"Weakness? What weakness? I don't have weakness!"

"The lives of all of you are connected to me. If I die, you will die too! You... don't come here!"

Seeing that Jiang Wenming used his right hand that was broken when he took off his mask, his thrust arm was arched on his face, and his eyes didn't even blink, the clown couldn't help but shivered.

Will this person feel pain?

Who is the pervert?!

Even when he was self-harm, he was not so calm!

After all, the harm is not a transfer, and he will suffer equally. If it weren't for the fact that his apostle's identity could not be too expensive, would he put ridiculous clown makeup on himself?

It’s just to cover up the painful expression of self-harm!

Looking at the guy in front of me, I feel even more fierce than him when I hit me!

grass!

There are indeed all kinds of perverts in humans!

Can't compare!

Jiang Wenming was still slowly approaching the clown, and the bone stick dragged a long seal on the ground.

"Everyone will die? Really?"

"Bastard, hahaha! What he said is true! Hahaha, you, you are not allowed to hit him again! I... I haha ​​it hurts!"

Diao Feiyang covered his broken hand and cursed at an open space with dizziness.

Just now, Jiang Wenming's stick almost stunned everyone. He is now unable to tell the difference between the southeast, southwest and north.

Seeing this, the clown turned his eyes and looked at the people leaning over, and suddenly licked his lips.

"Hahaha! Why? Do you still feel that you can get rid of my hurt and co-ordinate? Listen to the rest of you, as long as anyone kills this kid, I can remove his hurt and co-ordinate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wenming felt a few cold gazes secretly emitting from the crazy laughter around him.

This clown still wants to divide them?

However, Hua Zhong covered his wound and coughed a mouthful of blood. He held back his crazy laughter and shouted to everyone with convulsions:

"Don't listen to him! He is the lord of the soul cave. He wants to kill all the aliens of us humans! You can't believe what he says!"

"Why can't you believe it? The Soul Emperor didn't say that I would kill you all, but just let you retreat. I still have the right to leave one or two living things! Kill him, and whoever kills him will let him leave!" The clown pointed at Jiang Wenming and said gritting his teeth.

If he hadn't had any attack power, would he have used this trick?

However, according to his understanding of humans, this trick is a great success!

Before he joined the Soul Emperor, he didn't know how many teams that claimed to have died in the same year and month fell apart. Whether it was a couple, a couple, a brother or a relative, they would choose to let themselves survive in the face of the fear of life and death!

And this is human!

"I'll keep my word! Kill him!"

Sure enough, some people who were covering their stomachs and laughing wildly but were still struggling to lean towards the clown hesitated.

Diao Feiyang even kicked the whistle guard beside him:

"Hahaha, what are you waiting for, hurry up, haha, kill him! I... hahaha, I can't die here, hahaha!"

"Diao Feiyang!"

Hua Zhong suddenly looked back and glared at him, but a lot of blood spurted out of his waist, and his eyes turned black and he knelt down on one knee.

Looking at the white tiger that was still dancing in the distance, it was already a little shaky. It seemed that even the white tiger could not last long.

"What are you waiting for? Hahaha, do it!" Diao Feiyang still scolded without caring about it.

But at this moment, the guards around him suddenly spat in a crazy laugh, staggered to Hua Zhong, and took out their own hemostatic medicine to treat his wounds.

"Little brother! Haha, I want to do it, haha, hurry up! Kill him!"

"You bastards, hahaha, are you rebeling?!"

Diao Feiyang was shocked and angry when he saw that everyone around him had left, but now no one has paid attention to him anymore.

When Jiang Wenming looked back at the eyes of the people leaning towards him, each of them seemed to have a desperate desire.

I guess in their opinion, they also felt that they had no choice and had already realized that they had died together.

Even Steel Beast and the others nodded to themselves, and Jiang Wenming suddenly sighed.

"Really, no one listens to the truth these days."

"Tell the truth? What's the truth? Hiss!"

The clown who retreated back suddenly screamed at the air conditioner. The rapid ejection just now made his right hand worse, but he still looked at Jiang Wenming approaching with a ferocious face.

"Of course it's the truth to kill you!"

Jiang Wenming said while keeping moving forward.

Everyone is seriously injured, and now they are comparing who can tolerate it more.

As it turns out, no one can compare to him in enduring pain.

"Impossible! Do you want everyone to die together? I still have seven thousand lives! What can you do to me?"

"Is that so? Then what are you running away?" Jiang Wenming sneered.

yes!

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

The clown has so many lives, so why should he run away? If Jiang Wenming dares to take action, humans whose lives are not as good as clowns will definitely die first. Why should he run away?

"Will it be..." Jiang Wenming paused.

"As long as you lose consciousness, the harm will be relieved, right?"

Loss of consciousness?

Even though he was in the carnival and everyone else was laughing wildly, Xu Mile, who still kept his usual smile, suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Wenming.

Jiang Wenming continued in the clown's terrified eyes:

"To put it bluntly, your hurt is empathy, but if you lose consciousness and have no feelings, we naturally don't have to bear the harm you have suffered, right?"

"You're talking nonsense!" the clown said anxiously.

"I'm talking nonsense? Then why are you not afraid of the white tiger biting, but you are afraid of me who only holds a bone stick? Moreover, every time your head is damaged, we are only dizzy, but we don't share the damage!" Jiang Wenming curled the corner of his mouth and pointed to his head.

Everyone had already grown their mouths at this time, and they laughed dryly and widened their eyes.

Many people even looked through the battle logs.

really!

The clown had several damage adjustments but failed to cause damage to them. It was just because his head hurts too much and he needed to keep a close eye on his high-speed drop of blood, so they didn't notice it!

No wonder!

No wonder this clown is so afraid of Jiang Wenming!

It turns out that what I am afraid of is this big stick that specializes in knocking on the head!

If he faints, no one will be injured. Wouldn't it be easy to deal with this apostle who attacks 0?

The clown looked at the eyes of everyone looking at him and his heart trembled, but his thoughts changed and he sneered again:

"You actually saw through it, but it's a pity, hahaha, I got this card! This is my invincible trump card! You are still going to die! Hahaha!"

As he said that, the clown threw out a new card.

"No! Stop him!"
Chapter completed!