Looking around, Lin Ming knew that this group of people was exactly the 50 people he wanted to use.
The main reason is that the blood evil aura in these people is really too conspicuous.
After living in the city for many years, the blood evil aura on an individual body may not be detectable, but the blood evil aura of fifty people gather together to form an invisible barrier, excluding others.
All around.
The passers-by looked sideways and looked at this group of people in surprise.
This group of people are all dressed in different styles.
But the only thing they have in common is that these people are all dressed simply, and you can tell from their looks that they are not living a very good life.
Some people were carrying large and small bags, as if they were moving.
Lin Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly and walked directly towards the group of people in front of him.
When he was still dozens of meters away from these fifty people, Lin Ming suddenly shouted: "Gather!"
Wow.
After hearing his words, everyone quickly walked towards him as if it was a conditioned reflex.
Snapped.
In less than ten seconds, the originally lazy team of fifty people was assembled in this moment.
Neat, unified, and very rhythmic.
Lin Ming came in front of everyone, smiled slightly, and saluted directly with a military salute.
Wow.
A uniform voice sounded, and everyone responded.
The entire scene was silent, except for the regular rhythmic sound. Everyone was looking at Lin Ming with focused eyes.
Lin Ming smiled when he saw this, nodded, and said: "It seems that life has not smoothed your edges yet, which is good."
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Lin Ming. I used to be an instructor who specialized in training people like you. I worked as an instructor in a special force in Longxia."
"Lao Ye, no, General Instructor Ye, I believe you are all familiar with this."
"He found you and asked you to come here. As for what happened, I believe everyone is not very clear yet."
"Now, I can tell everyone."
"This mission is to follow me and listen to my arrangements."
"As for the specific tasks, let's go to the manor first, and I will explain them to you then."
"Now, take your belongings and come in with me."
After saying that, Lin Ming took the lead and walked into the manor with fifty strong soldiers.
After more than half an hour of coordination, there were no outside tourists in the manor, only the relevant staff and the seven little dumplings playing under the pavilion.
Seeing Lin Ming coming in with such a large group of burly men, the staff of the manor stared with shock in their eyes.
The aura exuded by these people is really terrifying.
Even if they are dozens of meters away, it is daunting, and there is a sense of fear deep in the heart.
"It's dad who's back."
"So many uncles."
"They must all be dad's men."
"Hehe, now we have an uncle who can play with us."
"Long live dad."
"Come on, let's go to dad's place."
When the seven little ones saw Lin Ming coming in with fifty people, they were not as frightened as the other staff. Instead, their little faces were full of joy.
The little ones are simple-minded and only think about how to play.
Wow.
With this group of new uncles, the seven little dumplings immediately abandoned the horses and ran towards Lin Ming.
only.
The seven little dumplings stopped abruptly when they were still twenty meters away from Lin Ming and others.
Their little hearts were beating wildly.
"Wow……"
"These uncles are bad people."
"Woooo..."
"dad……"
After all, the seven little dumplings are still very young. Although they have experienced the influence of that aura in the army, those people still regard the little dumplings as careless people. How could they show such a terrifying aura in front of them.
No, as soon as they came into contact with the momentum of the King of Soldiers, the little dumplings were so frightened that they burst into tears.
Lin Ming heard the sound and turned around instantly, and then saw the little dumplings crying loudly behind them.
Seeing this, I felt helpless.
Turning to look at the group of soldiers in front of him, Lin Ming said, "I said you grown men are scaring children, don't you know? Put away the murderous aura in you quickly."
The soldiers naturally noticed the seven little dumplings crying in the distance, and felt extremely embarrassed.
Originally, they wanted to show off in front of Instructor Lin and let Lin Ming see their strength.
result.
Before the performance was revealed, the child was frightened into tears.
However, looking at these seven crying little dumplings, the soldiers instantly put away their fighting spirit.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
The seven little dumplings are so cute, with their white little faces, like little buns, they look like they just want to pinch them.
Lin Ming came to the children and turned on the daddy mode again.
"Little darlings, don't cry. It's your father's fault for letting these uncles scare you."
"These uncles are all friends of daddy, they are not bad people."
After listening to his words, the seven little guys stopped crying. However, when they looked at the fifty Bingwang warriors behind Lin Ming, their little eyes also showed a fearful expression.
"Dad, these uncles are so scary."
"Yes, Dad, these uncles are so scary."
"We won't play with these uncles anymore. It's not fun at all."
"They scare children and are bad people."
"Bad uncle."
The seven little guys spoke one after another and began to complain. Their little faces showed aggrieved expressions, their little mouths pouted, and there were tears in their eyes. They looked very pitiful.
Many soldiers were ashamed when they heard this.
They haven't said anything yet, and haven't done anything yet.
result.
This immediately makes him a bad guy.
etc.
Everyone suddenly felt something was wrong, and their minds quickly turned around, staring at Lin Ming and the seven little dumplings in front of them.
Did they hear correctly just now? These seven little guys seemed to be calling Lin Ming daddy?
These seven babies are all Lin Ming’s?
For a moment, everyone had shocked looks in their eyes.
These seven cubs?
Is this the 1950s? Promoting multiple births?
Lin Ming was still comforting the seven little dumplings. Who knew what these soldiers were thinking? After comforting them for a long time, he made the seven little dumplings relax and then let the little guys go inside to play.
.
The seven poor little dumplings came here in high spirits, wanting to play with these uncles.
As a result, who knew it was a group of scary bad uncles.
At that moment, I secretly made up my mind: I will never play with these bad uncles again.