Bai Xiaowen could sense from the fluctuations of the Psionic Force Field that this guy's strength wasn't that great. He was only at the standard of an ordinary Level-3.
However, Bai Xiaowen nodded to express his appreciation. "Very good, stand up … Go and receive 10 gold coins. This is the reward you deserve! From now on, you are an official guard of the White Stone Hill! "
Harvey's originally nervous heart calmed down, and he kissed Bai Xiaowen's boots. "Yes, Sir Lord!"
With one leader, there would be others who would follow suit. After all, the first ten people could receive a heavy reward of 10 gold coins. This was not a small sum.
Soon, another two or three people slowly walked out of the crowd. They walked faster and faster, and soon threw themselves at Bai Xiaowen's feet, kneeling down to pledge their loyalty.
The first few people to surrender were all bandit servants. However, there was one exception.
"Sir Dior, my name is Kitts. From now on, I will be your most loyal servant! Your will is my direction! "
Bai Xiaowen smiled. This was the first elite bandit to surrender. The guy who had peed when he had sneaked into the mine had the strength of a Level-5 elite. He nodded. "Go and receive 10 gold coins. You will be a candidate for the captain of my guards!"
Soon, the ordinary bandits and even the elite bandits couldn't hold back anymore. With a whoosh, they rushed over and knelt in front of Bai Xiaowen. Voices of loyalty rose and fell one after another.
However, in the midst of the chaos, a burly bandit who had knelt suddenly jumped up and slashed at Bai Xiaowen with his sword!
"Sir Lord, be careful!" Kitts, Harvey, and the other bandits who had just surrendered cried out in alarm. It was hard to tell whether they were sincere or not.
Bai Xiaowen snorted. After obtaining the flame bloodline, he was no longer the kind of ordinary summoner who was weak in close combat and helpless in close combat. He raised his hand and drew an arc. Wave-like flames swam close to the ground and directly hit the burly bandit.
The ancient martial art of the Grass Sect — Dark Brush!
Bai Xiaowen had practiced this move many times and could be said to be very skilled. At this time, under the situation of being attacked, he could still use it smoothly and freely.
Moreover, when Bai Xiaowen used Dark Whisk, he had a strange feeling. He had a spiritual connection with Crimson Fire that was stronger than before.
"It's probably because I've used Orochi twice, so I'm getting more and more familiar with the Flame Bloodline." Bai Xiaowen suddenly understood.
Although Bai Xiaowen's speed was limited by his Agility attribute and his movement speed was not fast, he was very close to the burly bandit and hit him directly! The brawny man let out a miserable cry as his body was enveloped in a layer of dark red flames, and he was sent flying backwards.
Bai Xiaowen's Spirit attribute was one of the main attributes that determined the power of Dark Brush. Therefore, this attack directly burned off more than 30 of the bandit's HP.
Angry Claw stretched out its head and grabbed the bandit with its huge mouth. It slammed the bandit onto the ground, causing the bandit to become dizzy. It then used its Bite skill and bit off one of the bandit's arms!
"How stubborn …" Bai Xiaowen shook his head. It seemed that not all of Ian's loyal subordinates were dead. This bandit was a normal Level-6 and not an Elite. He did not have the right to live in the mine and escaped death.
The bandit endured the pain and roared, "You bunch of cowards! Have you forgotten how Boss Ian usually treats you?"
Bai Xiaowen crossed his arms and coldly scanned the crowd. In fact, he was a little scared. If these bandits really came at them together, he, Li Shuyi, and Bonita would definitely not be able to stop them. They could only run for their lives.
However, he could not panic now. If someone saw through him, it would be over.
The prerequisite for stealing chickens was to know how to pretend! You could not be a big shot, but you had to make others believe you were a big shot!
Bai Xiaowen calmly scanned the crowd, as if looking for the bandit's accomplices.
Kitts suddenly stepped forward and stabbed his sword into the bandit's chest. "Damn you, Boris," he cursed, "if you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"
The white knife went in and the red knife came out. The bandit was no longer breathing.
Kitts knelt down heavily and lowered his head to raise the bloodstained sword above his head. "My Lord," he said loudly, "I use the blood on this sword to prove my loyalty!"
"Well done, Kitts." Bai Xiaowen nodded slightly. "How many of Ian's loyal subordinates are hiding among you? How many of you want to avenge him? Everyone, identify at least one of Ian's subordinates, or die! "
As soon as he said this, the bandit's lair exploded.
These bandits were not usually united. As the largest bandit group in White Stone Town, it would be strange if they did not have internal strife. Although Bai Xiaowen had asked them to identify Ian's accomplices, these immoral fellows did not care so much. They would point at whoever they did not see eye to eye with.
After a period of chaos, Bai Xiaowen coughed, and the scene quieted down.
"You, you, and you." Bai Xiaowen pointed at three bandits. "You three have been pointed out the most?"
In the chaotic situation just now, only Bai Xiaowen's observation and memory could calculate who had been pointed out the most.
One of them cursed loudly, and the other two wanted to beg for mercy. Bai Xiaowen did not care so much. He directly ordered the bandits to hack the three to death.
Although there was no specific investigation, and it was a bit arbitrary to kill people based on their identification, Bai Xiaowen did not have the time to go deep into the grassroots. If they died unjustly, then so be it. Which temple did not have a few ghosts who died unjustly?
Even from the perspective of good or bad relationships, the three bandits were not very good.
More importantly, the group of bandits had all raised their swords to kill Ian's accomplices. With this proof of their allegiance, Bai Xiaowen felt more at ease using them.
Next, Bai Xiaowen counted the number of bandits.
There were a total of 12 elite bandits, 36 ordinary bandits, and 53 servants, a total of 101 people.
"Now, let's divide into groups … Five people in a group, a total of 20 groups! You are free to group yourselves. I'll give you 30 seconds! "
The first bandit servant to surrender, Harvey, asked fearfully, "My Lord, what should we do with the extra person?"
"Hmph, do I need to say more?" Bai Xiaowen smiled evilly. "There are still 25 seconds!"
Harvey shrunk his head and hurriedly went to find a group. However, he was the first to surrender, so many bandits looked down on him. Coupled with his lowly status as a servant, he could not find a group for a while.
Soon, the 20 groups were divided. The most unlucky one was Harvey, who did not join any of the groups.
Harvey knelt in front of Bai Xiaowen and said miserably, "My Lord, please spare my life. I am 100% loyal to you!"
Bai Xiaowen asked, "Harvey, what do you usually do?"
Harvey replied, "I … I used to be a traveling merchant. I usually do appraisal and valuation work in the bandit group …"
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