Jiao Xiaoliu pursed his lips and said, "When dealing with these people, you must put away your Bodhisattva heart."
Feng Qianchen nodded, "That's what I said, but..."
Jiao Xiaoliu raised his hand and interrupted Feng Qianchen, "Don't tell me that they are all citizens of Xuan Kingdom, I won't listen..."
When dealing with such evil people, Jiao Xiaoliu has always pursued an attitude of using evil to fight evil.
Feng Qianchen had always hated this kind of people and sighed, "Okay, whatever you want..."
When the bandits heard these words, they collapsed on the ground as if all their strength had been drained away.
Jiao Xiaoliu raised his right hand, looked at the knife he had just snatched from the bandit leader, and smiled bloodthirstyly, "It's just your bad luck that you met me..." The voice sounded like it was coming from hell, making people shudder.
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"Girl, spare your life!" One of the robbers suddenly had the courage to speak, "Please, girl, please spare us. This is our first time doing this kind of thing. Really, please spare us..."
Upon seeing this, the other robbers immediately echoed, "Yes, please spare us..."
"I have an old lady at home..."
"My wife will give birth in a few days, and she is still at home waiting for me to come back..."
"..."
Various voices begging for mercy were heard endlessly. Jiao Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows, but the smile on his face did not change, "I don't think you look like you are robbers for the first time..." The voice paused, "Especially him," Jiao Xiaoliu said
Pointing at the leader of the bandits who was no longer breathing, "Tsk, tsk... that voice, that momentum, there is no doubt that he is an authentic robber..."
"Master, Master, please save us..." The person who spoke first saw that Jiao Xiaoliu had no reaction and moved to Feng Qianchen, "Please believe us, we, we are really good people..."
"Can a good person become a robber?" Jiao Xiaoliu interrupted the man, threw the knife that he had just used to kill the robber leader to the ground, turned his right hand over, and took the 'Wind-cutting Sword' in his hand, "Don't worry, I can kill with one sword.
The...you won’t be in too much pain.”
"Spare my life..." There is no point in talking. A group of people surrounded Jiao Xiaoliu and Feng Qianchen, constantly begging for mercy.
The more this happened, the more irritable Jiao Xiaoliu felt. He turned his right hand and pulled out a sword flower. Just as he was about to move, Feng Qianchen held him back.
"You want to save them?" Jiao Xiaoliu frowned.
Feng Qianchen held Jiao Xiaoliu's hand without letting go, and said calmly, "Let's listen to what they say first. What if we really kill an innocent person by mistake? Although we have done that before, that person said that he
My wife is about to give birth in a few days. If this is true, wouldn’t it be very pitiful for the child to be born without a father?”
The group of robbers just talked about their own situation, and the word "spare life" kept irritating her nerves. As for the situation they said, she didn't listen to a word. After listening to Feng Qianchen's words, her heart sank.
,"child?"
Feng Qianchen nodded and pointed at the person, "That's what he said. His wife is due to give birth in a few days..."
The person named by Feng Qianchen did not hear their conversation. He only saw Feng Qianchen pointing at him. He thought he was going to have an operation on him. His body suddenly shivered like chaff. He felt that Jiao Xiaoliu was moving towards him step by step.
As he approached, he suddenly felt as if someone poured a basin of cold water on his naked body in the cold winter, and he was chilled from the head to the soles of his feet.
