doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 846 Punching the old master to death

On a mountain peak 27 kilometers away from the meeting platform of the waterfall, a team is already in full swing.

Yang Mu and Li Baozhu met the leader here, who was accompanied by a team of the Wind and Sand City Army, and his name was Spiel Horton.

This is a white man who looks less than 40 years old. He is drinking with a beautiful black chick in his arms. When he sees Yang Mu, he takes the initiative to raise his glass.

"Salute to our great and heroic leader. Are you Mr. Yang Mu? I only heard of your name three hours ago. I didn't expect to be so young."

With a smile on his face, Yang Mu sat directly on the grass opposite him.

"The car drove two kilometers away. The people here are too dense. I can't continue to let the car go. It was the soldiers from Fengsha City who guided me here. On the way, they introduced you to me, the younger brother of the King of the Irish Empire. , I heard that you were originally the most qualified to inherit his throne, and in your empire, you are also a very prestigious spokesperson for the common people."

"Hehe, yes, the commoners love me, because I have been working hard to fight for their rights, so that I have become a devil in the eyes of my brother and other nobles. They have always wanted to get rid of me. This time, they took the opportunity to kill me. I stayed and took my poor 40 civilian brothers. My brother told me that this is an honorable mission, and someone must stay to stop the zombies from advancing, right?"

"Yes, because they knew your prestige and status, the soldiers of Sandstorm City didn't make things difficult for you. They hoped that you could become the leader of this generation's fight against the corpse tide, so I came to talk to you."

"Those soldiers are good. They are distributing a lot of rough stones to our people. These people didn't have rough stones before, but now they have them, because everyone wants them to die."

"Spiel Horton, I think you also understand that, as you said, someone must stay and die, otherwise we will be made dumplings by zombies. Now we are not fighting a group of soulless zombies. Behind, the corpse king of the territory is staring at everyone."

"I know, I understand! That's why you stayed. You are a person with ideals and public morality. I admire your courage."

Yang Mu smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Spiel Horton pushed away the black girl in his arms, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said in a gloomy tone:

"But you have to give me a reason why I stayed and brought my hundreds of thousands of civilian brothers to die! We actually lived a very comfortable life. The zombie group was originally more than 100 kilometers away from our station, but suddenly They moved for a while, and formed a momentum of encirclement after spreading. They made a big circle from the north, as if they wanted to swallow everything, so we had to run. In fact, I think we might have a chance to run ahead, but Now we have to stay because you have built a damn position here, because you have a meeting with our king, my noble brother, so I must stay, if I go, I will disobey the king and I can’t leave, can I? There are people everywhere, your Wind Sand City Army is already setting up minefields, setting up weapons on high ground, and targeting missiles at us, so we must stay and fight! We It seems impossible to get out, but His Highness Yang Mu, my dear coalition leader, we don't want to stay, so you have to give me a reason, why do we stay here? If there is no reason, then my brothers and I , I would rather die than obey! Yang Mu, don’t take people too simply, no one will let you manipulate them casually!”

No one wants to die, no one is selfless, no one is willing to give up their lives for a group of nobles.

So Spielhorton asked the question that everyone cared about.

That is--

Why should I stay here.

Yang Mu frowned slightly, he actually didn't think about the answer, although this question has always been in his mind.

The black chick took a wine glass from a nearby box, and it was wild, like a picnic.

At this time Li Baozhu was very nervous and anxious, and she no longer felt that all this had nothing to do with her.

【yes!The battle has just begun!Everyone needs a reason, why am I here? 】

[Yang Mu, can you frown a little more?You don't have an answer, do you?Are you not a prepared person?Give him a reason! 】

[The whole army!The whole position needs a reason!Death is not that scary, but dying for no apparent reason is scary! 】

【Hell, Yang Mu really doesn't have an answer, the black chick poured him wine, and he's drinking now?Is this time to drink?Wouldn't it be even more unexpected if I got drunk for a while? 】

[You can't count on him!A reason, what kind of reason is it? 】

[Save human beings?go to hell! 】

【Pursue a dream?Too stupid! 】

[Achieving self-worth?Realize your sister!How can it be achieved when everyone is going to die? 】

[Calm down, Li Baozhu, you must calm down!You are a very smart woman, think slowly and seriously. 】

[Well... two aspects, the minority and the majority!Such as the country and the people.Why should we live and work in peace and contentment?Because the people want this, and the country needs the people to live and work in peace and contentment, so that the country can be stable. 】

[The same reason, why are we here?This question should be answered at two levels, why are ordinary people here, and why are managers here. 】

[Wow wow wow!Woo hoo!so hard!Can't think of it!A concubine can't do it! 】

Li Baozhu was going to be entangled to death.

Yang Mu drank a glass of wine at this time, looked up at Spiel Horton, smiled and said:
"There are two aspects to this matter. Your brothers must be here because of you. They trust you, rely on you, and know that you are their way out."

"Yes, that's right, so I ask you, why am I here?"

"Because of me, your king brother has abandoned you, don't you think you should re-plan the future? I am a person who can share your interests, Spielhorton, we have to plan a future , I am confident that we can build a doomsday Utopia, and we can..."

"Hahaha! Mr. Yang Mu, forgive me for interrupting you, and to be blunt, you are too naive, we are going to die soon, you tell me Utopia?"

[Damn it!Is there a seam?let me get in there, will you?If you don't think about it, can you shut up?Shit Utopia?Where is the Utopia?If you paint cakes for others at this time, will they believe you?idiot? 】

Yang Mu is still very calm, he also knows how unrealistic what he said, but now, the only thing he can do is to draw cakes.

"Spiel Horton, allow me to tell you my story."

Yang Mu secretly untied his level nine blue, then bound level ten, and fine-tuned some attributes. He has one main soul and three secondary souls, so it's not difficult to do such a thing.

Afterwards, fine sand flowed from his fingers, slowly forming a plane, not too big, about ten square meters, in the open space beside them.

After that, Yang Mu raised various sand-formed buildings on the plane, fine-tuned the sand to have different colors, so the various sand-formed buildings were more vivid, as if they were real, scaled-down models.

When a gust of wind blows out, more sand appears and turns into vivid little people. Because the sand has color, these little people are also somewhat vivid.

This has formed a block, and very vivid little people shuttle on the street.

Yang Mu smiled and pointed to a little man holding a child, and said softly:
"That's my mother and me, and my story should start here."

Next, both Spielhorton and Li Baozhu widened their eyes, looking at this three-dimensional and vivid sand table, on which stories began to be deduced.

Yang Mu spent a full 15 minutes describing his life until the end of the day.

Spiel Horton was really stunned, amazed by Yang Mu's legendary story, and also admired by Yang Mu's method of manipulating quicksand.

This is too powerful, can the blue stone do this?This must be the ability of the blue stone, only the blue stone can be ever-changing, and Spiel Horton has not really seen what is ever-changing until today.

When Yang Mu said this, he seemed to have just started to get to the point.

With a wave of his hand, the sand table suddenly flew up, spread out, and broke down more sand. It continued to extend, and finally covered the tops of people's heads. Everyone was amazed. What is this terrible ability?

Yang Mu looked at Spielhorton and smiled, saying:
"But the end is coming, and they appeared!"

With Yang Mu's backhand, all the sand turned into zombies. For a moment, zombies were covered within a kilometer above people's heads, walking five meters above the ground.

At this moment, the crowds were all in chaos. They thought that the zombies were really coming, and panicked. It wasn't until someone shouted out that they were fake that everyone calmed down a little, but they still had lingering fears.

Yang Mu looked at Spiel Horton, and Spiel Horton also looked at Yang Mu.

"My God! How the hell did you do it?"

"It's just imagination. Using the blue rough stone and metal sand as the medium, I can practice what I imagined on the sand table, but the sand table seems to be a little bigger, probably more than one kilometer."

[Is this a little bigger?I thought you really wanted to impress people with your legendary growth story, but you are clearly threatening!Look at this Spielhorton, I'm already intimidated by your abilities!But yes, who is not afraid?This is equivalent to summoning a group of zombies with sand!Hey, if there are a thousand masters of your strength, maybe you really don’t have to be afraid of zombies. Throwing these fake zombies made of sand into the zombie group will be enough for them to take an hour? 】

"Mr. Yang Mu, you summoned a group of zombies like this, what are you trying to express?"

Spielhorton asked, looking a little frightened.

"It's nothing."

Yang Mu stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, suddenly all the sand zombies were shattered, and all the flying sand quickly returned to flow into Yang Mu's fingertips.

Yang Mu looked at Spiel Horton and said:

"It's really nothing. I just want to tell you that my life is not easy. So even if we are in a desperate situation, I will definitely live on, Spielhorton, I think you must think so, yes ?"

Spill Horton's old face darkened, he seemed to understand what Yang Mu meant.

"Understood, I kind of understand."

"Oh? Really understand?"

"I know why I'm here now...Yang Mu, you just want to tell me that your strength is against the sky, even if I have 40 civilian brothers here, you can kill me just by raising your hand. So the reason I want to stay is actually the same as yours, just to live. Because if I want to leave now, you can kill me immediately, right? In order to live, I can only stay in this dead place, right? "

"This……"

Yang Mu was speechless, he didn't mean that!He just wants to show his greatness, power, strength, and some charisma, and then wants Spielhorton to submit to himself, so that he has a reason to stay, and he stays, of course the people below him So he stayed, so he didn't mean to threaten.

"Okay Yang Mu, you won, I have witnessed your strength, and my life is not easy, well, then I will stay and let my brother kill zombies! Hey, yes, I just If you want to live, since your fist is hard, then I will bear it, okay?"

"..."

Yang Mu didn't know what to say, this was really not his intention.

"Cut, it's really low-level! He actually used intimidation. This Spill Horton turned out to be soft-boned, no wonder he couldn't be the king! Come on, it turns out that this guy's leadership demeanor is all fake. And Yang Mu, Isn't it good for you to be straightforward when you threaten? A lot of effort was wasted."

Yang Mu really wanted to cry.

Made!Didn't anyone find his charisma from his display?Depressed to death!

Li Dahua pouted, so angry!
I didn't expect things to be resolved like this.

Yang Mu was forced to show off his muscles?And it worked!low level!Too low level!

【Humph!Shameless!You are so beautiful!I despise you! 】

……

On the top of the mountain, a handsome and coquettish person appeared. No one could tell whether he was a man or a woman, and no matter whether he was a man or a woman, he was so beautiful that it was impossible to describe.

"Well, I feel it, Yang Mu is here, go down and kill him, understand this grievance, this time, you will definitely die!"

He muttered to himself, and then rushed down the mountain. On his back was a black pole, something like a writing brush!

(End of this chapter)