"There's something weird about this guy's dagger!" A man in black finally came to his senses and shouted.
"It's not weird, this is a precious blade that can cut iron like clay!" Someone was more knowledgeable.
They all stared closely at the black wooden dagger in Xiao Si's hand.
I saw that the dagger was still exactly the same as before, as dark as a piece of wood, but not even a trace of blood was stained on it.
"Good stuff, really good stuff."
"This kid has no skills. He just didn't know where he got such a precious blade. Our people were unprepared, so we fell into this kid's trap and lost our lives in vain."
"I think this guy is bringing us a treasure!"
"We are lucky. Let's all come together. Whoever kills this kid will have this baby!"
If a person who practices martial arts gets a precious sword or sharp weapon, it is like adding wings to a tiger, which can increase the power.
Therefore, people in black all dream of swords. When they saw the dagger in Xiaosi's hand, although it was dark and unremarkable, it could silently cut through the machete made of fine steel. It was simply legendary. What a magical weapon!
Their eyes suddenly showed greedy eyes, wishing they could snatch it from Xiao Si's hands and take it for themselves.
But there is only one good thing, but there are so many people, so how to distribute it is a problem.
The people in black immediately came up with a distribution method.
"Okay, this is a good idea! Whoever kills this kid, this baby will belong to him!" Everyone agreed.
That posture obviously regarded Xiao Si as a dead person.
No matter how high Xiaosi's kung fu is, or how sharp the dagger in his hand is, no matter how powerful the hero is, he can't stand against the large number of them.
Zhui Feng was quite powerful, but he was lame under their siege and could only run away without being able to fight back
So no matter how powerful this skinny boy is, can he still be more powerful than Zhui Feng? That's impossible!
Seeing the tone of everyone who didn't take him seriously at all, Xiaosi started to discuss the ownership of the dagger in his hand, so he smiled instead of getting angry.
"Haha, do you think I am a dead person? Okay, if you want the dagger in my hand, come up here! Let's see who takes whose head!"
He shook the dagger in his hand with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Xiao Si, don't underestimate the enemy, these people are not easy to deal with." Zhui Feng reminded in a deep voice.
"What are you afraid of? I have this dagger. If they come, I'll kill one of them. If they come with a pair, I'll kill a pair of them." Xiao Si proudly whistled to Zhui Feng, "Hey, Zhui Feng, how about this dagger of mine?"
"Well, it's not bad." Zhui Feng had already noticed the abnormality of the dagger and said in a deep voice.
Xiaosi said dissatisfied: "It's just not bad? Do you have any vision?"
Zhui Feng said calmly: "Master gave it to you?"
"Of course! The master gave it to me for self-defense when I was about to leave the palace. Hehe, Zhui Feng, you have been with the master for so many years, but the master has not given you such a good thing, has he?" Xiao Si seemed to have no idea at all. Seeing the men in black standing around, he smiled proudly.
"Well, no." Zhui Feng said expressionlessly.
Xiao Si had long wanted to show off in front of Zhui Feng, and finally got the chance, but Zhui Feng's reaction really made him unable to be happy.
"Hey, you don't envy me? You don't envy me either?" he shouted.
"No."
"Why? Why aren't you envious and jealous if I have such a good thing?"
"Because, Master knows that I don't need it." Zhui Feng said calmly.