Chapter 450: First Step Success

Tell me, where is the armory? Say it, say it clearly!

I don't know where the armory is!

If you don't know, then you're worthless. Since you're worthless, keeping you is useless. Well, you're doomed!

Xiao Ming, as soon as he finished speaking, couldn't wait to strike; striking would inevitably deliver this deadly blow to you, and if you didn't get hit, you'd be crying for your parents—it's simply impossible not to.

Never mind that!

I, I know where the armory is, I know!

The other party was terrified by Xiao Ming, and under the condition of self-preservation, they had no choice but to betray the armory.

Well, then a booming explosion was heard!

This armory is doomed.

They actually thought of using gunpowder to simply blow the gate open.

What's unexpected is that at this point they've already fallen one step behind success; look, they've blown up the armory for you—this moment the armory is doomed, all the gunpowder is gone, so at least for now you can't hope to successfully take the gate.

If time drags on, accidents are likely; if an accident occurs, it's really quite troublesome.

So, at this moment, these people were driven to near hysteria by Xiao Ming's actions, their mood instantly turning heavy. And then?

Then there's no 'and then'—it's that simple.

The big guy kept staring at the person in charge.

The operation was initiated by the person in charge, and now it's developed like this; what should we do next?

Why are you staring at me like that? Are you sick in the head?

I'm staring at you like that because I'm sick in the head—any problem?

Fine, fine, you're saying that to me, right?

Yes.

The confidant looked at the person in charge and said.

Because the operation failed, the person in charge's prestige has plummeted; he now has no prestige. If he doesn't take some action to restore it, congratulations, he's doomed—it's that simple.

The person in charge's mood is utterly awful; this is really not what he wanted to see, no.

He wants to change but is powerless; going on like this, the feeling really won't be good. The key is, damn it, there's no way at all—this frustration is terrible.

Then, suddenly, the person in charge thought of this: he and his followers went with the other side to the entrance, and afterward they disturbed the other side so they couldn't continue sleeping; the other side then blew up their armory, giving them a small punishment.

So, if we keep making noise until they still can't sleep, they'll still come out; as long as we set an ambush, we can take them out in a minute, right?

That's the situation, right?

Well, let's do something proper.

Well, just go straight at them with a heavy hand and it's done.

Then the person in charge came up with another plan: everyone forms teams of three, one person makes noise at the door—anyway they won't know you're alone—then the rest move out, ambushing that damned Xiao Ming; once they see him appear, it's literally a matter of moments for the three to rush him together, definitely needing to take him down.

That plan sounded great.

After that, things became simple.

Well, then the action got underway.

Each had their own post.

Then, those knocking on the door knocked, those lying in ambush lay in ambush.

Here, Xiao Ming had already returned to sleep, but he couldn't sleep because the other side was making a racket; they thought it was great, wanting to drive you crazy; they genuinely meant to be unpleasant, they were practically wishing for death.

Xiao Ming instantly became utterly awake, his mood utterly awful.

It's a feeling of being completely clueless.

Okay, okay, go!

Just because the other side is so clueless, they're as good as dead; unless we teach them a lesson and let them know how tough we are, they'll keep being smug, so we must definitely give them a heavy blow.

Once again, Xiao Ming came out.

This time, there were countless three-person teams waiting for him.

Well, as soon as Xiao Ming stepped out, those three-person teams spotted his trail and then immediately began to close in on him bit by bit; it felt like in an instant they would overwhelm him.

It's a calculation that feels certain: we must take him down.

Then Xiao Ming's figure accelerated, accelerated, accelerated again, and he shot out.

The other side stared dumbfounded: 'What the heck is this? How did they discover our movements?'

No way, we can't let that damned guy just run off; we must catch up and take him down, for sure.

Swishing sounds rang out as one figure after another rushed toward Xiao Ming; the feeling was that in a matter of moments they would engulf him to let him know how formidable this is, not just playing around—absolutely not!

And then!

Xiao Ming accelerated!

This acceleration gave the feeling of escape, which they thought was great; they were sure they had to capture the other side, and that was that.

Well, the other side was truly furious and enraged at that damned Xiao Ming—how could he be so vile, so excessive? What else do they want? It's the feeling of wanting to drive someone crazy.

Xiao Ming continued to accelerate.

He completely vanished from the sight of those three-person teams, from one group after another.

Having seen your tricks and schemes, there's absolutely no chance you'll succeed; you think you can take him down, but in fact it's totally impossible—aren't you frustrated? Don't you want to die? Doesn't your mood instantly become heavy?

That heaviness is right— the first step of the psychological war was a perfect success!

Afterward there will be a second step of the psychological war; then it will simply make everyone despair.