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Three days later, at night, in a small manor outside the town, the open space in front of the manor hall was burning with torches on both sides, illuminating the open space, reflecting the thirteen figures in the open space tightly bound by a thick rope with thumbs.

Around them, more than twenty people held sharp blades and surrounded them in the middle.

Wen Li walked to Wang Yue and pointed at the person in the middle and said quietly.

"Lord, I have brought all the people you want. These are the death row prisoners I have collected from all over the world in recent days. They are all the people you call me."

Wang Yue glanced at it and nodded. These thirteen people were indeed not ordinary death row prisoners. They were all full of murderous aura, and most of them were introverted and no longer showed off. On the outside, they looked like an honest ordinary man.

It is said that if a dog bites people, it doesn’t bark, and killing people will feel like this, it’s already interesting.

But one of them, who called him a little unhappy. When Wang Yue looked at him, he looked at him without any concealing murderous intent. Seeing that he was vaguely looking at the pig and dog, he pressed him down and said, "Mr. Wen, I'll bother, you'll ask your person to retreat first."

Wen Li hesitated slightly, but thinking about Wang Yue's methods, how could he be afraid that these death row prisoners who didn't even have the power of warriors and were just used to killing people? With a brief instruction, this private force he maintained outside the organization immediately withdrew from the outside of the village.

The death row prisoners in the middle were slightly in agitation.

They each looked at each other and communicated silently, but after their eyes fell on Wang Yue's samurai robe, they did not dare to move lightly. Among ordinary people, they were already extremely powerful figures, and ordinary people could not catch them at all. Since they could be captured, they naturally experienced the power of warriors.

Wen Li sent everyone away. Although the death row prisoners were in agitation, he did not dare to do anything randomly. He continued: "Wen Li dared not do his best to do his best in the lord's affairs, but this is also a convenience for organization. Many of us who cooperated with the warriors can obtain it from this. However, these people, because they are not ordinary death row prisoners and doctors are also interested in them, they also spent some money to clear them."

Will doctors be interested in these types of death row prisoners?

Think about it, from the perspective of modern people on Earth, they are all murderers with serious and even perverted circumstances. However, in this era, it is a kind of talent that ordinary people do not possess. During the record of the Grand Historian Jing Ke's assassination of Qin, Qin Wuyang, who followed Jing Ke to Qin, was valued by Prince Dan of Yan State because he dared to kill people at the age of thirteen and called him a warrior. Not only did he not execute him because of his murder, he instead recruited him.

"Not bad, not bad!" Wang Yue laughed, and suddenly his voice louder: "It's all the people I want, but there are a lot of people."

"What?" Wen Li was puzzled. Wang Yue felt that it was too much. But Wang Yue continued, "Then reduce it. There is a weak wolf here. He ran to the powerful lion territory and dared to provoke the lion."

A white whip suddenly shot out from his body, and the snake bone whip's tail was wrapped around the neck of the man who had told him that he was unhappy. The huge force suddenly tugged and pulled back. The next moment, the bone whip returned to Wang Yue's waist, and his head flew high, and blood splattered, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

Wen Li only realized that Wang Yue's murderous power against these murderers had begun. This process not only showed his cruelty and strength, but also told this group of people that he wanted to use them, but not so many, and would eliminate several people from them at any time, and put the threat of death on everyone at the same time.

Sure enough, the faces of these death row prisoners changed, and there was awe in their eyes when they looked at Wang Yue. They undoubtedly realized that the warrior in front of them was a man who could control their life and death.

"Mr. Wen, you can also withdraw."

Next, Wang Yue had some tricks and didn't want him to see them, so he told him this.

"No!" Without asking more or saying more, Wen Li agreed to the promise, slowly retreated, and quickly left the manor.

Watching him go away, Wang Yue turned his eyes expressionlessly and said coldly: "I only need six people, that is to say, there are two or three sons present, and only six people can live. Only those who are alive can serve me, and they can live well, and even have the power of a far superior person and comparable to a warrior."

"As for which six people can live, it's up to you to decide."

Listening to his cruel decision, the death row prisoners were in agitation again, and gradually the look of their eyes looking around was a little wrong.

One of the dead prisoners said, "Sir, we are all tied up..."

He was tied up, and he couldn't do it? Before he could finish his words, the death row prisoner beside him rushed over and knocked him to the ground. He then shrank his body and knelt hard on him, kneeling on his neck.

With a "click", the death row prisoner had already settled the account.

The death row prisoner who killed one person, then stopped caring for others. Because his feet were also trapped by a knot, it was inconvenient to make a big stride. He even hopped and slid to the side, looking at the field expressionlessly.

Wang Yue looked at him with appreciation: "He can live."

With the power of role models, the death row prisoners immediately knew what to do, looked around with their eyes, and were also wary of their left and right.

"Suddenly." There was a death row prisoner with an amazing jumping ability. After two small steps in succession, he jumped high, his body contracted in mid-air, and spread it again. His legs were clamped the neck of the death row prisoner who seemed very far away from him and did not take any warning to him. With the inertia and the rope between his feet, he shoveled him to the ground, and then used the force of the rope, and then he tweeted it away again.

"He can live, too."

The death row prisoners were completely in chaos, and various means were used to rush to the relatively weak people around them, rushing, pedaling, and even one death row prisoner who even bit his teeth and tearing the throat of another death row prisoner.

Soon, the number of death row prisoners decreased rapidly.

Among them, the only one who survived was the strong, but this strength was not only strength. One of them was the death row prisoner, who was not the strongest and quickest, but when another prisoner attacked and killed him.

There was also a pair of death row prisoners who quietly completed the exchange with their eyes. The two of them fought against the enemy together and killed two people one after another.

After just a few dozen breaths, the manor was in a mess, with blood flowing, and the bodies were lying all over the ground. Except for the first two, everyone else was injured, but most of them were injured by their teeth torn.

In this way, all the death row prisoners were left with only the six people needed by Wang Yue, each standing around him. Because of the previous killing, they kept a distance from each other, were alert, and then turned their eyes to Wang Yue.

In these eyes, Wang Yue clearly felt the forbearing hatred and murderous intent, but he didn't care about all of this.

These people were originally killed, so he collected them. All they wanted was a group of killing tools that dared to fight and kill, and they had their own control methods. They didn't care whether they hated him or had a backlash? But even though they thought so at this time, when they completely understood that they were powerless to resist, they would gain strength again. As long as they did not die, they would still become the best. At that time, they would have another thought.
Chapter completed!