With only half of his body left, Da Paotou stretched out the hand he had been holding and knocked hard on the ground.
Bang!
Fine particles spread out and filled the damp underground passages.
Obviously, these particles...or powders, come from the invisible beetles just now.
Although the use of these things cannot achieve perfect optical deception, it can still dazzle people.
Wang Jin lost his vision.
Perhaps because he was worried that the enemy would escape, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded.
"It worked..."
Da Paitou narrowed his eyes.
I can't see clearly either, but the situation is favorable to me.
So Da Paotou stretched out his hand and pushed away the butterfly that was constantly nibbling on his chest without much effort.
Then he tore off the wings and crushed the remaining insect body with his arms.
Crunch...crunch...
Thick juice sprayed out, and an unpleasant smell poured into the nose.
But the crowd gradually calmed down.
The panic on his face disappeared, and although there was still some emotion left, it gradually returned to its usual coldness.
After calming down, Da Paitou took out the beads from his arms and stretched out his hands to perform the seal.
The muddy water dripping on the ground seemed to have sensed the call, and quickly gathered like life, covering the remaining bodies of the big row head.
It takes shape quickly like a clay figure.
He is recovering.
It was as if the butterfly had just eaten it, and it was just an innocuous performance.
That's right, performance.
He did it on purpose.
It was indeed unexpected to be ambushed by something that was much weaker than myself.
Dapaitou didn't take this into consideration, so he accidentally suffered a loss.
But he is still a master.
The man figured out what to do next almost instantly.
So he smashed the jar, sold the flaws, and then smeared the bait on himself.
Follow the plan.
After staying with Wang Jin for so long, Da Paitou has gradually figured out his character.
Give him a little more time, and this guy might come up with some outrageous trick.
So he chose to actively attract Wang Jin to get closer.
Although butterflies can bite the flesh, what is really deadly are the scales on their wings.
The appearance of this scale powder is very similar to that of beetle powder, and no abnormalities can be detected at all when mixed with it.
Once Wang Jin steps into this mist, his respiratory tract and esophagus will be severely damaged, just like swallowing coals of fire.
The big head does not need to breathe, which is the best method for humans.
So he frantically rubbed the butterfly wings on his hands, making the mist become more turbid.
"Damn...he's going to run away."
The young man's voice is getting closer and closer, and the footsteps are getting faster and faster.
The big platoon leader grinned and showed a sinister smile.
This is exactly the result he wanted.
Once people are in a hurry to do something, they will ignore the possible dangers.
For example...the enemy didn't leave, but was preparing a killing move.
Da Paitou stretched out his right hand and silently struck the bamboo knife.
The gleaming iron cone came out silently, aiming at the shadow that was getting closer and closer.
The big head held his breath and held his breath, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The black shadow is about to break through the fog.
Success or failure depends on this, as long as you...
call--
A sound broke through the air.
The broken earth body burst out with amazing power, and the iron cone flashed with cold light.
Da Paitou has been a fisherman for so many years, but more people than fish have died from this trick.
Killing move.
He could already see Wang Jin's shocked expression.
Phew.
The iron awl pierced the body hard and penetrated the spleen.
Then he made a horizontal move and shattered his spine.
"I am the one who survives."
Da Pai Tou turned the iron awl in his hand fiercely, pressed it tightly against Wang Jin's face, and spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, Da Paotou's expression suddenly froze.
He found that his hands didn't feel like they were touching anything, but instead felt like they were waving in liquid.
“Wonderful, wonderful.”
Two voices sounded at the same time, and the figure in front of him and Wang Jin, who was standing in the distance wearing heavy armor, clapped their hands at the same time.
"Damn...forgot this!"
Boundless fear rose from the depths of his heart, and his pupils trembled.
Once people are eager to do something, they will ignore the possible dangers.
Unfortunately, this unlucky guy is not Wang Jin.
"Come here you go!"
The young man in front of him desperately pulled at the head of the platoon, trying to pull him out of the fog.
"Wait...that's right."
The ashen-faced Da Paotou opened his eyes wide, and an expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Wangcai's actions reminded him instead.
As long as the platoon leader did not leave this poisonous fog, Wang Jin would be helpless.
At least before the fog cleared, he had enough time to repair his body and return to his best condition.
"call…"
Da Paitou took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
He whipped Wangcai hard with his backhand, but the latter had no time to react and was whipped away hard.
"It's so ridiculous to almost catch this kind of trash fish without any help..."
Da Paotou grinned and stretched out his hand to seal the secret.
The beads on his hands shone brightly, and the mud and water beneath him quickly gathered.
As the body becomes more and more complete, the smile on Da Paotou's face becomes more and more ferocious.
Having just experienced the ups and downs, he was so excited that he didn't notice Wang Jin's interested gaze.
"Water Flag."
A faint blue light that was several times brighter than the beads flickered, causing the flag to fly out into the air and float behind Wang Jin.
Almost at the same time, Da Paitou suddenly found that his legs were not working well.
The muddy water that was originally gathered together quickly dispersed, and there was a vague tendency to move towards Wang Jin.
"ha…"
The young man smiled and looked at the naughty child who hit him and ran away.
And now, he was wrapping a rope around the child's head and pulling it toward him bit by bit.
Movements are relaxed and expressions are natural.
It is in sharp contrast to the dull-eyed Da Pai Tou.
"I understand you."
Wang Jin shook his head at the big row of people, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.
Although his stance is different and his moral values are different, Wang Jin really feels that this man... is not easy.
In order to give himself a fatal blow, he would not hesitate to let insects eat half of his body.
There is also the mist that seems to have escaped but is actually an ambush, and the scale powder that is deliberately mixed in.
These are very clever.
Unfortunately, the opponent is Wang Jin.
In other aspects, Wang Jin has always been very humble, but when it comes to underhanded tricks, he has never been afraid of anyone.
With just one glance, you can see through what the platoon leader is thinking and formulate three or five solutions.
What's more, Wang Jin also has an inspiration warning.
He was almost pressing his throbbing temples while looking at the leader with admiration as he arranged the rest of his tricks.
Then I applauded silently in my heart, for fear of disturbing him.
"I'm really considerate."
When he thought of this, Wang Jin couldn't help but put a smile on his face.
"Beast...beast!"
The big platoon leader roared in a low voice.
Now he no longer had the cold expression at the beginning, but instead had the words "doubt life" written all over his face.
Anyone who looks at his own legs moving towards the enemy little by little will collapse.
Soon, the platoon came out of the fog.
Wangcai came flying from the corner and kicked Da Paitou hard on the butt.
It's considered revenge.
It was precisely because of this kick that Da Paotou's legs, which were already covered in mud, went limp and he fell in front of Wang Jin.
Dang bang…
The iron awl hidden in his sleeve fell to the ground, and the big row leader was silent.
The expression of doubt in life disappeared and became numb.
Wang Jin smiled when he saw the iron awl fall to the ground, with a bit of approval in his eyes.
"You are indeed a good opponent."
The young man stopped walking the water flag and walked towards the head of the queue.
He put away his previous attitude and his smile became clear and clean again.
Among the opponents I have seen, this person is not ranked in the top ten in terms of strength, but he can definitely be ranked in the top five in terms of difficulty.
There are so many backhands that one can get into trouble if one is not careful.
It's like a vicious water snake. As long as it seizes the moment when its prey is slack, it will take action without hesitation.
"ha."
Da Paotou sat slumped on the ground.
The bamboo hat had been lost in the fight, and the coir raincoat was torn to pieces by butterflies, revealing his body buried in the soil.
The tall man was like a low wall that was half soaked by the rain, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.
"You are cruel, cunning, and will do whatever it takes to survive."
The young man approached step by step and spoke.
I'm not insulting Da Paotou.
Every word here is a compliment to Wang Jin.
"If we were colleagues, I might admire you very much."
Snap.
The young man stopped and bent down to look into the big row leader's eyes.
"Thank you."
The latter grinned, his eyes like a pool of stagnant water.
The dividing line between black and white has long been blurred, leaving only an unclear patch of gray.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Jin continued to speak, his voice calm.
"You don't distinguish between right and wrong, help the tyrants to do evil, and harm the fellow villagers."
"I don't like these behaviors."
It's not a blame, it's just a retelling of what Da Paotou has done.
Wang Jin rarely imposes his own values on others, so he does not use "righteousness and evil" as a criterion for judgment.
Just "dislike" does not translate this disgust into actions.
"I did do this."
Da Paitou was stunned, as if he didn't expect that Wang Jin just left a "dislike".
"call…"
Wang Jin took a breath and used Alice to hold the big platoon leader's head.
"You touched my interests."
"So you have to die."
“…”
Da Paotou was stunned.
He looked at Wang Jin with shock in his eyes.
Slowly, expression began to show on his usually expressionless face.
Smile, laugh, and then laugh like crazy.
It seemed like I had heard the funniest thing in the world.
"Hahaha…"
The laughter echoed in the prison and could not subside for a long time.
Wang Jin did not pull the trigger, but was waiting for the last words from the leader.
"We have been arguing for a long time. We are the same kind of people."
Da Paotou still had a smile on his face and said.
Hula...
At the last moment, the leader of the platoon shook his tattered raincoat.
Like a moth about to be burned to death.
Toxic scale powder filled the air, shrouding Wang Jin inside.
At the last moment, this man was thinking about how to kill Wang Jin.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The shotgun roared, and the big platoon's body became mangled in an instant, turning into mud and water.
"Some things can't be thrown away. You and I are not the same kind of people."
The young man murmured softly and made a gesture.
All the muddy water was collected by the water flags and put into containers.
"Ahem..."
The scale powder was inevitably inhaled into the body, and Wang Jin coughed twice.
There was burning pain in the esophagus and respiratory tract.
That's all.
"Hiss...it tastes just like the soup the little fox made a few days ago."
Wang Jin touched his chin and whispered softly.
——
"Why did these two people run away?"
In the terraced house, Song He, who lived on crutches, tilted his head and looked at the door that still had traces of the explosion.
If it weren't for the pain all over his body, he would almost feel like he was dreaming.
He originally went out to check on Liu Shuisheng's condition, but he happened to see Wang Jin carrying a girl on his back and approaching with joy on his face.
This made Song He feel a little more happy.
As a result, Wang Jin stepped on the bomb, and the person on his back was blown away nearly three meters.
This made Song He's heart pick up in his throat again after he had just been relieved.
The only hope I had was to go to the ancestral hall and come back a fool.
Song He felt a little hair falling out just thinking about it.
"Hey...don't care."
Patting his bald head, Song He turned around and looked at the Mud Dragon King.
Song He actually didn't have much fear in his heart about the thing that was about to kill him.
He grew up listening to the story of Song Paitou, and often saw other people in the village disappearing inexplicably.
Over time, not only did he become resistant to these things, but he also became much less optimistic about life and death.
"Hmm...? Did it move just now?"
Song He raised his eyebrows and looked at the Mud Dragon King carefully.
After finding nothing unusual, he slowly turned around and left.
Snap!
The Mud Dragon King shook violently.
——
"You should know what I'm going to say."
In the ditch on the roadside, Su Xi, who was hopeless, turned to look at the drama idiot.
Although he didn't say it out loud, his cold eyes clearly said "You will definitely kill us."
"Don't talk nonsense, you didn't stop me."
The handsome young man clutched his broken leg and complained.
When the explosion occurred, his leg happened to be stepping on the bomb.
If it were normal times, the drama addict might still try to avoid it.
But there was Su Xi behind him just now.
Therefore, Wang Jin's reduced-power shock bomb still tore off half of Xi Chi's calf.
"Tsk."
Su Xi curled her lips and said nothing more.
Although she complained, she knew it.
Just now, the drama fanatic had resisted most of the impact, otherwise her little arms and legs would have been torn into pieces.
"I know what you're thinking."
Xi Chi grinned and turned to look at Su Xi, with a bit more pride in his eyes.
"Are you touched?"
"…No."
Su Xi shook her head slowly, as if there were turbulent waves hidden under her calm expression.
"I'm thinking this bomb is less powerful than usual."
"Do you think Wang Jin did it on purpose?"
"I understand, Wang Jin has you in his heart."
Xi Chi was stunned for a moment and responded almost subconsciously.
“…”
Su Xi sighed and began to remind herself that next time she should tell the drama fancier the conclusion directly.
"The bald man in the yard waved to us just now. He seemed to know Wang Jin."
"In addition, these bombs at the door are obviously for protection."
"We have to go check out the yard."
Su Xi stretched out her white and tender fingers covered with soil and pointed to the yard in front of her.
"well said."
The playboy clapped his hands.
Without the pressure to stop the bleeding, the blood from the broken leg gushes out.
"But my brother is going to die, and so are you."
Xi Chi pointed at his broken leg, and then at Su Xi's leg that was shot and injured by Wei Shan, with a sad expression on his face.
"Your abilities should..."
Su Xi thought about it and asked.
If the person whom the playboy imitates has mutilated hands and feet, then he must change his limbs accordingly.
Since he has this ability, it is not difficult to regenerate a severed limb.
"Yes, I can."
Xi Chi sighed.
"You just have to deal with this open wound first, otherwise it will end up bleeding out."
"Well...we need reliable treatment substances, such as sprays."
Su Xi nodded slowly.
Half an hour ago, she had half a can of imitation company spray in her hand.
It's a pity that not a drop is left now.
Wow...
There was a noise not far away, and Su Xi subconsciously pressed Xi Chi's head and hid with him in the ditch.
The two villagers holding harpoons looked fierce and walked toward the ancestral hall in the distance menacingly.
They were still talking quietly.
Su Xi frowned and listened carefully.
"Brother Six, isn't it a bit bad to do this? Song Paitou will definitely scold us."
The thin one among the two shrank his head, seeming to feel guilty.
Snapped!
The muscular sixth brother waved his big hand and hit the thin man on the back of the head.
"Song Paitou? You know you're afraid of a dead man."
"The two people who were originally in front of the queue died just now, and next year it will be our family's turn."
"If I can get that little iron bottle, maybe I can survive the clutching dragon.
"Even if I die, I can resell this thing at a high price and let your sister-in-law run as far away as possible."
Brother Six slapped the thin man on the neck and spoke in a low voice.
"I saw that little girl spraying Ermao, and the result was such a scary wound, it was healed on the spot."
"Who wouldn't be tempted by such a treasure?"
"That little girl has thin arms and legs. If we grab the spray, maybe she can..."
The fat man grinned and showed a lewd smile.
"Yes... Brother Six is right."
The thin man was slapped again and again, and his body could not stop shaking.
But something was shining in his eyes, and they were getting brighter and brighter.
Phew.
"Fuck..."
Brother Six opened his eyes wide and looked at the harpoon coming out of his chest.
The thin man gasped and backed away step by step.
The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and together with the harpoon, it pierced Brother Six's body.
That is greed from deep inside.
After watching Sixth Brother fall to the ground with a plop, the thin man picked up the other man's harpoon and ran towards the ancestral hall without looking back.
"hiss…"
Su Xi took a deep breath after witnessing everything, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Even the drama geek was secretly speechless and didn't know what he was thinking.
To be able to attack fellow villagers so casually, it seems that the rural people here are not as simple as imagined.
"Good news, Wang Jin left the spray in the ancestral hall with another companion who has no fighting ability."
"Otherwise the villagers would not have thought of robbing... We are lucky."
Su Xi calmed down and tried to smile.
She took a breath, walked unsteadily to Brother Six, stretched out her hand and pulled out the harpoon.
Then he turned around and looked at Xi Zi.
"Ah...I have a way."
The latter sighed, and the golden flag flashed.
The wound on the broken leg was forcibly sealed with an iron piece, and a crooked iron rod was inserted.
"I can only use this prosthetic leg until the wound heals."
Xi Chi sighed and shook his head slightly.
So the two figures supported each other and wandered toward the ancestral hall.
There was a crowd of people there, and the villagers pushed each other forward with greed in their eyes.