Sister Sun and the others fell into infinite panic.
They didn't know who Lin Ming was, but they heard the contempt in his words.
The god they regarded as the original god became a monster worth noting in Lin Ming's mouth.
"Who are you anyway?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Didn't I already tell you what I want to do? I'm just fulfilling my promise and helping this poor little girl get revenge."
Lin Ming has a good temper and answers all questions.
This gave some people the wrong hint, and they hurriedly pushed Mr. Li out of the crowd.
"If you want to help that little girl get revenge, just kill him. It has nothing to do with us. We didn't do anything to that little girl!"
"Yes, yes, we are all innocent, there is no need for you to fight against us."
"Every wrongdoer has his own owner. Just ask that little girl to find him. It has nothing to do with us."
Mr. Li, who was pushed out, looked at his companion in disbelief and cursed angrily.
"You are a bunch of traitors. I attacked that little girl, but you also have a lot of life debt in your hands!"
"Aren't you afraid that this guy attacked me today because of an unrelated little girl? Will he attack you next time because of someone else?
A bunch of idiots!"
What Mr. Li said makes sense, but who among the people present is willing to listen?
Before they became warriors who controlled the lives of others, they were just the lowest and most filthy human beings in the world.
If there is no brilliance of humanity in them, how can they expect to help each other and tide over the difficulties at this time?
If they didn't step on it, they would be completely benevolent and righteous.
"We didn't do anything to the little girl!"
"That's right, you should pay for the sins you have committed yourself. It has nothing to do with us!"
Lin Ming didn't speak, just walked up to Mr. Li with a smile and lifted him up with one hand.
He looked calmly at Mr. Li who was pushed out.
Mr. Li is in his prime, with a strong body and some ferocious tattoos on his arms, making him look very tough.
Hanging around his neck is a string of iron plaques with unclear patterns, which gives him a somewhat unsociable air.
"Did he torture you?"
Lin Ming dragged him to the little girl's side and asked her gently.
"How did he do it to you?"
The enemy was extremely jealous when he saw him. The little girl, who was lying in the Bagua array and being firmly protected, managed to gather some strength from somewhere and pressed Mr. Li's eyes hard with her skinny fingers.
"He grabbed my hair and slammed me against the wall!"
Lin Ming picked up Mr. Li's collar and pressed his head, hitting the ground again and again.
"Any more?"
"He asked someone to break my legs, saying that I wouldn't be able to run away!"
Lin Ming's palm gradually moved to Mr. Li's leg. As he moved, Mr. Li let out a painful cry.
His legs were bent in an unnatural posture, and blood and bones spurted out from the wounds.
Lin Ming waved his hand to distance himself from the blood sprayed towards him. His whole body was still the same as before, clean and white, and as soft as a little beast that didn't understand the world.
Behind them, everyone watching this silent atrocity shivered suddenly.
This is not a soft and harmless young man. He is clearly a violent demon king.
"Any more?
I saw many other wounds on your body."
"He took a group of people and violated me!"
After saying the last sentence, the girl looked as miserable and sad as a dying swan.
"They beat me with whips and burned me with candles..."
The soft look on Lin Ming's face finally disappeared, replaced by ferocious anger.
"Don't you have a mother or female friends?
How dare you treat a girl like this!"
"Where's your upbringing?"
"Did you learn that it went into the dog's belly?"
The angrier Lin Ming becomes, the more powerful the bet in his hand becomes.
Mr. Li felt that his arm was about to be broken by this young man.
He couldn't care about anything else and could only keep wailing and begging for mercy.
"Please let me go, I will never dare to do it again!"
"Please!"
"Didn't he beg you?
Did you let him go?
Isn’t it wonderful to play with other people’s lives?”
After Lin Ming lamented and said the last sentence, he kicked the person away.
After doing all this, of course it wasn't over yet, he dragged the person back again.
The hand that became somewhat illusory gradually reached through the chest to touch the black seed buried in Mr. Li's heart.
The black seed seemed to have a weak consciousness and began to dodge continuously, but in the end it could not escape Lin Ming's pursuit.
When Lin Ming's hand tightly grasped the black seed, Mr. Li burst into an unprecedented scream.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
He began to struggle wildly, attacking Lin Ming desperately.
However, his attacks had no effect. Lin Ming's hand still firmly pulled the seed in his heart.
He even had a premonition that when he forcibly took out the seed, Mr. Li would die completely.
But so what?
When demons cause harm to the world, they can't just pay the price.
Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, and he dug out a seed with strong Yin energy from his chest. He flipped his wrist and a transparent glass bottle appeared.
Lin Ming stuffed the seed in his hand.
After watching Mr. Li be deprived of his seed, he stopped breathing.
"It seems that such a violent method of deprivation is not very effective."
Lin Ming's hands were not stained with blood, but he still wiped them carefully with a tissue.
He didn't want any dirt on his hands.
Naturally, I don't want him to end the lives of these rubbish.
Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.
Whatever the people here have done, their lives will end.
Lin Ming said to himself.
"It seems we have to find a simple way to solve it once and for all."
If you always put your hands into other people's chests and pull out the black seeds, they will feel bored and dirty.
The whole place was quiet, and the sound of a pindrop could be heard. Everyone stared at Lin Ming in stunned silence.
It was this man who easily defeated a warrior.
Only then did the others realize that they were in a bit of a crisis.
This man doesn't seem to let them go.
They were still laughing at this young man who was full of light and passion, but when the target of the trial became them, they could no longer laugh.
How they wished that Lin Ming was as dirty and dark as them, and could be bribed by power and desire.
But at this point, they could see it clearly.
Otherwise, this person will not be bribed.
He is as firm as the ever-blazing sun in the sky.
How could the sun be completely assimilated by darkness?
Among so many people, only one person laughed happily.
The girl lying in the Bagua picture is crying and laughing.
"If only it had been earlier, if only we had met you earlier!"