Supreme pardon

Although the number of people is small, the scene is still shocking.

The aura of these hundreds of people is almost as silent as the air if you don't feel it carefully. It is different from the bloody or murderous aura leaking from the team members who have gone through hundreds of battles and killed countless enemies. There is an iron silence.

When they are all standing, it is easy to be ignored by others, but once they move in unison, their aura is extremely shocking.

Wenren tactic originally intended to hide his aura. These human beings who have devoured the crystal nucleus not only have better senses of smell, hearing and vision than ordinary humans, but even have sensory abilities. , whether you can sense his existence.

It's only a few months, and he wants to see how strong these people can be.

The people around Heihu were equally astonished, as if they couldn't imagine that the young man, who seemed to them to be a little skinny, would be the master of the group of ghosts in front of him.

Wen Renjue didn't look at the kneeling Xiangyang and the others, but instead turned his attention to Heihu.

There was no killing intent in the eyes, but a little softness.

If it weren't for these ghosts still kneeling, Heihu would have thought that the young man in front of him was no threat to him, and he would even worship him deeply.

"You?" he said, his voice hoarse.

But before he could continue, the three confidantes around him looked at each other and rushed out together.

From the perspective of the people around Heihu, no matter what, this group of people killed so many people, and they will definitely not let them go today. Compared with the unfathomable group of ghosts, with tattered clothes and childish eyes The boy is much easier to deal with, as long as he is under control, he will not be afraid of losing his chance.

Heihu didn't have time to stop, and the softness in the boy's eyes hadn't disappeared yet. At the same time that the soles of the three people's feet lit up with blue light waves, the three bodies that were still rushing forward fell down. From the center of the eyebrows to the back of the head, a dark hole began to go out. Flowing red blood mixed with brain matter.

No one did anything, but the person died silently in front of him.

Others who had the same idea were so shocked that they forgot to move.

Hei Hu shook off the support of the people around him, and took a big step in the direction of Wenren Jue, his eyes fixed on the young man's, without wavering.

Wen Renjue saw his attitude, the softness in his eyes was mixed with a smile.

"If you're coming for me, don't hurt them!" Hei Hu straightened up, unable to treat the person in front of him like a child anymore.

Wen Renjue waved first to get the kneeling Blood Dragon members to stand up, and then said unhurriedly: "I heard people say that you made a bet for him and cleaned up the toilets in the king's district for half a month?"

Wen Renjue is talking about Heihu's personal guard captain, Xintou.

Heihu once made a bet with others for him, and then picked shit for half a month.

Xintou heard the mysterious man mentioning him from behind, looked at his king, his eyes were red, he wanted to say something, his lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound after all.

Without any embarrassment, Heihu's big eyes looked straight at Shang Wenren Jue without any cover, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone in the king's district knows about this."

He paused, and then said: "If you want to mock me with this, I'm willing to listen here and let them go!"

"How could it be?" Wen Renjue laughed, bent down and tore off the rags hanging from his thighs, straightened up and said slowly: "Actually, this is not the first time we met, oh, the first time You must not have noticed me."

Xiang Yang came over and stood silently behind him.

Wen Renjue continued: "At that time I was kneeling and you were in the car. In fact, I said this to tell you that I don't hate you."

Heihu stared at him deeply, but he still didn't understand his deep meaning, and said: "You don't hate me, but you killed so many of my brothers."

"Don't be angry." Wen Renjue raised his hands and made a comforting gesture, and his tone was as sincere as possible, "I'm here to see you."

Heihu stared at him, but didn't speak anymore.

Wen Renjue saw what he meant, and his expression became a little helpless, "Since you picked him for half a month..." After a slight pause, skipping the indecent word, he continued: "I knew you were an absolutely steadfast Promise man, I came to see you today to ask for your promise."

Is there such a promise?

Heihu wanted to laugh a little, but now he is under the control of others, what qualifications does he have?

He had no choice but to say directly: "What do you want?"

"Throne." Seeing the changing face of the man in front of him, Wen Renjue's mouth slowly curled up.

Heihu's hand hanging by his side turned blue, his eyes showed disdain, and he said word by word: "You think too highly of me, even if I am willing to give you the throne, some people will not accept that you sit there Location."

"Is there someone?" Wen Renjue asked, with a flat tone, "Who is it? Is it the group of people thirty kilometers to the southeast, or the group of people fifteen kilometers to the northwest?"

The color of the black tiger changed.

Wen Renjue continued softly: "If it's them, you don't have to worry, sometimes human life is really fragile."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Gang moved, heading towards the northwest direction, followed by forty or fifty figures quickly behind him.

"Stop!" Hei Hu roared, the veins on his forehead twitching.

As soon as he yelled, Yu Gang stopped in his tracks and followed the people behind him without any signal from Wenren Jue.

But after a moment of hesitation, the group of people reached the opposite side of the stream. It can be seen that if they were allowed to move at full speed, the speed must be appalling.

Wen Renjue tilted his head slightly, looked at Heihu with puzzled eyes: "What's wrong? Aren't they the ones who want to stop me?"

Heihu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "They... won't be the ones to stop you."

"Oh." Wenren Jue said, seeing that he completely believed what Heihu said, he spread his hands and asked like a student: "Then where is the person who will stop me as you said?"

Heihu saw his innocence and innocence, and felt really terrified.

It's just... now, what can he do?

He lowered his head, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant, he uttered and withdrew the words for the first few times, and finally spit them out, "No... no, someone is stopping... you!"

"Crack!" Wen Renjue clasped his hands together, squinted his eyes and laughed out loud: "Did you promise me?"

Heihu lowered his head and didn't respond.

Wen Renjue turned to look at the person behind him again, and asked, "Am I the king of the eighteenth district?"

Xiang Yang didn't say anything, just fell to his knees and shouted: "I've seen the king!"

The members of the Blood Dragon on both sides of the stream had a tacit understanding. After facing the sun, they knelt down to salute Wen Renjue again, and shouted in unison: "I have seen the king!" The voice was somewhat mixed with excitement. If the president they followed became the king... Aren't they the king zone team?

In the future, he will have the right to live in the king's district for free, and he will no longer be inferior to others.

Wen Renjue saw that his subordinates were very supportive, but suddenly put away his excited expression just now, and looked at Hei Hu who was still bowing his head in front of him, his tone of voice couldn't tell whether he was really excited, at least to Hei Hu's ears, his tone Even more indifferent than before, I heard him say: "It seems that the feeling of being a king is not very good."

It was obviously less than half a minute away from his previous excitement.

Heihu had to raise his head to look at him again.

A piercing voice sounded from behind, "Little bastard, is it you? You are not worthy to be the king of our [-]th district!"

It was Xintou, seeing the king who was loyal to his faith being so coerced, his eyes were stained with malice, he looked straight at Wen Ren Jue, and scolded: "It's true that all the bastards who come out of nowhere want to be king, and they don't even piss. Own."

"Xintou!" Heihu wanted to stop him, but Xiangyang was the one who stopped him faster, kicking the man who was being supported by others, and Xintou's tall body was kicked four or five meters away. It hit the root of a tree, and when it landed, it spat out a big puddle of blood.

The internal injury was serious, but he only breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the black tiger, and said clearly: "King, don't be coerced by them, if they want to kill, let them kill, the brothers present are not afraid of death of!"

At the end of the sentence, Xin Tou gasped again, looked up at the men in black standing around, and said with a sneer, "If you have the ability, kill all the people in the Maolin in my eighteenth district!"

"No matter how strong you are, can you still kill more than 1 of us!"

Wen Renjue's expression was indifferent, showing no signs of being irritated.

Xiang Yang pinched the man's neck and lifted it up, tightening his fingers little by little.

There were more than ten people standing there, all their eyes were focused on Heihu's face, some had firm eyes, some slowly lowered their heads, but none of them begged for mercy.

Xin felt uncomfortable being pinched, and instinctively stretched out his hands to grab the hand that was pinching his neck, but no matter how he kicked and kicked his legs, the hand that was holding him remained motionless, and his difficulty in breathing made him instinctively let out a dying groan.

There was still nothing in Wen Renjue's pupils, as if he didn't care about what happened in front of him.

"I promise you!" said the voice through the teeth.

Turning his eyes to look at him, Wen Renjue's eyebrows remained the same, and his expression did not change at all.

Heihu suddenly raised his head and shouted: "I promise you! I will give up the throne! You let him go! Let them go!"

The tragic roar startled the resting birds in the forest, and they flew straight into the sky.

However, Xiang Yang didn't seem to hear it, and Wen Ren Jue didn't seem to understand it.

The last breath of Xintou over there began to dissipate slowly, and Heihu didn't care anymore, turned around and ran to Xiangyang, pulling with both hands, Xiangyang didn't resist at all, and let go obediently, Xintou slipped from his hand, Heihu Help the person to lie down slowly.

Xiang Yang walked back behind Wen Ren Jue without saying a word.

Wen Renjue went to look at the dozen or so people, those people met his plain eyes, looked at each other, in a dilemma, then looked at the mournful black tiger with its stinging head, pale face, someone started to slow down first. leaned over.

As long as someone starts to take the lead, it will not be difficult for others to move.

Under Wen Renjue's almost indifferent eyes, those people knelt down one after another, their voices back and forth, but they all shouted respectfully: "King."

Xiang Yang looked at it calmly, but his eyes could not restrain the ecstasy.

When he just left the village with Wen Renjue, he absolutely never imagined that he would have the opportunity to grasp the power he has today, and that Wen Renjue actually became the king!

Heihu put Xintou flat and stroked his chest for him. Fortunately, after a while, his breathing gradually calmed down, and some blood color slowly returned to his face. After a while, Xintou opened his eyes and looked at the The king stared at him nervously, his eyes turned red and tears fell down.

Heihu clenched his hands, but still managed to squeeze out a nonchalant smile, and said two words softly, "It's okay."

Xin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there were scattered voices calling "King" from around him.

He suddenly became hoarse, watching Heihu's eyes gradually become sad, he followed this man closely for eight years, and saw him hurt, cry, pain, and high-spirited with his own eyes.

Now I see him being forced by others to give up everything he has worked so hard for over the years.

Seeing that the light in Xintou's eyes dimmed, Heihu exhaled foul breath, and finally his voice became tougher. He met the eyes of his confidant brothers and said in a low voice: "As long as most people can be kept safe, so what if I don't do it as a king?" With a wry smile, he continued to whisper: "I brought them out, and I always have the responsibility to bring them back as much as possible."

"Do you want to fight this battle with District [-] again?"

Heihu was startled, looking at Wenrenjue who walked behind him at some point...

The other party didn't look at him, but raised his head to look at the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking, but the question was definitely directed at himself.

Weird guy!His own feeling was right, this young man who appeared suddenly, from head to toe, from inside to outside, gave him a strange feeling, so strange that it was inexplicably infiltrating in his bones.

"Now you are the king of the [-]th district. Wouldn't it be redundant to ask me if you want to continue fighting?" Hei Hu opened his mouth, trying to reply plainly, but his tone was mixed with sarcasm and ridicule.

I don't know if the young man heard it, but he still looked up his head, and said quietly after a long while: "Then don't fight?"

It sounded like an inquiry and discussion, Heihu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he suddenly lowered his head, his eyes fixed on him, his tone was no longer deep and hesitant, and his decisiveness revealed absolute vigor and resoluteness.

"Pass my order, all the wandering teams will join the convoy within three days, and all members will retreat!"