Chapter 601: Respect in the first place

Chapter 601: Respect in the first place

There are two ways of doing things in the world. One is the easier way to succeed, and the other is the easier way. For example, in the same battle, the easier way to succeed is to weaken the enemy as much as possible, and then start a decisive battle after gaining an advantage;

In reality, the vast majority of people will choose the easier way to succeed, because everyone is unwilling to suffer the loss of failure. But if they can bear this loss, people tend to tend to the latter - it's more boring to think about it, and it's so much fun to hit him in a rush!

The traversers who "crossed the earth" are typical players of the reckless group. Although Wang Tuhao and several other self-proclaimed resourceful people have repeatedly emphasized the benefits of lure the enemy into the plan, in the end, those who supported the panda prevailed.

What is the specific advantage? Probably all the combatants voted to support Panda's "just go straight ahead" battle plan, and there were more than 120 people.

So how many are behind the lure and in-depth plan? Forget it, the numbers are a bit sad to say...

Wang Tuhao and Sanyu also have headaches for this group of guys who even have muscles in their brains, suspected chili sauce or Erguotou flowing in their blood vessels, and don't care about anything when they get excited. Fortunately, after so many years, it hurts and hurts, and they are used to it. After a relatively wry smile, they began to improve the panda's plan and strive to improve the success rate.

In Panda's view, this is simply too much brain and excess energy, wanting to find something to pass the time.

Where do the reckless tactics need to be improved? Just wow ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga kill the enemy, cut the enemy to escape or fling the street, is not it solved!

For so many years, players who have "crossed the earth recklessly" have done this. Compared with those guilds that carefully scrutinize their tactics and plans, it is their accustomed style to directly confront them.

There is a saying that "suitable is the best", other guilds may not be bad, but they are definitely not suitable for them.

The traversers are very efficient in their work. That night, everyone gathered one after another. Before dawn, a team of more than 150 people had already assembled.

Unlike the last Prett wedding, this time the "Battle of Tara Khan" (if it can be called that), the number of traversers who participated in the "event" was a little less. Some people from the home faction said that they were not interested in winning battles, so they might as well hurry up and kill monsters. No one expects them to play a role in this.

At present, the lowest level among the traversers, except for the bald pig that almost never goes out to upgrade, seems to have a tendency to melt on the library floor, the second lowest level is already in the early thirties. This level is not too low, and it is not impossible to play a role in the battle at hand, but people insist on calling themselves literati, and also said that "Silent Crown" will be finished soon, and they need to rest for a while to conceive a new book.

God knows why a robber-type top professional "Murderer" is a writer - anyway, people in this world are absolutely impossible to understand.

After a good night's rest, the traversers crossed a distance of nearly a thousand miles with the help of human cannons, and concentrated in the camp temporarily established by Locke and others. This camp was originally the manor of a Trela ​​noble. This guy colluded with the Thracians and wanted to be a leader, and was discovered by the passers-by. Although Locke had promised Anthony that he would no longer engage in public trials of evil lords, even Anthony did not intend to say even a single word of good things for the traitor.

Locke's methods have improved a lot compared to a few years ago. He did not kill the traitor directly, but locked the lord's family and their butlers and other cronies in the basement, tied them like dumplings, and sent A few capable subordinates are watching over them to make sure they can't escape.

Panda was a little curious and asked what it was, and Locke replied: "Murdering is easy, but it is not so simple to let them die properly and maximize the value of that life - life is the most precious resource, even if you want to kill them, Just make them work.”

"It really sounds like the tone of a villain Demon King."

"No way, what I'm going to do is already very villainous and demon king."

Panda went to the basement to visit the traitorous lord, and found that this guy was just like he imagined - fat, fat, sweaty face, small nose and small eyes, and at a glance, he knew that he was not a good person.

Unbelievably, among those who were **** and locked in the basement, the fattest one was not this lord, but his daughter, a fat girl who was estimated to weigh at least 300 kilograms.

"Damn it! Where is this still human, it's just a ball!" He couldn't help sighing.

"Every drop of oil on their bodies is the blood and sweat of the people of the territory." The person who led the team to take care of these prisoners was Locke's direct disciple, a man with a necrotic aura, pale face, and the fire of the soul beating in his eyes. girl. She looked coldly at the guys who were **** and humming, with undisguised malice and murderous intent on their faces. Although the distance was quite far and the basement was still warm, her gaze alone made those people She trembled and didn't dare to say a word.

Panda didn't tell her much. He could see that the little girl was murderous, and if she found a little incentive, she might have a seizure, and of course she wouldn't irritate her.

He just found Locke privately and reminded him of it.

"Her whole family starved to death because of the lord's tyranny, and her heart was full of resentment. This resentment is not so easy to eliminate." Locke sighed, "I am not a great monk, I can resolve resentment-Panda, you It's a mess, will it be the kind of kung fu that makes people die and resurrect once, and they can be enlightened?"

Panda was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is there such a kung fu in the world?"

"The sweeping monk in "Dragon Babu" did this, it's not just Lao Jin's nonsense."

"...I think he's bullshitting. Anyway, I've never heard of such a kung fu in the world."

"What a pity! She has lived and died more than once in the past few years, but the resentment in her heart has not weakened at all. Instead, it has concentrated more on the noble lord - I am not against resentment of the lord, but she is young and shouldn't have so much resentment. There are so many beautiful things in life!"

Locke said and sighed deeply, looking a bit anxious about being a parent.

Panda smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, time can kill everything. In another ten or twenty years, she will definitely not be so extreme."

"That's been too long!"

"If I read it right, she is a undead. A undead can live for a long time, ten or twenty years, what is it?"