Meng Fei has always been speechless towards this Tang Monk, and he has no time to pay attention to him at this time.

Although repeatedly cycling between repair and damage, Meng Fei's micro-control is still turned on. This allows his brain to analyze the smallest signals received by his senses.

He heard someone coming.

Since someone is coming, he doesn't have to rush to get up. The person coming may help him.

He endured the severe pain and continued to lie on his side. At the same time, he stretched his arms and fingers behind his back, grasped an upright steel spike, and rotated it vigorously. These steel spikes were fixed to the bottom with threads. They fell off after being loosened.

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There were three people who came. Two of them were obviously from Weiyue, and they conversed in Weiyue dialect that Meng Fei couldn't understand. The other one spoke in Xizhou-style Taotie dialect and sounded like a reporter.

Both Weiyue men carry rifles. Their mission is relatively simple, which is to prevent any residents of Truffle Town from escaping to Beiming.

For devout Weiyue believers, fleeing to the enemy's country during a national crisis is the most vicious betrayal, and it can be said that they deserve to die.

There are only a handful of small roads leading to Beiming in this area. So as long as they set traps on the only roads they must pass, the bad guys will obediently take the bait.

As long as they cut off the usable organs from the corpse, clean it and put it back in a preservation box, they can get a large bounty.

The motivation of the person speaking Taotie is more complicated. He has no weapons on his body, but carries a lens and a camera with a long gun and short cannon on his back. He is a reporter. He has been using Taotie to persuade the two Weiyue people to cooperate with him in taking photos.

Having been in the Xizhou news industry for so many years and winning numerous awards, he knows best what kind of news can be popular in Xizhou.

If he took a picture of "Weiyue Yanzi Camp soldiers setting up traps to kill cross-border civilians", he would be immediately labeled as "Beiming's lackey" and "fake news maker who collects black money" by the angry people of Xizhou. From then on, he would be in the news circle

Disappear completely and never come out again.

Because like all human beings around the world, Xizhou people have no interest in the real events. They only watch the news they want to see.

They like news that accuses Beiming of cruelty, Qingmang's ignorance, and Nanzhou's poverty. So although this material is good, it needs to be packaged before it can be used.

The reporter has been persuading the two Weiyue people to pull up the body and put it into the clothes of Weiyue civilians. Then let the two Weiyue people pretend to be Beiming soldiers again.

The soldiers of Bei Ming like to wear the iconic grass green camouflage, coupled with the helmets and masks of the same color, it is easy to appear in the role.

All it takes is two masked men in green military uniforms pointing at the corpse on the ground. Even if the news doesn't write a word, everyone knows what happened.

Take a few photos like this, and if the Bei Ming Army causes a massacre of civilians in Truffle Town, big news that will hit the sky will be smoothly produced.

The two Weiyue people had been bargaining with him. The labor fee originally agreed upon was 50 cents per photo, but soon it jumped to 50 Taotie coins per photo.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of gunshots echoed in the quiet mountains like explosions. This was because the people in Weiyue were worried that the people in the pit were not dead yet, so they fired several shots at the corpses.

The corpse in the pit seemed to have been beaten to life, twitching with the sound of gunshots.

"Huh? These two people look like they are from Dongzhou."

The Weiyue man who fired the shot glanced at the two people in the pit and said a little surprised.

The reporter's expression changed, he quickly confirmed it carefully, and then he became cheerful again.

"Quick! Pull it up quickly!"

Two Qingmang international students were massacred by the Beiming Army in Truffle Town.

This news has even more explosive potential. It not only accuses Bei Ming of cruelty, but also involves Qingmang people. Maybe he will become famous all over the world and win the Dandelion News Award.

"No, I have to pay more."

The two Weiyue people immediately realized that no matter whether the person who fell into the trap was a Qingmang person, a Chiwu person, or even a Haezhi person, their worth was not comparable to that of the common people of their own country.

"NMLGB, can't you just give it a fixed price?"

They were haggling above, while Meng Fei was secretly cursing below.

He couldn't hold on to full micro-control for a long time, but he was able to move and retract it freely. It wouldn't be a big problem if he waited for half an hour. The problem was that it was too difficult to endure the pain of the steel thorn still stuck in his body.

The price was finally fixed at fifty-five Taotie coins per photo.

The reporter paid the deposit, and the Weiyue soldier began to throw down the rope. At the end of the rope was a hook. After the hook hooked the body, the two men began to pull desperately.

Soon the first body was pulled straight up from the cesspool. They threw the body to the ground and started to pull the second body.

This work was very physically demanding. Fortunately, the two Dongzhou people were much lighter than the corpses of the Weiyue people they had handled. The second corpse was also pulled up.

They were about to turn around and urge the reporter to take pictures quickly so as not to delay their harvesting of organs, when they were stunned to see an incredible scene.

The "corpse" that was originally lying upright on the ground, covered in mud and blood, was getting up like a zombie. The obvious blood stains on his body were disappearing visibly to the naked eye.

Before they hurriedly raised their guns, the man dodged over like a ghost. He held a steel spike twisted from the pit in his hand and stabbed one of them in the throat.

The stabbed Weiyue warrior felt something cold and slippery go into his throat from the outside, making him want to cough. However, the other party did not hesitate to stir the steel thorn in his throat and pull it out.

Puff puff!

Another Weiyue man was stabbed three times in the abdomen, his hands were weak, and the assault rifle that he had picked up but could not use fell down. His body fell limply.

Meng Fei wiped the blood splattered all over his face from the opponent's body. He really had a first-hand understanding of the cruelty of war.

The war reporter on the side was wearing a turtle shell-like body armor and a thick steel helmet on his head. His face was blocked by the camera, and only his thick brown stubble was exposed. This guy had no weapons in his hands and was clicking.

Take crazy photos.

The mercenary with Qingmang's supernatural power came back from the dead, and crazily slaughtered the Weiyue warriors on the battlefield of Mingwei?

If this kind of news is released, it will be 10,000 times more popular than the Bei Ming Army massacre of civilians in Truffle Town!

In fact, Meng Fei had already scanned and found that the reporter had no weapons, so he was not the first to attack the reporter. After all, it is natural for soldiers to kill each other on the battlefield, and it is not good to kill civilian reporters.

But he actually took a photo of me committing the crime, including my face?

This is no longer possible, the evidence must be suppressed and destroyed.

Otherwise, if I were on the news, who would believe that I was acting in self-defense?

puff!

It doesn't matter if you have a bulletproof vest or a helmet. One stab hits the center of the eyebrow and goes straight into the brain.

In the moment of death, the reporter's mind was suddenly shaken: A green light supernatural person tortured and killed a defenseless reporter from the Black Beast Country. Isn't this even more explosive news?
Chapter completed!