Wan Qifeng softly "shushed" him and told him to shut up.
Being gathered all day long, being called out, and being killed whenever you resist. The more you resist, the faster you die... No matter who it is, this kind of life has been going on for too long, and the last thought left is probably to pray that they won't be eaten tomorrow.
Revenge? The weak do not deserve it.
After waiting for a few breaths, there was still no movement. Just as Dong Rui was about to speak again, He Lingchuan raised his hand to interrupt him and pointed the tip of his spear at Zhao Guangzhi: "Whoever hits him first will get something to eat."
When the word "rice" is mentioned, some people swallow their saliva.
Then, there was no more.
The two sides fell into an awkward silence again, but some villagers began to look at Zhao Guangzhi. In any case, this man was tied up, so he couldn't do anything else, right?
He Lingchuan was very patient.
It doesn't matter, revenge also needs guidance.
Finally, in full view of everyone, an eleven or two-year-old boy suddenly walked out. His family tried to drag him back, but he threw him away.
He suppressed the fear in his heart, raised his head and asked the black-armored leader: "If you hit him, will you really get something to eat?"
The other party nodded gently.
Dong Rui cooperated and took out a large cake, which was also decorated with sesame seeds and chopped green onions.
The young man took out a stone from his back and threw it towards Zhao Guangzhi.
He had been hungry for many days and had no strength. The stone hit Zhao Guangzhi on the forehead and bounced back. Zhao was a martial arts practitioner and had rough skin and thick flesh, so the stone would not harm him at all.
But the boy did hit it.
Dong Rui waved to him, grabbed the big cake and moved it forward, asking him to get it himself.
The young man was scared and hesitated for a few breaths. Finally, hunger took over and urged him to walk slowly over.
The next second, he grabbed the pie and ran back to the crowd like flying.
All the knights laughed. Never turn your back to the enemy. This child is still too young.
Fortunately, the masks blocked their smiles.
The young man got back into the crowd and before he could stand still, he took a big bite of the cake, pulled off two more pieces and handed them to his family.
When others hear the sound of them chewing, it's like smelling the aroma of wheat cakes and making their throats wet.
Dong Rui took out a few more big cakes and waved them to everyone.
Without him having to say anything, three or four villagers went to pick up things and threw them at Zhao Guangzhi.
They all got cakes.
One of them picked up a long piece of wood from somewhere and hit Zhao Guangzhi hard on the face.
There was a snap, crisp and loud, and sawdust flew into the air.
There were also wooden thorns on the wooden strips, which stuck into Zhao Guangzhi's face, almost blinding him.
His face immediately swelled, not only swollen, but also bleeding.
Dong Rui praised "good fight" and threw two big cakes to the villagers.
The atmosphere of the crowd became lively and different from before.
Beat the ogre Zhao Guangzhi, not only will he not be punished, but he will also get something to eat!
Put it this way, put it this way——
Has Zhao Guangzhi really fallen?
He can no longer raise his butcher's knife against them!
Things are really going to change in Liuping.
The villagers looked at each other in confusion, their eyes getting wider and wider as they thought about it.
No way?
Are they dreaming? This is too, too...
The black-armored leader asked again, his powerful voice echoing in everyone's heart, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning:
"Who else!"
He is asking, who wants revenge?
Several people immediately came out of the crowd and shouted:
"I'll come, I'll come!"
No matter what the intentions of this black-armored army were, they were given a chance after all.
Whatever Zhao Guangzhi did to them before, they can do to Zhao Guangzhi now!
The eyes of the villagers began to look different.
There was actually a woman among them. She was thin and withered, and her hair was as yellow as her complexion.
But she was the first to speak out and the most determined in her steps.
"You have today too!" She spat on Zhao Guangzhi's face: "Stick him up!"
The log was not light, and with the weight of a big man, several people worked together to lift the log, stand it on the ground, and then put Zhao Guangzhi's legs into the pot——
The pot was very deep, but the water surface only reached Zhao Guangzhi's knees.
Now, everyone knew what they wanted to do:
Cook this ogre!
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!
Everyone was so excited that they didn't dare to breathe, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.
Wan Qifeng stepped forward and removed the numbness in Zhao Guangzhi's mouth.
The man puffed a few times and then begged He Lingchuan for mercy.
Liu Shuheng had just been stoned on the head of the stone, and he had witnessed the whole process. But compared to the torture he was about to suffer, the stoning was extremely gentle.
He begged until his voice changed its tone, and the black-armored leader slowly raised three fingers:
"You have committed a heinous crime and are bound to die, but as long as three people speak up for you, you can escape the punishment of a wok."
Seeing the Liuping people's eyes, Zhao Guangzhi felt a chill in his heart.
Unexpectedly, his legs were getting hotter and hotter, so he had to plead with the Liuping people watching:
"My dear fellows, my sins are so serious that I deserve to die. I beg you to give me a happy death!"
Everyone looked at him with indifference.
There are also people who look forward to it, such as the yellow-haired woman.
"I killed your relatives, and I am guilty!" Zhao Guangzhi shouted, "But people cannot be resurrected after death. I am willing to compensate. I am willing to compensate. I have one hundred thousand taels of silver to share with everyone!"
He also knew in his heart that he would not be able to escape death tonight, and now he just wanted to die happily.
"One hundred thousand taels of silver, each of you can get dozens of taels! You will have no worries about food and drink for several years!"
"Everyone has to make his own plans. Do you want to eat white rice? Do you want to eat meat?"
Hearing what he said, several people watching swallowed subconsciously.
This is an instinctive reaction. After all, it is real to be hungry, and it is also real to have no rice or noodles for more than ten days.
There is drama, there is hope! Zhao Guangzhi was overjoyed and wanted to continue to persuade, but the woman said coldly:
"Meat? The meat you are talking about, is it human flesh?"
She walked out step by step, with flashing fire reflected in her eyes:
"Was it cut from my brother's body, or from their relatives?"
This sentence made other people's eyes red.
Immediately a few men nearby shouted: "I don't want money, I just want your meat!"
"Yes! How you eat my son, I will eat you now!"
"Eat him, eat him!"
"Isn't your favorite drama letting us choose who will die and who will be eaten? You are laughing at the same time!" The woman stared at Zhao Guangzhi, which made him feel cold in his heart, "Now it's my turn to choose!
I want that piece of meat from your heart!"
It was getting hotter and hotter below the thighs. Zhao Guangzhi concentrated on shouting: "Shut up, shut up! It's none of your business? I only need three people to raise their hands, three people!"
The people in Liuping stared at him expressionlessly.
"Three people can share one hundred thousand taels equally, each of them is more than 30,000 taels!" The reward suddenly increased a hundred times, and Zhao Guangzhi couldn't believe that no one was tempted. These untouchables will do anything for money! "This is thirty thousand taels! You guys!"
These idiots will never make so much money in ten lifetimes!"