It was so tragic. The whole process was less than ten breaths. More than a hundred people were already lying down. The reason why those behind did not fall down was because they ran fast and saw the people in front died miserably.
Under the hands of Murong Feixue and the others, they were all so frightened that even rolling around and crawling were not enough.
Murong Feixue showed no mercy. She knew very well in her heart that these people were not worthy of Murong Feixue's mercy, because in places she didn't see, these guys came to rob her with swords and show off their power.
His father, Murong Tietong, insulted and humiliated him.
That kind of feeling makes Murong Feixue feel heartbroken just thinking about it.
So, now in her opinion, show mercy? Why show mercy? To spare their lives so that they can insult and rob her father's minerals again?
There is only one way to deal with such people, and that is to suppress them forcefully, suppress them, and suppress them again. There is no mercy. The only way is to suppress and kill them so that they have no way to escape and are unable to resist.
Chopping melons and vegetables all the way!
The workers and guards at the mine saw their blood boiling with excitement. They had not been so excited for a long time.
The fruits of their labor have been robbed countless times by these people, and they have insulted them countless times. This kind of hatred has already accumulated to a terrifying height.
In the past, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to defeat them, but now that I have two powerful helpers like Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang, and even the city lord has already taken action, why do they have any need to hold back?
A group of people took all the weapons or tools they could and rushed towards the robbers. Some of them killed those who were not injured, while others dealt with those who were seriously injured.
The weapons in their hands were mercilessly knocked down at these guys, beating and shouting, beating each other until they were bloody and bloody. However, no one felt sympathy. Instead, everyone was immersed in a strange excitement.
, the scene of being bullied by these guys in the past echoed in my mind, and they beat me to relieve my anger.
"Ah..." Seeing the defeat of his subordinates, the one who was most unwilling was Duanmu Jian. With an angry roar, this guy feinted a shot, then quickly turned the gun and ran away.
Mo Zishang had already spotted this guy, how could he escape so easily? A flash of sword light flashed past, and Duanmu Sword had his legs chopped off just a few steps after running out.
Suddenly losing his thigh, Duanmu Jian once again ate a dog's shit. He ignored his anger. He turned around and looked at his two broken legs in surprise, and then screamed in agony. The scream was so shrill and completely
It's not the sound that such a big shot man should make.
Murong Tietong stepped forward and kicked Duanmujian's sword, knocking him over several times.
"You bastard, this day should have happened a long time ago." Murong Tietong, who had just broken out his hatred, also looked very excited, with a hint of rosy on his face.
"Hahahaha, old man Murong, if you have the guts, just kill me. Anyway, I am better than you. If you have the guts, just kill me, without relying on the strength of these two outsiders."
"Outsiders? Uncle, does your family know that you are so stupid? I am his daughter, Murong Feixue!"