Chapter 489: You, come on!
It was six o'clock in the evening, the dusk was gloomy and the sky was gloomy.
Whoosh!
The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
The trees and flowers in the hills were shaking, and there were shadows and rustling sounds, as if there were enemies everywhere.
Dry fallen leaves fluttered above the jungle, adding a hint of decay and death to the wind.
Outside the town, the mercenaries in charge of patrolling and guarding became nervous. They held their weapons tightly and dared not blink too often, for fear of missing any area.
In the southern part of the town, in a huge square.
Wang Zhong, the person in charge, smiled. The scar on his face looked like a twisted centipede. He slowly walked up to the platform built in the square, held the microphone, and said to all the mercenaries, "Sorry to have kept you waiting!"
"good!"
“It’s finally here!”
"Let's get started, we can't wait!"
There was a burst of cheers from below, it was extremely lively.
Countless mercenaries raised their hands high, their faces filled with excitement and cheers, and the atmosphere became increasingly heated.
This long-planned event officially kicked off with the arrival of the prison transport vehicles.
Images of the prisoner transport van were shown on large screens inside and outside the square.
The wheels rolled slowly, passing through the central avenue of the town, and finally stopped steadily outside the square.
“Crack!”
With a slight sound, the door lock of the carriage opened and the heavy metal door opened to both sides.
Immediately afterwards, a prisoner covered in blood was taken out of the car under the escort of two elite mercenaries.
There was almost no intact part of the prisoner's body. His tattered clothes were stained with blood, his festering skin was covered in bloodstains, and even a piece of his ear had been cut off. He looked extremely miserable.
But the more miserable he was, the more excited the mercenaries became.
Seeing the miserable appearance of the prisoner on the big screen, many mercenaries' eyes lit up and they shouted excitedly.
"Good! We're going to torture these bastards!"
"Haha, these scumbags from the South Wind Organization have finally met their end!"
"Last time they attacked my convoy and killed most of my brothers. They were so arrogant at that time!"
Excessive excitement caused many mercenaries to tremble all over and their faces turned red, but they were unaware and continued to yell wildly, not even doubting whether the prisoner was real.
Before the trial began, many people were skeptical due to gossip and rumors.
But now, under the impact of the warm atmosphere on the scene, the doubts in these people's hearts have long been washed away.
They became impulsive and blind, a group of machines that only knew how to cheer and yell.
If anyone dares to question loudly at this time, he will definitely become the target of public criticism.
Therefore, even if there are doubts, people dare not speak out now and can only follow the crowd.
More is always right.
Su Xia sat at the back with a calm look in her eyes. She shook her head slightly and couldn't help thinking: "The time is still too short. Although the rumors spread by the South Wind Organization have had a certain effect, they have not completely undermined the trust of many mercenaries in Wang Teng. If there is another week or two, the effect of these rumors will be better, but time waits for no one..."
During this period, the Nanfeng organization used many methods.
Whether inside or outside the town, they tried their best to disrupt the trial.
But they failed. Basic methods alone would not have worked.
In the end, only firepower can decide the outcome!
No matter what era it is, fists and weapons are always the guarantee of victory.
Soon, the second prisoner was brought out.
This man was also covered in wounds, blood, disheveled hair, and one of his legs was broken, with the white bone exposed. The flesh in the wound had rotted and was oozing foul-smelling pus.
If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably be so scared that they would be speechless.
But the mercenaries only became more excited, and their cheers grew louder and louder.
On the high platform in the square, the town leader Wang Zhong took the opportunity to say with a smile: "Everyone, if it weren't for Boss Wang Teng, we wouldn't be able to catch these hateful Nanfeng members."
He seized the opportunity very well, and Wang Teng's name immediately appeared in the minds of countless mercenaries.
Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, someone in the corner of the square shouted out words like "Boss Wang Teng" and "King of Mercenaries".
Soon, more and more people shouted, and the shouting voices gradually became one in the square, echoing inside and outside the square.
"Boss Wang Teng!"
"King of Mercenaries!"
"King of Mercenaries!"
“…”
Some people raised their hands and cheered, some waved the flags of their organization, and the atmosphere in the square reached a new climax once again!
Many people stood up excitedly and even danced with joy.
The excitement and passion were comparable to many big stars’ concerts!
As time went on, even many leaders of mercenary organizations who came from far away were infected and unknowingly merged into this ocean of joy.
Many leaders of mercenary organizations began to think - should they take this opportunity to join Wang Teng's camp?
Those who can become the boss of an organization are naturally not fools.
Everyone can see Wang Teng’s intention.
The mercenary king wanted to unify the wandering mercenaries in the southwest and even radiate his influence to the surrounding areas, and this trial meeting was just his first step.
Even if I don't join Wang Teng's camp this time, I will have to join it in the future.
The consequences of not joining...
Everyone knows it very well.
During this period, there were many leaders of mercenary organizations who rebelled against Wang Teng in the wilderness, and they all disappeared inexplicably.
Of course, the word "disappeared" just sounds better. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that those people are dead and may even have been fed to dogs.
"Alas, sooner or later we will have to pledge allegiance to Wang Teng. The sooner we join, perhaps the more attention we will get." The leader of a mercenary organization sighed and made a decision in his heart.
The trend of the times is unstoppable, and the previous history of each being a king will eventually come to an end.
At this moment, on the big screen, you can see that several more prisoners were brought down.
Without exception, these prisoners were in a horrible state. The worst ones had been tortured beyond recognition, with no one knowing how many bones they had broken.
But even so, they still showed an attitude of refusing to give in, and some people even cursed loudly on the spot.
"Come on! Come on! If you have anything else, come to Grandpa!"
It was a young man covered in blood. It seemed that several of his teeth were knocked out. His voice was a little unclear as he shouted angrily, "Is this all you have? Are you trying to tickle Grandpa?!"
"Hmph, you're still stubborn even when death is imminent!" said the mercenary escorting him coldly.
"Haha, grandpa, I'll go down first and wait for you trash underground!" The young man laughed, his messy hair shaking, revealing a bloody face.
He laughed wantonly, without thinking about fear, but was extremely arrogant, saying provocative words while laughing, like a madman who didn't know how to live or die!
This arrogant look really aroused the anger of many mercenaries.
Inside and outside the square, there were bursts of curses and condemnations.
"Damn it, he's still so arrogant even though he's in our hands. Who gives him the courage?" The leader of a mercenary organization shouted. His supplies had been robbed by the Nanfeng organization, so he hated the Nanfeng organization especially.
"He is still so arrogant when he is about to die. Does he think that people from Nanfeng Organization will come to rescue him?" said the boss of another mercenary organization.
"We have so many brothers here today. Let alone the South Wind Organization, even if the North Wind Organization comes, we can still win in one battle!"
"Well said!"
These words instantly resonated with countless mercenaries, and they all applauded and cheered.
There are already tens of thousands of combat-ready mercenaries gathered in Town No. 7. Even on the battlefield of a large-scale racial war, so many fighters are a force that cannot be underestimated.
At a critical moment, so many people are enough to change the course of a war!
In the past, they were scattered in the wilderness, fighting on their own. Small wandering mercenary organizations had only more than a dozen people, and large ones had only a few hundred people. They were simply unable to fight against the Nanfeng organization.
But now they are united!
“I don’t care about the south wind or the north wind. Even if there is a northwest wind, I will send them to hell!” A mercenary’s face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. He stood up with his fists clenched and yelled, his throat almost broken.
"Yes, send them to hell!"
"Isn't that masked weirdo the messenger of hell? Let him see his people go down one by one to accompany him!"
The atmosphere was getting more and more heated. Many people didn't care about many things anymore. They were overwhelmed by the warm atmosphere inside and outside the square and even dared to shout out the four words "Masked Stranger".
You know, before this, many mercenaries regarded the four words "masked stranger" as taboo.
They didn't dare say it out loud, for fear of being sensed by the masked man himself.
But now, the hot atmosphere made them forget their fear temporarily.
Beside the prison van, the young man heard the words of the mercenaries. Instead of being afraid, he laughed even louder and said wantonly, "Just you? Are you worthy enough to mention the Masked Boss? Remember your words, the Masked Boss will come to find you and send you down one by one. I, your grandpa, will boil the oil pan and wait for you downstairs! I'm waiting! Hahaha..."
“Bang!”
The mercenary next to him slapped the young man in the face, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes.
Then he grabbed the young man's hair and pulled him violently towards the execution platform in the square.
The young man's face was covered in blood, and he had heavy shackles on his hands and feet. As he was dragged, blood kept dripping from his face, and the shackles made a dull sound.
His words just now made the mercenaries inside and outside the square even more angry.
"Kill that bastard, but don't let him die so arrogantly!" a mercenary shouted.
"Tear off his skin inch by inch and see if he will still be so stubborn!"
"Cut open his stomach, take out his lungs, roast them and feed them to the dogs! Let the dogs eat them while they watch!"
“…”
The wandering mercenaries in the wilderness represent part of the bottom line of humanity in this world, because they always do things that break the bottom line.
When faced with ordinary, unarmed people, they can commit acts of cruelty that are almost beyond the limits of human imagination.
Su Xia had seen him in Luoxing Town.
For many mercenaries, killing and torturing mean happiness.
Blood is one of the most intuitive feelings in this world, and it is also one of the scenes that can most stimulate the brain nerves.
Soon, all sixteen prisoners were brought down.
Amid the angry curses of countless wandering mercenaries, the sixteen disguised prisoners were tied to the cross one by one.
Their bodies were dry and thin, covered in dirt and blood, with disheveled hair, just like the suffering Jesus, about to be judged to die on the cross.
Next to each execution rack were cruel instruments of torture.
Some torture instruments are so frightening just by looking at them.
At this moment, the atmosphere inside and outside the entire square was completely ignited. The cheering mercenaries were going crazy, standing up and yelling at the top of their lungs. It seemed that everyone wished that he could replace the executioner and torture those damned prisoners himself.
On the high platform in the square, Wang Zhong had a smile on his face and held the microphone in his hand. He was extremely satisfied with the current scene.
This is exactly the effect he wants.
"Lord Wang Teng should be satisfied too."
This kind of large gathering is essential if one wants to unite the wandering mercenaries in the entire southwest region.
At this moment, Wang Zhong's expression suddenly changed. He looked up at the distance in the southern part of the town, and the smile on his face became even bigger. He whispered to himself, "Finally, you are here. I thought you could hold it in."
In the distance, I saw the jungle shaking and the trees swaying.
A group of startled birds flew up, flapping their wings and flew towards the distant sky.
The startled flock of birds not only attracted Wang Zhong's attention, but also attracted the attention of most mercenaries inside and outside the square.
“Here it comes!”
"The people from Nanfeng are coming!"
"Haha, they're finally here. I've been waiting for them for a long time!"
This time, it was not an ambush or a robbery, the initiative was always firmly in the hands of the mercenaries themselves.
The Nanfeng organization became the passive party in the fight.
"Listen, people from Nanfeng. If you dare to use long-range firepower to bomb the town, I will kill all these prisoners immediately!" Wang Zhong said loudly while holding the microphone.
"I know there are some of your people among the crowd. It's easy to save them!"
With a smile on his face, he swept his eyes through the crowd and shouted, "Put down your weapons, kneel down in front of me, and beg me to release your people, then I will consider releasing your people!"
"Well said, kneel down for us!"
"Ha ha!"
The mercenaries burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.
It would be a shame not to take advantage of a good deal!
They had already been mentally prepared for the upcoming battle.
They have the advantage this time, if they still can't win, then fate is not on their side.
All organizations took action, some entered the fortifications that had been prepared long ago, and others sent out scouting teams.
In the area under the control of the Tiger Organization, Black Tiger found Su Xia and others.
With an indifferent expression, he pointed at the old mercenary named Wang and said coldly, "You, go to the jungle and find out the true strength of Nanfeng."
The old mercenary was stunned, his mouth wide open, and he pointed at himself in disbelief.
"I?"
