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Chapter 8 Doing more with less

Li Yue's eyes were blurred and he looked at Du Weidao in confusion. Then, afterwards, he was more shocked and incredible when he reacted. He opened his mouth wide, stretched out a finger, pointed at the bridge of his nose, feeling that it was so incredible.

How could this young master wearing brocade have such unrealistic thoughts?

How could he, a little person who cannot get on the table, become the leader of those little beggars?

Not to mention a group of people, even one, I can’t beat them, so how could I conquer those little beggars?

"You can't do it?"

Du Weidao stared at Li Yue, always indifferent to him. A smile flashed across his eyebrows, and he even said aggressively: "I remember someone just said that as long as I took them in, everything I told him, even if I gave up my life, I had to complete it. It turned out to be just a beautiful empty word."

At the end, the words of Duweidao were full of mockery, which was more like a provocation. At the same time, he shook his head straight and made a slight smacking sound in his mouth.

"Okay, Master, I'll go now."

At this moment, Li Yue's face was full of determination, like a hero who was willing to die, resolutely and resolutely, so inconsistent with his tender face, not at all like the one that should be at this age. He even bit his lips and a green voice sounded again: "If the task is not completed, I will die with those little beggars."

After saying that, the stubborn Li Yue was about to leave. He was so arrogant, but he was stopped by the blockade.

"Wait a moment."

Du Weidao's expression was slightly slower, with a little human touch. Looking at Li Yue who turned around, his small face was resolute. His heart, which was originally as hard as steel, was softened and asked indifferently: "You won't fight with those little beggars like this, right? Are you just going to carry out the mission like this?"

Li Yue's thin little face was full of confusion and did not understand the meaning of blocking the Wei Dao.

"Little brat, you won't be planning to make a head-on fight with those little beggars alone, right?"

Du Weidao took a deep breath, used simple and clear words as much as possible, and after asking, he slowly said, "You don't think you can beat all of them alone, right?"

Li Yue shook his head. The momentum that had just fallen collapsed, and he looked at Du Weidao with a sad face. The meaning seemed to be that if I were that powerful, I would not be bullied by them.

"Yes, I still have a little bit of self-knowledge, and I'm not overwhelmed by impulse."

Seeing Li Yue’s face bitter, like an eggplant made from frost, blocking Weidao praised him with a chance. Although this sentence was so abrupt, Li Yue didn’t understand it, but he asked again: “Since that’s the case, do you have any way to deal with those little beggars?”

Still shook his head, the negative aura on Li Yue increased a little.

"Little brat, teach you a way. When facing a powerful enemy, if you want to defeat him, you need to find his weaknesses, not a frontal hard steel.

In the old saying, it means taking advantage of his illness and killing him.

If you act irritably, you can only harm yourself and you will have no benefit at all. You will also involve your relatives and friends and suffer.

Don’t forget that you still have a sister who needs someone to take care of, and outsiders cannot replace it.”

Li Yue's eyes lit up, and his thin little face was filled with strange brilliance. He could be very impressed, like a sponge absorbing water, absorbing nutrients. In the end, the bright spirit was a little dim again.

That desire and attitude made Du Weidao very satisfied. He couldn't help but nodded secretly and had some expectations.

"As for those little beggars, it's easier to deal with. You can choose to defeat each one, conquer one by one, and eat step by step. Finally, with the kind of ruthlessness that a few days ago, those who sacrificed their lives would have to lose the momentum of the other party's ears. If you give the other party a heavy blow, you will definitely become their boss."

This time, Li Yue's sudden realization was not only not that strong, but also a little more confused and looked at Duweidao in confusion.

Judging from my brain, why did I forget this again?

How could a little kid stayed on the street for so long?

Du Weidao gently stroked his forehead and said to himself that he was both a cold-blooded killer and a mercenary leader in his previous life. Facing Li Yue's innocent little face, he couldn't force himself to do so at this time. He sorted out his thoughts slightly, organized his language, and reiterated the words just now.

"Simply put, if you want those little beggars to listen to you and to complete the task as soon as possible, you must use your brain to win over the weak ones among them, stand up for them, protect them, and make them grateful and even loyal to you, so that they can stand on your side.

Secondly, use your ruthless spirit a few days ago, and fight with the thorn in the little beggar, and show that momentum. Either the other party dies, or you die, and you can also scare others while defeating the thorn.

Only in this way can you achieve twice the result with half the effort.

As for those little beggars who are waving, they will listen to you when they see your power without you taking action. Just wave your fingers."

The confusion on Li Yue's face was gone, and it was replaced by a sudden enlightenment like a sudden enlightenment. At the end, he was excited. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something. His originally excited little face suddenly became wilted and so lonely.

"Young Master, I'm not afraid of death, and I dare to fight with those little beggars, but-"

Li Yue spoke, but was so timid, as if he had done something bad and did not dare to look at Wei Dao's eyes. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "But even if I don't have my life, I'm afraid I can't beat them."

"hehe...."

Facing Li Yue's performance of saying defeat before the fight was obviously ambition to others and was suspected of being cowardly and afraid of death. Du Weidao was not only not angry, but instead laughed out loud, laughing so happily and satisfied.

"Young Master--" Li Yue became even more nervous.

Duweidao stopped laughing and didn't explain anything. He just nodded constantly, his eyes looked back and forth on Li Yue's small body, and finally frozen on Li Yue's unnatural face, and obviously a little at a loss and at a loss.

"Not bad, you're very good, you're not nervous, let alone anything to be afraid of. I'm asking you to seize the position of leader of those little beggars and become their elder brother, not to let you die."

Du Weidao was in a good mood, and even his tone of speaking became relaxed, making Li Yue feel as if he was soaked in spring breeze. His nervous heart also relaxed slightly, but he still did not dare to look Du Weidao's eyes.

"Look at me!"

The Duweidao suddenly became stricter and even shouted: "I am not a tiger, and I can't eat you? Even if I really want to eat you, I can't change anything with my head down.

Remember, the eyes are the window of the soul, and a lot of information can be read from a person's eyes, either fear, greed, or cunning...

When facing danger, especially in danger of life, only by looking at the other person's eyes can we find the other person's weakness and have a glimmer of hope of survival. Otherwise, we can only sit there and wait, just like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Tell me, are you a lamb?"
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