When Wang Ye returned to God Burial City, his painting style had completely changed.
If I remember correctly, I went out for a total of six days?
Roughly the same.
I went to find a way to the capital, then went on an outing with Maitreya, and finally went to visit old friends in the wasteland.
When he first left, the entire God Burial City was very solemn. Everyone worked together, thinking about how to become stronger and how to conquer the heavens.
but now...
Why are a group of people grabbing one person and beating him up?
The most important thing is that the person who was beaten didn't say a word. After about ten minutes, he suddenly whistled. Some of the people who originally beat him turned against him.
Then there was a chaotic battle.
It's inexplicable.
Will there be a camp or a team so soon?
Mission Impossible?
Seeing these guys, you punch, I kick, and this guy with long ears, floating in the sky, breaking up the fight, one by one, family members.
My God Burial City always feels like it is turning into a pyramid scheme...
For a moment, Wang Ye was a little confused.
It's so scary.
"Boss Wang is back!"
I don’t know who discovered Wang Ye first, and suddenly shouted, and the crowd suddenly dispersed and disappeared on the street, leaving only the frail young man laughing ferociously: “Come on, beat me up! "
"Do you really think I can't find any teammates?"
At this time, his gold-rimmed glasses were broken and his face was bruised and swollen.
Everyone's actions are very measured, causing you pain but not causing injury. They are all professional.
However, because of the lack of glasses and the fact that everyone was too selfless in the fight just now, they didn't notice that Wang Ye was back at all.
Just exuding domineering, standing in the center of the street.
"Nine heavens and ten earths, I am the only one invincible!"
Following this domineering declaration, he vaguely noticed a figure opposite him.
The next second, he growled, raised his fist and swung it.
Anyway, everyone is fighting in a group. You punch me and I punch you. There is nothing wrong with that.
But soon, he suffered a tragedy.
It was as if he had been hit by a steel plate, and his arm was broken. The next second he heard a curious voice: "How can the Xiaoxiaotian group be so talented and capable of having a Wolong like you?"
Then, he glanced at Chang Er, who was still feeling sorry for the frail young man: "No, it's you, Wolong and Phoenix, who are two talented people."
...
Silence fell.
The frail young man was immediately confused. He just had bad eyesight, but it wasn't that his brain was bad.
Wang Ye's voice can still be heard.
Get into trouble.
Almost instantly, he understood his situation.
"Zhu Laogou, how dare you use illusion to harm me!"
"Isn't it because you privately said that Boss Wang is ugly, speaks poorly, and has a bit of facial paralysis, and I scolded him righteously, so you hold a grudge?"
"Shameless old thief, too old to die!"
"It's so shameless!"
At this time, the frail young man gritted his teeth and his eyes were swollen and could not open his eyes, but he still yelled angrily.
"Boss Wang is such a good person!"
"Handsome, strong, and righteous!"
"How on earth did you say such things without conscience, and now you are blinding my vision with illusions!"
"This hatred is irreconcilable. Next time you blow yourself up, I will drag you with me!"
Hearing the shrill roar of the frail young man, an uncle who was leisurely watching the excitement in the distance was stunned.
When people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven.
He admitted that during the group fight, he was indeed the most vicious, but he did not expect revenge to come so quickly.
What the hell...
It’s really hard to watch the fun these days, and this thing can’t be explained.
Because he is really good at illusions.
This is the ability of his brain to awaken and create an illusory space.
Seeing Wang Ye's calm eyes looking towards him, the middle-aged uncle sneered, turned around and hid in the room, closing the door.
But the frail young man continued to curse.
Although they were scolding, Wang Ye's words were almost disgusting.
None of these people are afraid of death.
Now if you order him to blow himself up, he won't even ask you why, he will just blow up.
But it doesn't mean they are not afraid of pain.
The life of this group of people is already boring enough. The road ahead is full of darkness and pain. If they don't find some fun and entertain themselves, then they really don't have the courage to live.
so...
This kind of dying person seems to smile more and be more active than normal people.
At this time, Wang Ye was already a little stunned.
To be honest, these were indeed things he had not thought of. His original idea was to recruit a group of people who dared to fight and die.
No other ideas.
But now it seems that the whole thing is talent.
Not to mention others, the shameless guy in front of me who is still acting like crazy is probably no less shameless than himself. Including the fact that he secretly watched them fight before, and kept secret every one of them.
And if you say betrayal, then betray it, and the cooperation is extremely natural.
we can even say...
Apart from being inferior to themselves in terms of strength, these people are no worse than themselves in other aspects.
This is not to belittle oneself, but it is a fact.
Wang Ye never thought that he was the darling of any era, the son of heaven and earth, etc. His only luck might be that he had a good predecessor.
To put it crudely, it means...
I have accumulated good deeds in my previous life.
Without these reasons, he may not be as strong as these people.
After all, the entire human race has only produced such a few geniuses. Being able to be on par with them has already proven something.
You can't say that the human race is the only one with talent like me.
The rest are mediocre people, lying at home every day, doing nothing, eating and waiting to die?
This is a background wall that only appears in novels.
The fact is...
In a huge population base, no matter how small the probability is, a group of real talents and ruthless people will emerge.
And those who have experienced countless fights, from weak to strong, to those who have died in their hearts...
He is a talent among talents.
perhaps...
I have always underestimated them.
If they were only used as packs of wolves to rob, wouldn't they be overqualified?
Wang Ye thought in his heart.
Perhaps, these people are more suitable to form small teams and disperse in the wasteland. There is no need to give them any orders. They can do whatever they want. As long as they meet the people in Heaven and Lingshan, they will find a way to kill them. If they meet the treasures, they will find a way to take them away. ,Will suffice.
In this case, it can have unexpected effects.
Everyone is like a dragon.
If a group of dragons are gathered together, the effect will be greatly reduced.
Instead of letting them be packs of wolves, they might as well turn into ferocious lions to radiate their own light.
Let Heaven and Lingshan know that human race...
It’s not just him, Wang Ye, but countless Wang Ye.
