Yan Qingwen walked towards those subjects.
The steel puppet behind him followed suit.
The closer they got, the more frightened those people became. When they were about ten meters away, those people shouted out of control: "Don't come here!!!"
Yan Qingwen stopped and looked at them with a frown.
The horror on their faces does not seem to be fake, but what are they afraid of
"If you want to win, just go and win! We won't stop you! The sensor is over there!" one of the middle-aged men shouted, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"
Yan Qingwen turned his head and looked at the sensor not far away.
With a single touch, you can change the status of ownership and increase the number of your own territory.
but…
What happened to these people in front of them
Yan Qingwen stood there, did not approach them any more, and asked, "Where is your king?"
"I don't know! He left us here and left!" A woman in the crowd answered loudly, "We don't know anything, so don't come here!"
Yan Qingwen frowned and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
They stared blankly at Yan Qingwen, their faces turning pale.
Yan Qingwen noticed that among these people, there are not only middle-aged people, but also women and elderly people.
This is obviously not a combat team, but a makeshift team.
Yan Qingwen even suspected that these people came to join the war voluntarily
He asked puzzledly: "Why are you recruited as subjects?"
"We... we don't know..." the middle-aged man said hesitantly, "when he returned to God, he was already his subjects... In short, we will not prevent you from winning, you, you also don't hurt us... "
Yan Qingwen said: "It's okay not to hurt you, but you'd better stand aside and let me see clearly whether you are carrying any dangerous objects or props on your body, and whether there are any traces of the king hidden."
The people on the other side looked embarrassed.
The nine people were crowded together, with no intention of separating.
"We... we can't stand..." The middle-aged man lowered his head, avoiding Yan Qingwen's eyes.
The woman beside him explained nervously: "The king doesn't allow us to be separated, you all go, don't come here again!"
Yan Qingwen felt very strange. Their hands and feet were not tied, and their bodies were not in a cage. Why did they stick to one point and not move at all
There must be something weird here, he can't make his own decision, he turned around and walked back, ready to discuss with Du Lai.
When he turned around, Yu Guang saw those people suddenly widened their eyes, full of horror.
Yan Qingwen was stunned, looked over with his eyes, and saw a shadow on the borderline—
It's not the tall stature common to foreign men, but thin, white clothes and black trousers, polite, like the young clerks that can be seen everywhere in the office building, looking ordinary, and out of tune with this scene!
"He... he's back... "
"Don't... don't..."
The nine subjects finally moved, muttering in their mouths, wanting to escape, but they hesitated and did not dare to struggle easily.
Yan Qingwen looked at the person in the distance, and then looked at the people behind him who were showing fear and pain. All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart!
When the nine subjects saw the king, their skin turned from white to red, and their bodies gradually swelled!
Yan Qingwen was startled, turned around and shouted at Du Lai and the others: "Run!!!"
—Bam! ! !
At the same time as the loud noise, everyone fled!
The violent impact radiated out, with the bloody smell of the nose! Bloody storm! Overwhelming!
The steel puppet blocked most of the impact for Yan Qingwen and fell heavily! Yan Qingwen propped up his body and turned his head to see that the nine subjects had disappeared, and there was only a blood mist left.
Before he could clean up his mood, he pointed to the figure on the border and shouted, "Catch him!!!"