Chapter 1647: The Plight of the Underdog

Not unarmed, the rescue team trapped below is a group of supermen in theory.

And they are well prepared.

Not to mention that they have ulterior motives.

As we all know, those who think crookedly often think too much. It is impossible for Mr. Huang and his team to have no foresight of possible dangers in Fu Qian's eyes.

Although he can foresee the degree of danger in front of him, it is also impossible for Fu Qian.

So as early as when he came in, Fu Qian could imagine a scene, that is, the trapped team was struggling for life with methods and tools prepared in advance, but not so powerful.

For example, in front of him.

There are six people in total. Mr. Huang is not there, but there is still a familiar face and a relatively familiar breath.

Among them, the familiar face is even somewhat similar to Mr. Huang. It is Huang Lezhan who participated in the siege before.

If I remember correctly, his strength is even better than Mr. Huang Leji. He is almost the best master of Xiyuan Huang family except for the blood lion who left home.

And the top expert who was originally standing by the side to supervise was the first to discover him, and the look he gave him was obviously unfriendly.

Of course, this outpouring of affection was not responded to. Fu Qian did not even look at him, but his eyes fell on the familiar breath.

Slender figure, green clothes, and a sharp chin that is easy to make people impressed.

The only lady in the team, and the only supervisor besides Mr. Huang Lezhan, is looking at him with a stern look that is only slightly less severe than him.

And the reason why the breath is familiar is also very simple. It can almost be confirmed that this person is the owner of the aura outside the Night Guard base.

...

The probability of Miranda in the three people who came to visit relatives is higher.

Nodding slightly, considering that the other party did not say anything and the current vicious wizard personality, Fu Qian did not greet him too enthusiastically, but directly faced the scrutiny and continued to walk a few steps.

The position where everyone is located is a small flat ground under the long steps, with a parallel height that makes people breathe a sigh of relief.

Therefore, Fu Qian's behavior did not cause him to have new wounds.

Of course, the tense atmosphere was inevitable.

Even the person at the deepest part of the narrow cave had stopped his actions and turned around to be fully alert.

However, the most intuitive effect of this action was to prove that all members of this team were injured, without exception.

Looking at the blood flowers blooming on everyone's body, Fu Qian seemed to feel a kind of tragic heroism called mourning.

"Who are you?"

And the next moment, the leader of the mourning finally spoke.

Brother Huang Lezhan, the double-flowered red stick, seemed to be covered with bright yellow all over his body, and he stimulated the human emperor's aura at full power, and he no longer concealed his hostility when questioning.

It can't be blamed for being rude. In such a desperate situation, the little flame of hope was already swaying like a candle in the wind, and could not withstand any twists and turns.

At this time, a strange face suddenly appeared. Not only was he extraordinary, but his posture was also unfathomable. How could people not be alert?

Although the following descriptive content is a bit imaginary, Fu Qian still gained a strong ability of empathy, so he had no intention of blaming.

"Huang Lezhan?"

Of course, empathy does not mean that you must accept the questioning. Fu Qian frowned slightly and looked at him without fear of the hostility of the team. It seemed that he had some difficulty in identifying the other party because of the unique facial features of the Huang family.

"It seems that I asked you first..."

Such a gesture obviously aroused disgust. Unfortunately, Huang Lezhan seemed to be ready to take action at any time, but he never moved. Fu Qian ignored him directly and turned to look at the person next to him.

"Miranda?"

In comparison, he thought even less this time, and directly reported a name.

"...Who are you?"

As if she didn't expect Fu Qian to suddenly turn his attention to herself, the lady with a pointed chin was slightly stunned, subconsciously glanced at Huang Lezhan, and hesitated before speaking.

Although her question was nothing new, combined with her tone and demeanor, it had already fed back more information.

…

First of all, it was Miranda, and secondly, the team atmosphere was not as harmonious as it seemed.

When the others were obviously taking turns to dig, Huang Lezhan asked her to supervise together. It should not be out of respect for the lady, but more like to prevent her from doing small actions.

"Thank you."

While commenting in his mind, Fu Qian remained in his attitude and thanked with a smile.

"What name are you going to give this cave?"

The next moment, he continued to take two steps forward, almost standing in front of Huang Lezhan, looking at the project under construction.

"... If you are so uncooperative, don't blame us for being rude."

As a person who is used to giving orders, Huang Lezhan obviously finds it difficult to accept this kind of treatment of being treated as air, and his eyes are already murderous.

Even as he spoke, with his gestures, all the people in the cave had withdrawn.

"Then what?"

Fu Qian, who was vaguely surrounded, asked in a chatty tone.

"Then throw your bones into the blood pool over there, take a break during this process, and then continue to work on our business."

However, a top-level charlatan can always easily mobilize people's emotions.

After thinking about the question in front of him for a few seconds, Huang Lezhan's reply can already hear the sincerity of his emotions.

"With an even slimmer hope."

Of course, being emotional is one thing. Huang Lezhan's answer obviously did not mention some key points, so Fu Qian helped him to complete it.

"What do you mean?"

Although he felt that it was not appropriate to ask this question, the other party was too majestic. Huang Lezhan's killing intent was not enough to support immediate action, so he had to give in.

"I will not comment on your survival methods."

Fu Qian shook his head, and seemed not surprised by his reaction, and pointed at himself.

"But everyone can go up to a certain height, and any extra blood shed in other ways means that this value is being lost."

As if he was reviewing math problems, Fu Qian's eyes swept across everyone's face.

"Are you confident that you will not lose anything when you get rid of me? Or are you prepared to lose only yourself? Or are you confident that you will not lose yourself?"

...

Things like sowing discord always depend on the timing.

During the battle for survival, Fu Qian's three questions were undoubtedly very sharp in his ears.

And as his eyes swept over, almost everyone's face turned pale visibly.

The main reason was that the other party's statement was really hard to refute, and the other party's attitude, and even the fact that he came here alone, made it hard to believe that he could take it down without any damage.

It was far different from ordinary actions. Once you got hurt here, it would be meaningless even if others were willing to carry you.