The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The cadre who had lost both arms glared at me unwillingly and angrily, and under his chopped arms, a hidden short crossbow was exposed.

I kicked the short crossbow and laughed: "You are really not easy. You always pretend to be scared and mix in it. When someone is forced to confess, I will fish in troubled water and kill that person, so that I lose the source of the clue. All the plans were completely ruined and had to be restarted."

"I have to say, you are a cunning guy, who knows how to hide yourself, and you have courage." I sighed: "It's a pity that your eyes betray you, because I have never seen a threat of death. Next, I still want to kill the fellows first, especially in this situation, you need to work together to face the situation."

"Tell one more piece of information that I need, and your chances of survival will become greater. Those who don't tell, and those who lie will all die. I said this clearly." I looked at him coldly and said:" Do you think that if you kill this fat man, other people will be frightened by your fear and dare not say it? Don’t be silly, it’s impossible for you to realize this kind of idea, especially if there is a big difference in strength. Between you and me."

I pulled a chair, sat down, and continued: "The difference between your strength and mine is too great. Even if you get lucky to kill him, I will destroy you before you kill the second person. What's more, when you are in front of me, you can't make it through a single move, let alone silence your mouth."

With that said, I took out a paper bag from my arms, opened it, and took out a wad of papers, flipping through the pages, a minute later, I took out one of them, shook it in front of him, and said: "This is you Information, your friends, and your family."

I took it back with a smile, and whispered softly: "You have a wife, a son, three dead brothers, and a valuable villa. These were all given to you by the second master, I did not say Wrong."

There was panic and panic in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and stared at me.

Sweat or blood continued to shed, making him weaker, but he was still struggling to survive.

I know what he is thinking. He is not afraid of death, but afraid to die, because he doesn't know what I will do.

The reason why I know this is because a certain enemy I killed told me just like this before he died.

Seeing his surprised and horrified expression, I continued: "Don't be so surprised, you can get your information anytime as long as I want. This is my strength. If I really want to kill you, you can't escape if you want to. Dropped."

"Okay, let's get back to business" I leaned down, picked up the short crossbow on the ground, fiddling with it, and said, "What a delicate thing, it must be very expensive, villas, women, brothers, money, and this, delicate and delicate Expensive weapons, these are all given to you by the Second Young Master, why did he give you these? Huh? Why is he a cadre of such a small guild who cares about you so much?"

I aimed at him with a short crossbow, and shook my hand again, and said, "I think, you must know this question, but—"

With a wave of my hand, I said loudly to the three people next to me: "You guys, don't know."

The three of them obviously didn't know the so-called, and they all looked frightened and dumbfounded.

I nodded and said, "That's right, a guy with your identity is not qualified to know the true identity of this guy. He, he is a dog under the second master, a loyal dog to monitor you."

"On weekdays, he eats and enjoys with you, gambles and prostitutes like a brother, and kisses like a person. Once you have a little betrayal, he will immediately tell his master everything about you, and you, guess Soon, the world will evaporate.” As I said, I looked like the fat man before: “Just like you.”

I passed the short crossbow in my hand.

The fat man looked at me hesitantly, his hands were trembling, and his body was also trembling. He didn't pick it up, just kept shaking.

"Take it," I ordered.

Only then did the fat man tremble all over the short crossbow, and his whole body became worse.

"Look carefully, if you were hit by this crossbow, would you still be alive?"

The fat man only glanced at it, and then desperately shook his head, so much that he almost caught up with the rattle.

"Well, I gave it to you as a souvenir." I smiled and said, "If you tell me the information I want honestly in a while, this memorial might be left to your children and grandchildren."

"Big, my lord, I don't have a wife yet."

The fat man said tremblingly.

I was amused by the fat man's words, grinned, and said, "Is it because I don't understand enough?"

The fat man nodded first, then he was taken aback, and then desperately shook his head, the amplitude was larger than before.

I am worried that he will break his neck.

"That's good."

With that said, I came to my arms again, in front of the dying Second Young Master’s loyal dog, squatted down, and said, "How about, do you want to talk to me? If it's intelligence, maybe I will Open the net and let you go. Even though you don’t have your arms, it doesn’t mean you are dead. How about it? Have you thought about it?"

Pooh!

He stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and spit at me fiercely.

The saliva fell to the ground without flying half a minute.

It's not that he doesn't want to vomit far, but because he has no strength.

"I have already given you a chance" I said coldly, raised my head, and beckoned to the old man at the door. The old man stood up and walked over slowly. I said: "Give him a bandage, by the way, help me see With these people, I want to go out and be back soon."

After speaking, I took a glance at the cadres on the ground and revealed a touch of it, and I could feel an evil smile without looking.

"You, what are you going to do!" The cadre on the ground finally spoke, with a weak voice, and a little dying: "No, don't move my family!"

I stood up and glanced at him contemptuously: "I have given you a chance, but you didn't seize it. You can't blame me."

"Please, please, please, please, no, don't do this!" His voice was still weak and his tone was not as firm as before.

"You are loyal to your master, and I am also loyal to my family. I admire your tough personality for not betraying the master, but unfortunately, your master will threaten me. Therefore, you are my enemy, and I treat the enemy. There is only one way." I stretched out my index finger, shook it in front of him, and said, "Whether your family, or your friends, or even close neighbors, will be my potential enemies. , So all will die."

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