Become a legend in the interstellar

At six o'clock in the evening, the dusk was dim and the sky was overcast.

Whoosh!

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

In the hills, the trees swayed, the flowers and plants swayed, shadowy and rustling, as if there were enemies everywhere.

The dry fallen leaves fluttered over the jungle, adding to the wind an aura of decay and death.

Outside the town, the mercenaries in charge of patrolling and guarding became nervous, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, not daring to blink their eyes too often, for fear that they would miss any area.

In the south of the town, in a huge square.

As the person in charge, Wang Zhong smiled. The scar on his face looked like a twisted centipede. He slowly walked up to the high platform built in the square, holding the microphone, and said to all the mercenaries, "I've kept you waiting!"

"it is good!"

"finally come!"

"Let's get started, we can't wait!"

A burst of cheers erupted from below, extremely lively.

Countless mercenaries raised their hands high, their faces full of excitement and excitement, roaring loudly, and the enthusiastic atmosphere was wave after wave.

This long-awaited grand event officially kicked off with the arrival of those prisoner trucks.

On the large screens inside and outside the square, the pictures of the prisoner trucks were displayed.

The wheels rolled slowly, ran over the central avenue of the town, and finally stopped firmly outside the square.

"Crack-!"

With a soft sound, the door lock of the carriage was unlocked, and the heavy metal doors opened to both sides.

Immediately afterwards, under the escort of two elite mercenaries, a bloody prisoner was taken out of the car.

Almost nothing on the prisoner's body was intact, the tattered clothes were stained with blood, the festered skin was covered with bloodstains, and even a piece of the ear was cut off, which was extremely miserable.

But the more miserable he was, the more excited the mercenaries were.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the prisoner on the big screen, many mercenaries' eyes lit up and they shouted excitedly.

"Okay! Just to torture these bastards!"

"Haha, the garbage from the Nanfeng organization has today!"

"Last time they attacked Lao Tzu's convoy and killed more than half of my brothers. They were so arrogant at that time!"

Excessive excitement caused many mercenaries to tremble and their faces were congested and red, but they didn't realize it, they were still yelling crazily, and they didn't even doubt whether the prisoner was real or not.

Before this trial began, many people were still skeptical because of the grapevine and rumors.

But now, under the impact of the enthusiastic atmosphere at the scene, the doubts in these people's hearts have already been washed away.

They become impulsive and blind, a bunch of machines that only know how to cheer and yell.

At this time, if someone dares to question loudly, they will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Therefore, even those who have doubts dare not speak out now, and can only follow the trend.

More is always right.

Su Xia sat at the back, her gaze was calm, she shook her head slightly, and she couldn't help thinking: "The time is still too short. Although the rumors spread by the Nanfeng Organization have had some effect, they have not completely disintegrated the trust of many mercenaries in Wang Teng. If there is another week or two, the effect of these rumors will be even better, but time waits for no one..."

During this time, the Nanfeng Organization used many methods.

Whether it was inside the town or outside the town, they did everything they could to try their best to disrupt this trial conference.

But they failed, and those basics alone won't do.

In the end, we can only use firepower to decide the winner!
No matter what era it is, fists and weapons are always guaranteed.

Soon, the second prisoner was released.

This person was also covered in wounds, covered in blood, with disheveled hair, one leg was broken, the white stubble was exposed, and the flesh and blood of the wound had already rotted, and rancid pus flowed out.

Ordinary people would be too scared to speak when they saw this scene.

But the mercenaries will only become more excited and cheer louder and louder.

On the high platform in the square, Wang Zhong, the person in charge of the town, took the opportunity to say with a smile, "Everyone, if it weren't for Boss Wang Teng, we wouldn't be able to catch these nasty Nanfeng members."

He grasped this timing very well, and immediately made Wang Teng's name appear in the hearts of countless mercenaries.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted words like "Boss Wang Teng" and "King of Mercenaries" in the corner of the square.

Soon, more and more people shouted, and the voices of shouting gradually became one in the square, resounding inside and outside the square.

"Boss Wang Teng!"

"King of Mercenaries!"

"King of Mercenaries!"

"..."

Some people raised their hands and cheered, some waved their organization flags, and the atmosphere in the square reached a new peak again!

Many people stood up excitedly, and even danced and jumped for joy.

That excited and excited look is comparable to the concerts of many big stars!
Over time, even the leaders of many mercenary organizations who came from afar were infected and merged into this sea of ​​joy unknowingly.

The bosses of many mercenary organizations began to think - should they take this opportunity to join Wang Teng's camp?
Those who can become the boss of the organization are naturally not fools.

Everyone could see Wang Teng's intentions.

The king of mercenaries wants to unify the wandering mercenaries in the southwest, and even radiate influence to the surrounding areas, and this trial meeting is just the first step he has taken.

Even if he didn't join Wang Teng's camp this time, he would definitely join in the future.

What happens if you don't join...

Everyone knows that.

During this period of time, there were many leaders of mercenary organizations who rebelled against Wang Teng in the wilderness, and they all disappeared inexplicably.

Of course, the word "disappeared" is just a nicer word. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that those people are already dead and can't die anymore, maybe even their bones have been fed to the dogs.

"Well, sooner or later we have to be loyal to Wang Teng. The sooner we join, the more attention we will get." The boss of a mercenary organization sighed and made a decision in his heart.

The general trend of the times is unstoppable, and the previous history of being kings will eventually come to an end.

At this moment, on the big screen, it can be seen that several more prisoners have been taken down.

Without exception, these prisoners were horrific, and the worst ones had been tortured to the point of being out of shape, and the number of bones on their bodies had been broken.

But even so, they still showed a look of unwillingness to give in, and some people cursed on the spot.

"Come on! Come on! Anything else, come to grandpa!"

It was a young man covered in blood. His teeth seemed to have been knocked out, and his voice was somewhat slurred, as he shouted angrily, "Is this all you have to do? Tickle grandpa?!"

"Hmph, you're still stubborn when you're about to die!" The mercenary escorting him said coldly.

"Haha, Grandpa, I'll go down first and wait for you trash in the ground!" The young man laughed, his disheveled hair shaking, revealing a bloody face.

He laughed wantonly, did not think about fear, but was extremely arrogant, laughing and saying provocative words at the same time, like a lunatic who does not know how to live or die!
This arrogant appearance really aroused the anger of many mercenaries.

Inside and outside the square, bursts of cursing and crusade broke out in an instant.

"Damn it, it's all in our hands. He's still so arrogant. Who gave him the courage?" A boss of a mercenary organization yelled. His supplies were robbed by the Nanfeng organization, so he especially hated the Nanfeng organization.

"He's so arrogant when he's about to die, does he think that people from the Nanfeng organization will come to rescue him?" said the boss of another mercenary organization.

"We have so many brothers here today, let alone the South Wind Organization, even if there is another North Wind Organization, we can win in one battle!"

"well said!"

These words instantly aroused the resonance of countless mercenaries, and all the mercenaries applauded and shouted.

Town No. [-] has gathered tens of thousands of mercenaries who can fight. Even on the battlefield of a large-scale race war, so many fighters are a force not to be underestimated.

At a critical moment, so many people are enough to change the direction of a war!

In the past, they were all scattered in the wilderness, fighting on their own. The small wandering mercenary organization only had more than a dozen people, and the large one had only a few hundred people. It was impossible to fight against the Nanfeng organization.

But now they are united!

"Don't care about the south wind and the north wind, even if there is another northwest wind, I will send them to hell!" A mercenary blushed, his eyes were bloodshot, he stood up with his fists clenched and shouted, his throat was almost broken.

"Yes, send them to hell!"

"Isn't that masked man an emissary from hell? Just let him see his own people and go down to accompany him one by one!"

The atmosphere kept rising, and many people couldn't care less. They were dazzled by the enthusiastic atmosphere inside and outside the square, and dared to call out the four words masked man.

You know, before this, many mercenaries regarded the four words "masked man" as taboo.

They dare not speak out, for fear of being sensed by the masked man himself.

But now, the fiery atmosphere made them temporarily forget their fear.

Beside the prison car, the young man heard the words of many mercenaries, instead of being afraid, he laughed even louder, and said presumptuously: "Only you? Are you worthy of mentioning the masked boss? Remember your words, the masked boss will come to you and send you down one by one. Grandpa, I will boil the oil pan below and wait for you! I will wait! Hahaha..."

"Snapped!"

The mercenary next to him slapped the young man's face violently, and a murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes.

Then, he grabbed the young man's hair, pulled it violently, and violently pulled him towards the execution platform in the square.

The young man's face was covered with blood, and he was wearing heavy shackles on his hands and feet. As he was being dragged along, the blood on his face kept dripping down, and the shackles made a dull sound.

What he said just now made the mercenaries inside and outside the square even more angry.

"Kill that bastard, but don't let him die so arrogantly!" a mercenary yelled.

"Tear off his skin inch by inch, and see if he will still be so stubborn!"

"Cut open his stomach, take out his lungs, roast them and feed them to the dogs! Let him watch the dogs eat them!"

"..."

The wandering mercenaries in the wilderness represent part of the bottom line of human beings in this world, because they can always do things that break the bottom line.

In the face of unarmed ordinary people, they can commit cruel acts that almost exceed the limits of human imagination.

Su Xia had already seen her in Luoxing Town.

For many mercenaries, killing and torture means joy.

Blood and gore is one of the most intuitive feelings in the world, and it is also one of the scenes that can stimulate the nerves of the brain the most.

Soon, sixteen prisoners were taken down.

Amidst the angry curses of countless wandering mercenaries, the sixteen disguised prisoners were tied to the cross one by one.

Their bodies were dry and emaciated, their bodies were dirty and bloody, and their hair was disheveled, as if the crucified Jesus was about to accept the judgment of death on the cross.

Next to each execution frame, there are cruel instruments of torture.

Some instruments of torture can make people shudder just by looking at them.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside and outside the entire square was completely ignited. The cheering mercenaries were going crazy. They stood up and shouted hoarsely. It seemed that everyone wished that they could replace the executioner and torture those damned prisoners in person.

On the high platform in the square, Wang Zhong smiled and held the microphone, extremely satisfied with the current scene.

This is what he wants.

"Master Wang Teng should also be satisfied."

To unite the wandering mercenaries in the entire southwest region, this kind of large gathering is essential.

At this moment, Wang Zhong's expression changed suddenly, he raised his head and looked towards the distance in the south of the town, the smile on his face increased a bit, and he whispered to himself: "It's finally here, I thought you could bear it."

I saw the jungle shaking in the distance and the trees shaking.

A group of frightened birds flew up, flapping their wings and flying towards the distant sky.

The startled flock of birds not only attracted Wang Zhong's attention, but also attracted the attention of most mercenaries inside and outside the square.

"coming!"

"The people from Nanfeng are here!"

"Haha, it's finally here, I've been waiting for them for a long time!"

This time, it was not an ambush or a plunder, and the initiative had been firmly controlled by the mercenaries themselves.

And the Nanfeng organization became the passive party.

"Listen, people of Nanfeng, if you dare to bomb the town with long-range firepower, I will kill all these prisoners immediately!" Wang Zhong said loudly while holding the microphone.

"I know there are some of you in the crowd, it's actually very easy to save people!"

With a smile on his face, he glanced at the crowd, and said loudly: "Put down your weapon, kneel down to me, and beg me to let you go, so I can consider letting you go!"

"Well said, kneel down for me!"

"Ha ha!"

The mercenaries burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

Take advantage of what you say, don't take it for nothing!
They have long been mentally prepared for the upcoming battle.

This time they have the upper hand, if they still can't win, then fate is not on their side.

Various organizations took action, some entered the fortifications that had been prepared long ago, and some sent out pathfinding teams.

In the area under the responsibility of the tiger organization, Heihu found Su Xia and others.

He looked indifferent, pointed at the old mercenary surnamed Wang, and said coldly: "You, go to the jungle to find out what Nanfeng is."

The old mercenary was startled, his mouth grew big, and he pointed at himself in disbelief.

"I?"