This Game is Unusual

When Wang Ji heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, the light soon dimmed.

He shook his head and said, "I can't risk the lives of the villagers for my own selfishness."

"Captain, let's fight. There are so many people in our village, and there are also a lot of warriors. Are you afraid of just three of them?" Next to Wang Ji, a young warrior from the village growled.

"Yes, captain, let's fight. There are only 3 people on the other side, and all of them are wounded. With so many of us, it's too much energy to kill them!" Another young warrior growled.

"team leader……"

Not only those young warriors, but even the ordinary young adults in the village echoed their words one after another.

For a while, the crowd was excited.

They were frightened by Boss Ba's bloody methods just now, and suppressed by Yu Cunzheng and the patrol captain. Even though they were holding their breath in their hearts, they dared not say a word.

But now, Boss Ba and the others have walked hundreds of meters outside the village.

And Xiao Zhi's words were like a burning fuse, which completely ignited all the suppressed emotions in the hearts of the villagers!

"Captain, let's fight..."

"team leader……"

The villagers were agitated, and Wang Ji was a little moved. He looked at Yu Cunzheng who was not far away: "Cunzheng, what do you mean?"

Yu Cunzheng shook his head and sighed: "Defending the village and fighting the enemy, this is all your business, Captain Wang, and I won't ask about it."

Xiao Zhi saw that the fire was almost ready, and said again: "Captain Wang, this is not a risk, as long as you are willing to help me, I dare not say 100% sure, I have at least 90% sure that I can kill Boss Nappa!"

When Xiao Zhi said this, his tone was firm and confident!

"Xiao Zhi, are you really 90% sure that you can kill Boss Nappa?" Wang Ji asked.

"Captain Wang, I won't make fun of my own life for this kind of thing!" Xiao Zhi said in a deep voice.

"That's good! Then I'll believe you this time, let's go, kill the bandit! Kill the boss!" Wang Ji growled and pulled out his saber from behind, pointing to the deep night, the three men a hundred meters away. A vague figure.

It is indeed a sharp weapon class sword that surpasses ordinary weapons.

The blade is like a pool of autumn water, and its appearance alone far surpasses the fine iron long knife held in Xiao Xie's hand.

"Kill the bandit! Kill the boss!" Everyone roared together.

As the captain of the village patrol, Wang Ji was about to rush forward with the warriors and young men in the village, but Xiao Zhi grabbed him.

Wang Ji stopped in his tracks and looked at Xiao Zhi in doubt.

Xiao Zhi pointed to the sharp weapon in Wang Ji's hand, and said, "Captain Wang, I will lend you the saber. After this battle, I will return it to you."

Wang Ji obviously hesitated.

He has always cherished this saber very much. Since he got it, he has never left his body. Even when he sleeps, he sleeps with it in his arms.

Xiao Zhi said in a low voice: "Is the life of the whole village more important, or this knife? Captain Wang, please distinguish between priorities. Besides, I just borrow this knife for a while, and I will return it to you after I use it. !"

"Here you are!" Wang Ji didn't hesitate any longer, and handed the sharp sword in his hand to Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi couldn't help but be overjoyed when he took this sharp weapon level saber.

The reason why he resisted not doing anything at the time was to persuade Li Pingfeng and Wang Ji, the two Houtian 9th-dan warriors, and the other warriors in Heping Village to help him.

The other one was for the sharp sword in Wang Ji's hand.

As the saying goes, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.

For example, Boss Ba, an old bandit with a long history in the innate realm, must have weapons above the level of sharp weapons.

It is extremely irresponsible for one's own life to rush to Boss Ba to fight desperately with just an ordinary fine iron long knife.

If it was because of the weapon that he finally died in the hands of Boss Ba, Xiao Zhi in the real world would probably jump off the building in anger.

Xiao Zhi will feel at ease only if he holds a sharp sword in his hand.

After exchanging weapons with Wang Ji, Xiao Zhi's eyes inadvertently fell on the broken corpses lying in a pool of blood in front of the gate of the village.

In the past, he and Li Pingfeng hid among the villagers. Because of the angle of view, they couldn't see the corpses lying in the pool of blood.

But now I see it.

He had lived in a peaceful age since he was a child, and this was the first time he had come into contact with a corpse of his own kind so closely.

The death of these villagers was so terrifying and miserable.

Xiao Zhi froze in place, feeling his stomach churning.

With a pale face, he forcibly turned his head away, no longer looking at these corpses, but clenched the sharp weapon in his hand, and ran forward behind a group of villagers.

He didn't take the lead in rushing to the front, but followed the crowd with a knife, walking among the villagers.

With so many people acting together and such a big commotion, Ba Zhen and the other three bandits naturally couldn't be hidden.

The black crow squatting on Bazhen's shoulders flapped its wings soaring into the sky, hovered in the low sky, and made an unpleasant and piercing cry.

Boss Ba and the other two bandits quickened his pace and started running on the path out of the village.

This scene was watched by all the villagers.

"This Boss Ba is obviously afraid of us, everyone hurry up! Kill Boss Ba!" A young warrior in the village raised his fine iron long knife and shouted.

"Kill Boss Ba!" All the villagers were in high spirits, and their shouts were earth-shattering.

However, Xiao Zhi clenched the sharp sword in his hand, and a trace of worry rose in his heart.

He temporarily withdrew his gaze from a distance, and glanced over the front of the village team.

He found that it was not Wang Ji who rushed to the front, but several young warriors from Heping Village. It's Yang Xu, the half-child!

Xiao Zhi rushed forward a few steps, reached out and grabbed Yang Xu's arm, pulled him back forcibly, and shouted in a low voice: "Xiao Xu, you don't want to die, what are you doing so far ahead!"

Yang Xu didn't speak, but struggled hard, glaring at Xiao Zhi fiercely with his red eyes.

This look in his eyes made Xiao Zhi feel very strange.

Apparently, when Yang Xi was forcibly taken away by the bandit under Ba Boss, Xiao Zhi didn't act to stop him, which gave Yang Xu a very bad impression.

Didn't you, Xiao Zhi, say before that you treat me and Yang Xi as brothers and sisters?

Is this how you treat your own sister? Obviously he could stop it, but he watched his sister being taken away by the bandits! ?

loved ones?

Ah!

Yang Xu's indifferent and fierce eyes were like a needle, piercing Xiao Zhi's chest fiercely.

"Xiao Xu, Xiao Xi will be fine, don't worry, I will try to rescue her." Xiao Zhiqiang squeezed out a smile and said.

"I don't need you to save me! My own sister, I will save it myself!" Yang Xu forcibly broke free from Xiao Zhi's arm, ran forward without looking back, and rushed to the front of the village team again.