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Chapter 222 What?

Chapter 222 What?

Black blood dripped from his body, falling like rain on the heads and faces of the people below.

"what?"

Someone below wiped his face, and when he put it down, his hands were covered in blood.

He suddenly screamed in fright.

"Ah, blood, blood..."

As he spoke, he looked up in horror and saw the body of the refugee leader.

The corpse was covered in blood, and its face was covered with stab wounds. The whole person looked like it had been cut with thousands of knives, and no part of the body was intact.

Following his exclamation, others also looked up.

For a moment, the refugees below were all frightened. When they reacted, the timid ones began to retreat.

But there are also those who are bold and do not want to retreat.

Several men agreed loudly, then carried the bloody corpses of the refugees and threw them down.

At this moment, Gao Yuan suddenly felt that the refugees who had just died were not innocent at all.

"People below, listen, anyone who dares to step into Shuiyun Villa will suffer this."

"Of course it's because there is a lot of food in the mountains, and they are afraid that we will go in and grab it, so they killed the refugee leader to stop us. But think about how hungry we are now.

If this continues, you will starve to death. If you are not even afraid of death, why should you be afraid of dead people?"

Especially the man with the rough voice just now, he is the boss of the largest refugee group under the mountain.

But think about it, why do they do this?"

That refugee group is willing to do anything. I heard that they like to eat young boys and girls, especially girls.

There is a space in the middle at the back. As more and more corpses are added, the space in the middle becomes larger and larger.

With that said, Cui Teng raised his right hand and made a fierce move: "Come here, throw them down."

Gao Yuan and Gao Rongrong were also frightened by the formation below.

Cui Teng looked at Chu Munan and Ruan Xiangxiang worriedly: "Master, young master, what should we do now?"

Chu Munan raised his right hand and made a slight move.

"why?"

At this time, the rough voice just now said loudly: "Don't be afraid, don't panic. The guy hanging above is just an ordinary refugee. He is old, so it's not a big deal if he is beaten to death. The people inside, please

He was killed and hung here just to scare us so that we would not attack the mountain.

As soon as this question was raised, it successfully diverted everyone's attention and made them suddenly not so scared.

When everyone heard this, they all became crazy and rushed forward one by one, trying to break the door open.

When it was thrown for the first time, the people below had not yet moved out of the way. When the eyes of the corpse fell, they hurriedly moved out of the way.

Those who wanted to retreat and those who didn't wanted to retreat pushed each other, and it became a mess for a while.

Cui Teng came over immediately, bent down, and Chu Munan whispered a few words in his ear.

"yes!"

Cui Teng nodded, and then he strode to the front of the guard platform and shouted down.

When the last corpse was thrown down, the corpses below had already piled up into a hill.

Even the most ferocious refugee leader could not help but feel frightened when he saw the mountain of corpses piled up with bloody corpses in front of him.

What kind of people are living in Anyang Mountain?

In such a short period of time, these dozens of refugees were eliminated, and the method of settlement was so cruel. At first glance, it seemed that the master was someone he could not afford to offend.

(End of chapter)


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