Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the suddenly pale face in front of him.
He had guessed that Hong Shan would come, but he had not guessed that the gangster leader would be so frightened by an explosion.
I even peed my pants directly.
"You did it?"
Wang Jin sighed and looked down at the black jelly hiding under the wheelchair.
"Boss...actually it was you who did it."
The latter shrank guiltily and hid in the shadows.
The innate mission of Mirror Ghost is to scare people.
Even after following Wang Jin for so long, I still can't change the habits in my bones.
Of course, the most terrifying thing a mirror ghost can do is scare people with its terrifying appearance.
It's different from Wang Jin's feeling of oppression in his bones.
Obviously, ordinary people can't stand this kind of double shock.
"Wang Jin..."
Hong Shan opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the young man in front of him.
His current state is very wrong.
The left hand indicates six, and the right hand indicates seven.
His eyes were dull and his mouth was open.
And he can only speak two sentences.
One is "Ah" and the other is "Wang Jin".
The whole person seemed to be down, unable to recover for a long time.
"Am I scarier than the Mirror Ghost?"
After noticing that the other party was chanting his name, Wang Jin scratched his head and looked at Hu Xiaobei.
The latter rolled his eyes at him angrily and continued to run around with the healing spray.
Wang Jin deliberately deployed lightweight shock bombs in order not to kill anyone.
Although there is no trace of virtue in these villagers, we still cannot let them die like this.
After all, follow-up investigation may require some novices... ahem, brave devotees.
If there is any residual value, it must be put to good use, otherwise it will be wasted.
"call…"
The young man took a deep breath and looked around.
He thought the villagers were hiding in the yard, but he didn't expect that the group of people would start making plans of their own as soon as they opened their eyes.
Except for a few villagers collecting water, the rest are basically here.
Groups of people who were not seriously injured stared at the healing spray in Hu Xiaobei's hand.
The villagers who could barely move looked confused and confused.
Wang Jin squinted his eyes and quickly interpreted two pieces of information.
First, these people, desperate for survival, understand the value of healing sprays.
Even large open wounds can heal easily.
The technological crystallization of the company's R&D department is almost like a panacea in the eyes of ordinary people.
Secondly, they don't understand why Wang Jin, a mentally ill person who plants bombs everywhere, needs to be treated.
"You'll understand later."
The young man took a deep breath and began to calm down.
Hong Shan could encourage these villagers to set foot in dangerous areas, so he must have put Wang Jin on their opposite side.
Wang Jin now wants to change the views of these villagers and start investigating the ancestral hall after gaining their trust.
So the young man patted Hong Shan on the shoulder, his face full of compassion.
"Do you remember who I am?"
"...Wang Jin."
Hong Shan nodded stupidly.
He can only say two words now, "Wang Jin" is one of them.
Snapped!
Wang Jin didn't hesitate at all, and slapped him with his backhand.
The villagers were stunned.
"Disgusting, so fucking disgusting."
"Don't let me hear those two words come out of your mouth again."
"It was the biggest mistake of my life to think about cooperating with people like you."
The young man started to get angry in his voice.
"Do you remember how many grenades I gave you yesterday?"
"ah…"
Hong Shan woke up a lot after being slapped. When he heard Wang Jin's question, he subconsciously stretched out his hand.
Six on the left hand, seven on the right hand.
Snapped!
Wang Jin slapped Hong Shan again with his backhand, almost knocking Hong Shan out of his wheelchair.
"Six or seven...you also know it's six or seven!"
"Why are you given so many grenades?"
"What I want is for you to protect yourself and bring someone with me to deal with the Mud Dragon King the next day, so that the villagers can return to their normal lives."
"How did you do it?"
Wang Jin took a breath and trembled all over.
"So many people died last night, but you still live and die without using grenades."
"I watched with my own eyes as Sun Tiezui was torn into pieces by long hands just to protect you."
"At first, I thought you were worried that the house wouldn't be able to bear it... But today you buried grenades here and killed the villagers."
Wang Jin's voice began to tremble, and his eyes were red with anger.
Hong Shan woke up a lot after being slapped twice by Wang Jin. Although he still couldn't say anything, he was still struggling desperately.
"In order to let the villagers stay in the house, I will not hesitate to ruin my image in their eyes."
"But you...you can't stand the village that gave birth to you and raised you so much?"
"Ah! Ah!"
Hong Shan stared, trying his best to make an inarticulate roar.
Unfortunately, no one could hear clearly what he said.
Under Wang Jin's deliberate guidance, this is more like resentment towards the village and pride in his own crimes.
Wang Jin sighed, and the anger in his eyes suddenly disappeared and turned into deep disappointment.
The onlookers looked at Wang Jin, who was sincere, and then at Hong Shan, who was still unrepentant after his crime was exposed.
Right and wrong cannot be clearer.
There was obviously something wrong with Wang Jin's words... but they couldn't find what was wrong.
There is no way to find loopholes in words, they can only find loopholes in actions.
Wang Jin was a bit harsh when he spoke, and even threw a thunderbolt when he first arrived here.
But he really didn't hurt anyone.
They were even treated.
As soon as Hong Shan arrived here, he planned to attack Xiao Hua, and encouraged everyone to beat the fool to death so that next year's candidates would die early.
The villagers themselves were very dissatisfied.
And now, Hong Shan tricked them into hitting the grenades again.
Although my impression of Wang Jin is not good, the facts are in front of me.
This young man who came from nowhere is friendlier than Hong Shan.
"Hong Shan! You're a rip-off!"
"The village has raised you for nothing for so many years, so you go to the town to earn a little money and you become a supercilious wolf?"
"Next year! Let Hongshan live in a terraced house next year!"
"No, if there is a way, let him replace Song He this year."
The crowd began to commotion, and the eyes they looked at Hong Shan gradually became full of hostility.
The thinking of this group of people is very simple.
Those who don't let them live are their biggest enemies.
Wang Jin at least showed his attitude of getting rid of the Mud Dragon King, and Hongshan gave them nothing but an explosion.
"ha."
The young man grinned, and from a position where the villagers couldn't see him, he smiled at Hong Shan, whose veins were popping out.
"Sometimes people don't care what the truth is, they just believe what they want to believe."
"You should have thought about this clearly when you used lies to encourage the villagers to come here."
Wang Jin spread his hands and looked at Hong Shan's desperate eyes.
"Besides, what I just said are not all lies. For example, Sun Tiezui is really dead."
"That is to say...you are alone."
The young man narrowed his eyes.
Hong Shan shrank his neck, a biting chill rushed from his tailbone to his brain.
Like falling into an ice cave.
Dozens of younger brothers still couldn't make him feel any warmth.