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Chapter 762: Kneeling Man

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    Most people in the world admire Lu Tijia, who was upright but did not act rashly; but they have a slight opinion of Wu Song, saying that he is brave and cruel, and he will retaliate, but he can't help but bear the reputation of killing indiscriminately.  But everything has a reason. Wasn't Wu Song's ferocity tempered by repeated betrayals and frame-ups?  Holding the body in the white blade, killing people in the world of mortals.  When the court bows to high righteousness, small details are not enough.

    The fire burst into the sky, but my heart was filled with coldness, and I hurried out of the yard alone.

    Outside the gate, more than 20 men have gathered, forming an arc, facing the courtyard gate angrily, with torches emitting thick smoke. They are all: wearing straw hats, swinging knives on their waists, holding witchcraft bottles, and holding witchcraft bottles on their shoulders.  Wearing a colorful feather robe, his face is gloomy and murderous.

    Seeing me coming out, everyone looked at each other and immediately bowed down, holding the handle of the knife in their hands, putting on an offensive and defensive stance, ready to take action at any time!

    After two years of training, I understand these bullying temperaments very well.  In this world, the more you wield knives and guns, the more you yell, the more guilty you feel in your heart. Those who really kill people are usually silent.  For example, the group of people in front of me, even if they had the guts to kill me, would not confront me in an attacking posture. Instead, they would attack me with their swords as soon as I came out.

    So, although they all have fierce looks in their eyes, in my opinion, they are just a bunch of rabble. From glaring to peeing their pants is only a short distance away!

    I looked around coldly and took a few steps forward. These people cautiously took a few steps back. Judging from the tight veins on their faces, their emotions were on the verge of collapse.

    I suddenly smiled in my heart and wanted to tease these naughty people in front of me.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? down to the middle of the road. Just as they were retreating and not gaining a firm footing, I suddenly imitated Bruce Lee's accent and shouted: "I'll fight"

    Several people in front of me were startled by my sudden voice. They were walking backwards, thinking that I was rushing forward. They immediately blamed each other and all fell backwards.  They were in such a mess that the others, who didn't know the situation, also got into chaos. They didn't know who suddenly shouted "Run" and turned around and ran away.

    The herd effect came, and more than twenty people, for a moment, seemed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. They threw away their helmets and armors, threw all the torches, sticks and knives in their hands on the ground, and fled in all directions howling.  In less than ten seconds, there was no one left on the street!

    "I have killed enough. Since Cang Yan is indeed not here, I must rush back immediately."

    I hurriedly walked out along the main street of Caobiao Village. The oil lamps on both sides were lit like a farewell ceremony. Wherever I walked, the lights were turned off in a hurry.  If you listen carefully, you can also hear the frightened sounds of women and children covering their mouths.

    I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although this was not my wish, it has become a fact. I'm afraid Zhang Liao's cry was nothing more than this.

    An ancient sage once said: You can make someone fear you, but you cannot make others respect you. In fact, the world is so big, why do you have to make others respect you?  Some people are born to do evil, why bother?  As the great novel critic "Life is like a dream or an illusion" said: Since you can't make others respect you, make others fear you.  Although it's a bit lonely, it's good.

    After leaving Caobiao Village and crossing the Lancang River, it was getting daylight, but I couldn't move as fast as when I came here. Firstly, it took a lot of effort along the way. Secondly, since the old rascal had attracted reinforcements, I  Always save some energy.  No matter what, this old thief will definitely be killed.

    It was another seven or eight miles of mountain road back. When I arrived at the village, it was dawn and the mountain people had all gotten up.

    These people are still standing on the street with nothing to do and resigned, watching the people on the street as if it is their daily routine.  Today is even worse than yesterday. Everyone is staring at me like a monkey.

    After a night of hard work, I was no longer able to exchange eyes with them, and I was too lazy to pay attention to their chatter. I walked straight to Aya's house. When I entered the alley, I suddenly realized something was wrong. There was no one in the alley.  Behind me, the spectators followed me at some point. They were neither far nor near, as if they were waiting to see some good show

    As I was walking, I suddenly saw the man whose wife died yesterday outside Aya's house. However, he was hung on a big tree, like a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. It seemed that he  He received a lot of beatings.

    I looked back and saw that some of the villagers still had a smile on their faces, just because this man was poorer than them and couldn't even pay the protection fee, just because he wasn't hanging on it!

    I sighed and stepped forward.He immediately broke the rope hanging the man and asked in a low voice: "Why?"

    The man was on the verge of death and said feebly: "They wanted my wife's body, saying that there were their things in the body, but I couldn't hand it over. I don't know which bastard took it from me, and I was beaten"

    Look, do the weak deserve sympathy?

    I think this person is a little funny, but also extremely sad. A man whose wife was killed and almost beaten to death himself did not hate the person who did the violence, but hated the person who caused him to be beaten.  After five thousand years, there are still countless such people around us.

    I don¡¯t want to pay attention to him anymore and keep moving forward.

    This man suddenly shouted to me: "Don't go any further. They are in the yard next to me. If you go there, you will die Anyway, their family is richer than mine, so it would be better if they died!"

    After hearing this, I suddenly had an impulse and almost took him back out of anger.

    The people behind me actually laughed loudly. I was instantly furious. I turned around and cursed: "Get out of here, a bunch of pigs walking upright. If you want to die, take a step forward!"

    This voice was easier to use than guns, and everyone turned around and ran away in a hurry!

    Some people feel tired from standing after kneeling for a long time!

    "Spit!" I spat in disgust and flew a few steps to the door of the courtyard.  I saw a total of thirty people in the yard, and some were shouting for formation.  As for the door of the house, it was closed tightly. I don't know if Lao Shi and Aya were injured

    "Listen to the people in the house, hand over Jin Can and the two girls, and pay 50,000 yuan to save your lives. Don't think that it will be fine if you don't come out. Haha, after three minutes, we will start to set fire to the house.  .¡±

    Amidst the threats, the cry of an old woman could be heard in the house, it should be Aya's grandmother.

    "You all stand back, I tell you, I am a policeman, and I will shoot anyone who dares to act rashly!" Lao Shi's voice came from the room!

    A man in the crowd laughed wildly and said: "Police? In our place, there is no such thing as police, only Caobiao Village. I count dozens, but if I don't come out, you will become a coke. Ten, nine, eight ugh!  "

    "Do you still want to count? I'll grant you a favor and go to the underworld to teach elementary school mathematics to the Lord of Hell!" I tiptoed, and a stone flew up. I jerked my instep, and the man swayed and fell in the yard (  Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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