiang's eyes. He was indeed thinking about letting these zombies under his control kill the two of them directly.

An extremely arrogant brat with a big stupid guy, and only a small and exquisite gun on his body, it's really not enough to watch.

He could trample them under his feet if he wanted to.

It's a pity that people have weaknesses and weaknesses, and his weakness is his mother who has disabled legs and feet.

Serving the king is largely because the king gave them a place to live.

It's a pity that now he is under the control of others and has betrayed the king.

Otherwise, how could he be servile to this young boy, and how could he tolerate their arrogance?

"Have you figured it out?" The boy sat on the stool and asked Lao Jiang innocently, shaking his feet.

Just like a simple question from a boy next door, what is Lao Jiang struggling with?
If he really gave the method to these two people, it would be tantamount to a complete betrayal of the king.

This was given to him by the king who trusted him, and he gave them all his efforts in cultivating twenty of the enlightened zombies.

Although he had counted only nineteen souls that had been opened before, the extra ones should have been opened on the road.

However, they still want the rest, how can this work?
"Twenty is just for giving, one hundred is for giving, and one thousand is the same. If you betray, you are betraying. Do you think your boss will forgive you because of the lightness of your betrayal?"

The young man said sarcastically, in his opinion, Lao Jiang's behavior was simply mindless.

You have already made a deal with him, and you still have to cover it up as if nothing happened?

is it possible?Even if he could, he wouldn't let that happen.

Once on his thief ship, there is no way out.

"That's not because you forced me!!" Lao Jiang said angrily, his face red with anger and his neck thick.

"Why is it my problem? Isn't it because your boss is not good at taking care of your mother? Isn't it because the defense of the imperial capital is so poor that I have a chance?"

The juvenile sophistry is also good at sophistry, with a quiet tone, saying that black is white, and round is square.

Open your eyes and talk nonsense, this is simply crooked.

Lao Jiang was dumb, what else can this kind of person say?

Who did his mother offend?Met such a crooked young man?

No, it was him.It was he who made his mother hurt.

Fu Ye had a panoramic view of everything, the boy's appearance really made people itch.

Especially his fallacies made Fu Ye, a bystander, feel unreasonable and wanted to beat him up.

Not to mention Lao Jiang who faced all this head-on. If he was a little weaker in his heart, he would really follow the boy's thinking.

Then blame the world, blame yourself and the king.

This young murderer was not at all wrong, but fortunately, Lao Jiang is not a complaining character.

So a fierce light flashed in his eyes, the worst thing was to resist, do you want these twenty loves!

If it is a hard grab, he will launch an attack to control the two people here.

If something happens to the mother, kill them! !

Let's see who is more ruthless.

(End of this chapter)