The huge black wings were waving slowly, the young man was suspended in the air, and the hem of his windbreaker was slowly floating.
He glanced coldly at the bewildered villagers, as if a ferocious dragon appeared behind him.
The villagers walked mechanically, fearing that they would step on the Kaidan inhibitor and be blown to pieces.
From time to time, they raised their heads and observed the aloof young man with dull eyes under their masks.
Like a god.
"What on earth is he doing..."
Mo Li bit his lip and looked at the smiling young man.
She was very grateful that Wang Jin was willing to come and help.
To do this for a ghost fairy you just met can already be called a good person.
But Mo Li really couldn't understand what Wang Jin wanted to do.
It's reasonable to use inhibitors to weaken the main body of Hundred People's Resentment... although doing so to a ball of gas won't have much impact.
But why did you trick all the villagers here now?
Even the black energy of the original body could not completely refine those villagers, let alone her incomplete Hundred People's Resentment.
Mo Li doesn't know how to refine the villagers at all... he can't hold them and gnaw them, right?
What's more, those villagers are not dead creatures, they have thoughts and can speak, and they even regard themselves as human beings.
It is impossible to just stand there and be refined.
"Don't worry, I will make an offer they can't refuse."
Wang Jin smiled and gestured to Mo Li.
The next second, his figure grew a little taller.
Almost touching the sky.
While the villagers were stunned, Wang Jin spoke.
Although the voice is not loud, it will make people subconsciously quiet down and listen to what he is saying.
"You will die soon."
The young man looked cold and glanced at the villagers wearing paper masks.
The villagers trembled, and the facial features drawn on the white paper masks suddenly became vivid.
Frightened, angry, unwilling.
They finally discovered that the man flying in the sky did not have any good intentions.
But I couldn't even resist.
As for escaping…
In their memory, they have lived here for generations and cannot leave.
Soon, two figures walked out of the villagers.
One is strong and strong, the other is gray-haired.
The former's chest rose and fell violently, as if he wanted to fight Wang Jin desperately.
The latter was shaking all over and almost knelt down to beg for forgiveness.
Wang Jin remained silent and looked at the two figures.
He wasn't threatening anyone, he was just stating the facts.
There is only one possibility for the divided Hundreds of Resentments to return to this intensity in a short period of time.
It refines the will of the scene here.
It is precisely because of this that the Peach Blossom Spring is constantly collapsing due to the scavenger effect.
The villagers who are derived from the ghost story are destined to perish.
Wang Jin couldn't bear to see this happen.
Those villagers have feelings and thoughts, and Wang Jin’s favorite...
remaining value.
Even if you send these dozens of people to drill screws, it will be a huge amount of income.
It's a pity that it's gone like this.
So Wang Jin is thinking about how to maximize his own interests while keeping Mo Li.
So he paused for a few seconds and spoke again.
"I'm not your enemy, that thing is."
"It's the culprit of all this, and I'm thinking about how to keep you alive."
Wang Jin shook his head slightly and softened his tone a bit.
After saying this, he continued to observe the villagers' reactions.
The young man who originally wanted to fight him was stunned and began to hesitate.
The old man felt as if he had been granted amnesty and bowed to Wang Jin with the villagers behind him.
"This... master."
Mo Li's eyes widened, as if he was seeing this young man for the first time.
Since his combat ability is not too strong, Mori's job is more inclined to diplomatic negotiations.
So she knows very well how to negotiate terms with people.
Wang Jin's methods are very clever, and this kind of slap in the face is quite effective.
Instead of going all out to ask for cooperation, it would be better to come up and scare them first.
The words "cooperate or die" are obviously more intimidating than "cooperate with me".
Putting a gun to your forehead before negotiating is an "unrejectable offer."
call--
Wang Jin slowly fell from the sky, and the wings behind him sank to the ground obediently, turning into shadows.
He stepped towards the villagers.
Mo Li, who was in a stalemate with Bai Renren, was stunned again.
Wang Jin made himself stand as high as possible at the beginning, just to let the villagers look up to him and occupy a high position in terms of momentum.
And now, he fell down.
This shows that Wang Jin intends to communicate with the villagers on an equal footing.
But with the previous words as a foundation, Wang Jin's request will most likely be met.
"too professional."
Mo Li murmured softly and looked at Wang Jin with admiration in his eyes.
"Ah...Okay, okay."
Wang Jin patted Xiao Hei and Mirror Ghost, who were screaming, and comforted them softly.
The reason why he fell down is actually not that complicated.
These two little guys have no strength left.
If you don't take the initiative to land, you will directly fall into the mud.
"Hello!"
The young man who stood up first roared, walked quickly to Wang Jin, pointed at Wang Jin's nose and started to curse.
"You bastard..."
Wang Jin stretched out his hand to hold the other person's shoulders and gave him a warm hug.
The nailed sword in his hand made more than a dozen cuts almost instantly.
Knives and knives are dangerous.
Wang Jin can touch spiritual bodies, and can even turn them into flesh and blood through contact and suppression.
In other words, the cat-faced old lady relied on her speed and strength to jump a few more times, and other spirits were no different from ordinary ghosts in front of Wang Jin.
Even more fragile.
Then the young man's eyes widened with disbelief written all over his face.
The next second, he was pushed out by Wang Jin and fell motionless on the ground full of inhibitors.
"Sir! Your Excellency cut it well."
The white-haired old man reacted instantly. He knelt down in front of Wang Jin and kept bowing.
Wang Jin looked at him quietly.
The facial features were clearly drawn on white paper, but Wang Jin could clearly feel the flattering smile.
So he sighed.
The next second, the old man's head flew into the air.
The crowd fell into dead silence.
Wang Jin smiled and looked up at the villagers in front of him.
"I don't need to question or flatter."
"You listen to me and I will let you live."
"That's all."
Wang Jin's voice was cold and his eyes swept across the audience.
"If you can't accept it, please stand on the left."
Wang Jin withdrew his nail sword and looked at the crowd in front of him quietly.
The villagers stared blankly at the young man in front of them, as if they had not yet realized what had happened.
Only Mo Li, who was floating in the sky, almost had his eyes popping out.
She realized that she seemed to have made a mistake.
Has Wang Jin always been so brave?
Killing people before the negotiation even started. How could the villagers do this...
Mo Li was stunned.
He found that the villagers were walking to both sides in an orderly manner, and 70% of the total chose to stand with Wang Jin.