There is a saying: "People are the slaughter and I am the fish." It can describe the current situation of the refugee army. Facing people like Wang Ningzhi who do not play according to common sense, they can only be frightened.

So when Wang Ningzhi did not pause after killing the person and went to the next person in order.

"I do, I do!"

Press the knife and blood burst out.

"I haven't asked you yet. If you have no rules, even if you are accepted as a leader, it will be difficult to live in peace." He said lightly, not looking at the falling corpse, and walking towards the next person, "Would you be willing to surrender to the court?"

"Wish...wow..."

Wang Ningzhi shook the blood on his hands, feeling a little regretful: "You must stay calm at any time, I'm sorry you don't have this quality."

When he walked towards the next person, the man suddenly struggled violently. He didn't have to do it himself, but the knife-holder slit his throat. Wang Ningzhi looked at the corpse lying on the ground, his eyes widened and his eyes were full of reluctance. The bloody mouth on the other side of his throat was still gushing. His eyes twitched, and soon turned to another place. Seeing the next person with a fear look on his face, he smiled slightly.

He was covered in black clothes, with blood on his hands and unwilling death under his feet. The wind blew, and flames flew around him.

"Would you...become the Wang family?"

Hearing this, the sixth man was obviously relieved. He nodded quickly, regardless of the knife still placing it on his neck: "I do."

"Very good." The bloody smell was a bit pungent. Wang Ningzhi coughed dryly, and the corners of his eyes became a little wet, "Are you willing to die for the Wang family?"

The person was stunned, and the next moment, his pupils were lost.

"Since you have become the Wang family, you are giving your life and life to your master. Unfortunately, at least now, you answered that you are willing to avoid possible deaths. As for whether you will feel resentful afterwards, haha... who knows?" Wang Ningzhi no longer looked down at these corpses. It would be very uncomfortable to kill people for the first time and it would be difficult to get out of the shadows. He was simply a person with indifferent feelings. Killing people may have mercy, but for him, the second time is no different from the first time.

Take a step forward and walk to the next person.

Angry Song Xiang and fearful Han Ziwen.

The horse whip was not discarded in his hand, as if it was forgotten by Wang Ningzhi. However, when he walked to Song Xiang, he hesitated for a moment and did not choose to ask questions. Instead, he raised his hand and whipped Song Xiang hard on the face.

ah!

A red blood mark appeared on his face. Song Xiang shook suddenly, but it touched the blade, causing bleeding from his neck. His face was so tight that his pupils were filled with blood. He stared at Wang Ningzhi fiercely. His hands were clutching and spreading on the ground, and finally letting go weakly... He couldn't struggle. Every time he struggled, the people behind would use a knife to cut his neck. The cold blade and hot blood would remind him: He is a human, he will bleed and die, and his throat would fall to the ground like those in front of him, with his godless eyes...

"Don't you want to die?" Wang Ningzhi asked.

Hearing this sentence, Song Xiang was a little moved, his eyes stagnated on Wang Ningzhi's face for a while, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Ningzhi stretched out his hand and his whole body trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a slender and powerful hand patted him on his shoulder: "Then you are thinking for a while, the boss must treat him differently, otherwise the people below will not want to be the boss."

...

If he had a choice, Han Ziwen would not choose to face Wang Ningzhi directly. He even said that he would not stay in the camp, would not become Xu Heng's subordinate, and would not go south. In short, if he could avoid facing the person in front of him, he would definitely do his best... Unlike his brother from the ranks, Han Ziwen was a serious literati before his family was destroyed. In his eyes, fighting between military and horses, or the massacre of refugees, was already considered to be annihilated and extremely cruel. However, people were in control of it, and had no choice but to do such things. After following Xu Heng to gain a foothold in Kuaiji County, he had not been in contact with such things for a long time. Even if he had an internal fight with Song Xiang, his subordinates would do it.

Generally speaking, literati always think about a lot, especially when talking about the influence of mysterious culture, which often makes them subconsciously think about the matter itself.

The bonfire is burning and the evening breeze is blowing, and the dull and depressing atmosphere covers thousands of people present.

Blade, blood; inquiry, death.

It seems that Wang Ningzhi will kill you no matter how you answer. He can find a reason to kill people no matter what. Except for the first two leaders, all the way, there are corpses along the way... This has nothing to do with human nature. It seems that only the cold nature can explain this thin man - some people are not afraid of death, but they will be afraid of waiting before death.

He lowered his head and looked at Wang Ningzhi's boots, which were stained with a trace of dust, but not covered with blood. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not be able to associate this person with the executioner.

"Would you like to be the Wang family?"

Han Ziwen raised his head, and at this moment, fear seemed to suddenly disappear. His hair fell down, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I do."

Wang Ningzhi stared at him quietly, and he held his breath.

"Will these people listen to you?" Wang Ningzhi asked in-depth without taking action.

"meeting."

"You are a smart person." Wang Ningzhi smiled, twisted his face, gave Wu Zun beside him a look, and then a low moan rang out. Song Xiang's throat was broken and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

Wang Ningzhi threw away the horse whip, took the cloth handed over by Chen Qi and wiped the blood from his hand, then stood in front of Han Ziwen again, looking at the dark group of people and said, "Now, there is only one leader left. Moreover, he seems to be from a good background, but he also chose to become the Wang family. I don't know how you chose, and you can stand up if you don't want to... If no one stands up, I will assuming that you agree."

No one answered, only the night of insects.

"It seems that you all have agreed, and I don't force it. Han Ziwen is still your leader. Apart from that, I will only arrange a few people to assist him... Liu Hu, come here." Wang Ningzhi waved and called Liu Hu, who was called Uncle Tiger by Hei Qier. "You should know each other, so I won't introduce it."

Facing Wang Ningzhi, Liu Hu and his group were also a little scared. They really couldn't figure out that Wang Shuping, who was tied back that day, was such a ruthless person. Thanks to his unfair treatment, otherwise he wouldn't dare to face it.

Wang Ningzhi thought about it, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed it in the air, adding: "I almost forgot that since you have become my Wang family, you are a family, and the family will live together, so everyone, I will open a house separately for your wife to live in... Don't refuse."
Chapter completed!