Dongjie City is located on the South China Sea border of Yunzhou, backed by the sea, and is an important line of defense for Yunzhou against the maritime restricted area.
When you go out from the north gate of the city, you will see a vast expanse of blue.
The wind blowing in the face carries the unique fishy smell of sea water, and the rocks have become strangely rugged under the constant impact of waves.
On the coastline not far away, you can also see fishermen packing their things on their boats and preparing to go fishing.
Wen Wenming stood on a rock not far from the coast, spread his hands, took a deep breath, and showed an extremely intoxicated look on his face.
"Have you seen this sea? Isn't it beautiful?"
Wen Wenming asked without looking back.
Behind him, Jiang Ning was held up by Dongjie City's guards, like a fish on a chopping board ready to be slaughtered.
After being defeated by Wen Wenming, he gave up his struggle.
The methods of the Fate-Breaking Formation Master were unpredictable. Jiang Ning asked himself that he could not find a way to crack it yet, so he consciously chose not to resist in order to preserve his strength and wait for the opportunity.
Jiang Ning had an expressionless face and ignored his words.
But it should not be said that the sea ahead is blue and has ripples of waves. If I hadn't come here as a prisoner, perhaps this place would actually be a good place to relax and enjoy.
Seeing that Jiang Ning ignored him, Wen Wenming didn't care either.
After laughing twice, he continued to sigh to himself: "What a beautiful place. It's a pity that it has become the burial ground of many people."
After saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Ning and asked with a teasing look on his face: "Little friend Jiang, you might as well take a guess at how many death row prisoners I have thrown into the sea over the years?"
Jiang Ning's eyes were lifeless.
Hearing this, he just glanced at him lightly.
He could finally see that the middle-aged man in front of him had a somewhat twisted personality. There was no need for him to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes with such a person.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wen Wenming felt a little bored.
It is true that as Jiang Ning guessed, living the same day all year round has made this powerful formation master tired of his current life.
In order not to let himself get bored, Wen Wenming would think of ways to add fun to his life every day, and the method that he was most passionate about was to torture the death row prisoners.
He liked to see those people crying and begging for mercy before they died. Therefore, Jiang Ning's performance made him feel bored and a little angry at the same time.
"How about this?"
He quickly came up with a new method.
Immediately he asked enthusiastically: "Guess whether the number of people I threw into the sea is an odd number or an even number. If you guess right, I will let you go immediately!"
"how?"
No one is willing to seek death, and Jiang Ning is no exception.
Seeing what he said, whether it was true or false, aroused Jiang Ning's interest.
He was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Do you mean what you say?"
Wen Wenming smiled brighter.
"It counts, of course it counts!"
"The person you offended is only Qiu Chaoyang, and it has nothing to do with me. Moreover, even Xiong Feihu couldn't capture you, so what's the big surprise if I can't capture you?"
Culture clearly shows an attitude of indifference.
Who said that one must be loyal to the emperor to eat the emperor's salary?
Jiang Ning was tempted.
Guessing whether the number of people he threw into the sea was an odd number or an even number, the result was a 50-50 chance, which meant that he had a half chance of surviving.
In this case, let’s take a gamble!
Jiang Ning's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he uttered two words in a dry throat: "Odd number!"
He guessed that the number of people thrown into the sea by Wen Wenming was an odd number!
The smile on Wenming Ming's face did not diminish, and he asked one of the guards: "Tell me, is his guess correct?"
Obviously, everyone who can come with him is a close confidant!
The guard quickly took out a pamphlet from his pocket and flipped through it quickly. After a while, he raised his head and said with an ugly look: "Hui...hui sir, it is indeed an odd number!"
Jiang Ning was immediately overjoyed and couldn't help but feel relieved.
It seems that my imperial luck is of some use.
But compared with his happiness, Wen Wenming's face seemed a little gloomy.
The smile slowly disappeared from his face, and Wen Wenming's voice had a hint of sinisterness.
"Are you sure it's an odd number?"
Cold sweat began to break out on the guard's forehead, and he hurriedly counted again, and then carefully replied: "Back to... Sir, make sure it's an odd number!"
"puff!"
Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh out loud and said: "Did you hear that it's an odd number? I guessed it right. I believe that Senior Wen's dignified formation will not break his promise, right?"
He was really grateful to this stupid guard!
Only then did the guard realize that he had done something wrong. He immediately fell to his knees on the ground with a frightened sound, his forehead pressed against the sand, and he did not dare to breathe.
He really wanted to slap the idiot in front of him to death, but not now.
After all, we can’t let outsiders see the joke!
His chest rose and fell violently. After a moment, he regained his smile and said to the guard who was kneeling on the ground: "You remembered wrongly. If you add his words to the book, wouldn't it be an even number?"
As he spoke, Wen Wenming raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning's expression suddenly changed.
"Wen Laogou, you don't have integrity!" Jiang Ning scolded angrily.
At this juncture, he still didn't know that the other party was trying to cheat, and it was clear that he would kill him no matter what.
Unexpectedly, Wen Wenming doesn't care at all.
He sneered disdainfully and said, "How can I be so dishonest? It's because this idiot doesn't know how to count, so he just missed it."
When Jiang Ning heard this, he glared angrily.
In fact, this guy had no intention of letting him go from the beginning, he just wanted to see himself angry!
"Old dog, you're going to die badly!" Jiang Ning scolded.
Wen Wenming sneered, raised his right arm, snapped his fingers, and said, "I don't know if I will die badly, but I know you will definitely die in front of me."
After speaking, he ordered the guards who were escorting Jiang Ning: "When you are satisfied, throw him into the sea to fill the eyes."