Seeing Xiao Hei's breath gradually weakening, Wang Jin felt very uncomfortable.
This is not a TV show. People don’t become stronger just by roaring.
The price for Xiao Hei's increased speed is a crazy explosion of his own strength, which will greatly damage his body and affect his ability to heal himself.
This means that he may have to withdraw from the subsequent battle.
"But it doesn't matter, just have a good rest."
Wang Jin's only movable eyelid blinked, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Everyone was trying their best to help, and he saw it all.
The next battle is his own business.
Xiao Hei's extreme burst of speed puts those black paper figures beyond their reach, but there is still one person who can catch up.
Wang Jin, who was in the sky, saw a black figure not far away running wildly on all fours, and his speed was actually much faster than Xiao Hei.
Wutongshen.
After suffering losses many times, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and he vowed to cut that human into pieces.
The scattered black paper figures behind him could no longer keep up with his speed. This was a battle between Wutong Shen and Wang Jin.
From time to time, paper figures rushed out from both sides of the road, but they were all smashed into pieces by Xiao Hei.
The damage they caused was not as great as the damage caused to him by running at high speed, so Xiao Hei simply ignored them.
Seeing that the distance between Wutong Shen and himself was getting closer and closer, Wang Jin in the sky remained silent, seeming to be thinking about something.
Soon, Xiao Hei arrived at the ancestral hall, and then suddenly collapsed into black liquid and scattered on the ground.
Landing staggeringly, Wang Jin found that the male corpse at the door was still tightly trapped with the two paper figures.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Wang Jin said to the male corpse, and the male corpse nodded, seeming to be afraid of Wang Jin.
Ignoring him anymore, Wang Jin let Wang Cai and Xiao Hei control their bodies and walked towards the ancestral hall.
The Wutong God is getting closer and closer, and Xiao Hei has no strength to fight anymore, so Wang Jin takes him into the Eye of the Ancient God.
These eyes seem to have a very high status, even if Wang Jin turns into a paper man, they will not be affected at all.
It makes sense if you think about it carefully. After all, it is the product of the mutual influence of three ancient gods.
The Three-Star Mirror Ghost hasn't arrived yet, and now only Wangcai and One-Star Xiaohei are still able to fight.
"Ha, it's really embarrassing."
Wang Jin smiled helplessly.
"Someone!"
"who!"
As soon as Wang Jin appeared at the door of the ancestral hall, several wary voices came over.
Li Hui held a shotgun with unlimited ammunition in her hand. Ordinary villagers could not carry it and could barely cope with it.
Black paper figures appear from time to time, and the madman deliberately prolongs their death time so that they will no longer run out in groups.
The madman, Azi and A'Zhu took action together. The black paper figures could not hold out for long under the siege. With the combined efforts of several people, most of the paper figures were dragged down.
"Are you Wang Jin?"
Ah Zi ran towards Wang Jin without thinking, even forgetting that she was physically disabled.
"Plop!"
After falling hard to the ground, Ah Zi struggled to get up without caring and ran to Wang Jin.
"Sorry, I can't move now."
Wang Jin motioned Ah Zi to look at his paper-man body with his eyes, and said with some guilt.
"You are Wang Jin! I know it!"
Azi looked at the paper man in front of her.
Although his whole body was covered in black liquid and his body would twitch from time to time, Ah Zi recognized Wang Jin at a glance.
The tenderness in his eyes has not changed at all.
"Boss!"
"Wang Jin!"
Madman and Li Hui couldn't get away, but there was still joy in their voices.
A'Zhu smiled, feeling relieved.
"Boss, after you turn completely into a paper man and die again, you will be able to get rid of the control."
As if he saw Wang Jin's situation, the madman spoke immediately and told what he had discovered.
"Is that so? It helps a lot."
Wang Jin said with a smile, and then continued.
"I need you to do me a favor."
"You tell me boss, I will go through fire and water, no matter what."
The lunatic immediately stood up to support Wang Jin, without even asking what Wang Jin wanted to do.
"Um."
Ah Zi nodded, looking serious.
He knew that Wang Jin had encountered difficulties that he could not solve.
"I need you to die for me."
Wang Jin was silent for a moment and said in an emotionless voice.
"Don't agree in a hurry. If you die this time, you may really die."
"I'm not sure, I just want to give it a try."
"okay."
The madman immediately agreed to Wang Jin's request. Anyway, this was not the first time that he died for Wang Jin.
"no problem."
Ah Zi said almost at the same time.
"I listen to Ah Zi."
A'Zhu has no feelings for Wang Jin, she just wants to be with A'Zi.
"I...I can do that too."
Li Hui bit her lip.
She is an ordinary human being with an innate fear of death.
But she was still willing to help Wang Jin.
"Boss, let me take the liberty to ask, you are not sure, maybe...?"
The madman smashed the head of the villager who came behind him with an iron pliers, then quietly came to Wang Jin and asked in a low voice.
"Eighty percent."
"Eighty percent? That's a lot."
The madman let out a long sigh of relief. After all, the paper man had no healing ability, and he was a little scared.
"Eighty percent will die."
Wang Jin was silent for a moment and then added.
"this..."
"Shit! Fight!"
The madman seemed to have made up his mind and nodded sharply.
"Have you heard that? You'll probably die 80% of the time?"
Wang Jin looked at everyone again. Their eyes were more or less flashing with fear, but they still nodded firmly.
"Thank you very much."
Wang Jin let Xiao Hei control him and bowed deeply.
The paper figures will not die completely, but if Wang Jin severely injures Wutong Shen when they are resurrected, the outcome will be uncertain.
"Hey, let me ask you something."
Turning around, Wang Jin looked at the male corpse and said.
"Are you willing to die for me?"
The male corpse was stunned, then shook his head.
"Just do it if you want."
There was no emotion in Wang Jin's voice. He was not asking for the male corpse's opinion, but just to make him understand better.
He has the final say on what is in the Eye of the Ancient God.
The male corpse is the director of Azi's orphanage, but he only established the orphanage to beautify his own image.
Not only does he have violent tendencies, he will beat those children from time to time.
He also turned a blind eye to the fact that Azi had been bullied for a long time.
Even after Azi was killed by Xiaopang, he asked everyone to conceal the truth.
Overall, he deserves to die.
Wang Jin never regarded him as a companion, just like those rag dolls.
I had released those dolls before, but now they were nowhere to be found.
Sinners are sinners, and you cannot be soft-hearted towards them at any time.
But the madman likes dolls very much, so he can keep them for the time being.
But this male corpse can almost complete his mission.