Chapter 137

Feng unconsciously came to Hank and stood. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't immediately open his mouth. Instead, he was thinking.

Hank looked at the "outsider" nervously with fear on his face. He could not guess what the other side was fighting against. The silence seemed to be an invisible pressure. About thirty seconds later, Feng unconsciously scooped out his pistol from his knapsack and asked, "do you know what this is?"

Hank shook his head.

"It's a weapon popular in the twentieth to twenty-first century." "You should know the meaning of the word" weapon ", Feng said

Hank nodded, "I know But... Century... What is it? "

Don't you even have this concept It seems that they are completely enslaved.

"In other words, the weapons that people used about 400 to 500 years ago," he added quietly

Hank asked gingerly, "why Tell me this? "

Feng chuckled, "I hope you have a concept of this thing." He said, pointing to the muzzle of the gun with his finger: "as long as I move my finger, there will be a kind of thing called a bullet flying out of here. Its flying speed is faster than the object launched by the anti gravity catapult. If it is used to attack humans..." He began to frighten hank: "hit the head, the brain will explode, hit the body, the internal organs will be smashed, hit the limbs, that limb will lose the ability to move and bleed..." He put on a very terrible look, like a mental illness to resist killing.

Facial expression is an international language, but also cross era. Even if two people are separated by a thousand years, they can read the emotions and sorrows written on their faces, so Feng can't help but successfully frighten each other.

At this point, he suddenly stopped talking about pistols and asked, "how many people are there in your village?"

"Here What do you ask? " Hank asked back nervously.

"What's the matter? You don't want to tell me? " "You are afraid that I will use this gun to deal with them?" Feng chuckled This is a question he knows. Show a weapon that the other party doesn't understand at all, and then immediately ask the question of population. Everyone will think about that.

"I There are 100000 people in our village! " Hank seemed to pluck up his courage and increase his voice.

"Is it Ha ha... " Feng chuckled easily. He bailed out his pistol and waved it in front of hank. "From the automatic navigation, we will arrive at your village in about 20 minutes. According to my observation, your village is quite hostile to outsiders... " He paused. Then he said, "if they attack us as soon as they see us I have a thousand bullets in this pistol. Even if my shooting rate is about 67%, how many people will die in your village? "

In the distance, the crazy trace sword shadow almost fell off the chair when he heard this. He said to himself, "how dare you cheat, a pistol, a thousand bullets?"? Where to put it? Different dimension magazine? Besides the pistol's shooting speed, even if you have a thousand bullets, and your arms and hands can support it. It's nearly half an hour since you have fired a thousand bullets. Do people in the village line up one by one to let you kill them?

"No Please. Don't kill the people in the village! " Hank begged, "there are only five thousand people in our village..."

"Hello! I believe it! " Crazy trace sword shadow heart startled way. But on the surface, he pretended to be calm, with his back to the two men, and sat in the front passenger's seat for continuous stupor.

"I can promise you not to kill." But you have to work with us

"OK Ok... What do you want me to do. " Said hank, shaking.

"Look, Hank." The tone of Feng unconsciously became quite sincere again, which is the so-called combination of hard and soft: "no matter what kind of prejudice you have towards" outsiders ", you should also see it. My friend and I are not very bloodthirsty people, even if you are the first to attack us with catapults. We didn't kill you, did we

Hank nodded.

The crazy trace sword shadow was shaking his head at the moment, and said in a low voice: "although it didn't kill him, but the death threat is escalating. Has it..."

"We just want to see your village, and then we'll leave." Feng unconsciously continued: "you can rest assured that this is not an investigation. There will be no" foreign troops "coming to attack you later. We are just travelers, just out of curiosity, wanting to see your village. "

Hank was skeptical of this. He did not believe that the so-called "foreign army" was likely to exist, but if the two men were purely visiting the village, he would not believe them.

"But Your village is obviously very exclusive, and there are deep-rooted misunderstandings about human beings outside the village. " While observing Hank's look, Feng said, "normally, I think any one in your village will hurt us for no reason. There is no chance for us to communicate." He shook his head: "in case of armed conflict, the result should be clear to you." He raised his hand and pointed out the crazy trace sword shadow behind him with his thumb: "I promise that my friend can kill more than 1000 of you with only cold weapons."

finally went back to Tucao, "when you are playing with mowing, you can't make complaints about it."

Anyway, Hank couldn't understand what he was talking about, so he went down the slope and said with a solemn face, "what he said is that for him, killing a thousand people is as easy as harvesting crops."

Hank was already sweating all over. Hearing this sentence, the scene before him appeared like a ghost, which made him more convinced of the teaching of sacrifice in the village: outsiders are demons, powerful, cunning and good at bewitching people. No matter how harmless, pitiful and beautiful they look on the surface, they must be killed without hesitation Don't even give them a chance to talk.

"Believe me, I don't want to see that happen as much as you do," Feng continued He clapped hank on the shoulder with one hand. "As long as you take us into the village according to the plan I said, I promise I won't hurt anyone. My friends and I will stay in your village for a few hours at most, and then we will leave. After that, you will be free. Whatever you do, it's OK to send someone to chase us." He paused for two seconds, looked at the change in Hank's expression, and then added, "at this moment, you can't believe what I said, but you have to weigh up what will happen if you don't cooperate." He turned around and sneered: "time is running out. If you think about it too long, the saloon will reach the destination. Then We can only take the opportunity to enter by force... " Genius a second to remember this website www.biquga.com, the fastest updated novel website!