Chapter 41 The Heart of the Saint, the Punishment of the Devil
Chapter 41: Saint’s Heart, Devil’s Punishment
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Shen Tang let out a strong breath, as if he wanted to let go of the depression in his heart.
"Brother Lu, thank you for your hard work in leading the brothers to maintain order. If there is any disturbance, you can punish them. However, try not to hurt their lives." Shen Tang solemnly ordered.
At this time, order is far more important than anything else. Once the tens of thousands of victims break into riot, the hundreds of people in front of them will be overwhelmed by the victims in an instant.
Lu Feng nodded vigorously and clenched the iron ruler in his hand.
Then, Shen Tang took dozens of steps forward, picked up a long trumpet that he had prepared before, and shouted loudly to the victims who were getting closer: "Stop!"
"Chachacha..."
Shen Tang's shouts were directly drowned out by the chaotic footsteps. Shen Tang and the others seemed to have not attracted the attention of the victims. They continued to move forward slowly and confusedly.
"Brother, you can't do this! You can't treat them as human beings. Look at me!" Lu Feng said with a sneer.
Then, he turned around and picked up a small half bag of rice, tapped the iron ruler in his hand, and walked to a position dozens of steps away from the victims. "Stop all of them!" he shouted, grabbed a handful of rice, and sprinkled it little by little. He was under his feet and gently pushed him up with his feet.
I don't know if it was the iron ruler in his hand or the rice in his hand. In short, it attracted the attention of all the victims. The victims in the front also stopped in a daze. The victims in the rear did not know what was happening in front of them. , even though there was chaos, many people were squeezed or even trampled.
A moment later, a dozen victims suddenly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards the scattered rice grains at Lu Feng's feet. However, before these people could reach Lu Feng, the sneering government officer next to him stepped forward. He held an iron ruler in his hand. , the iron chains were swung down mercilessly, and in an instant people were thrown off their backs. Those victims who rushed out were beaten to the ground, some screamed and groaned, and some lost their voices and did not know whether they were alive or dead.
Shen Tang opened his mouth, and then fell silent. Being merciful at this time will not only cause more people to die, but even they will be torn into pieces by the tens of thousands of victims.
"Those who want to eat food should listen to me. If you are disobedient, I will have an iron ruler to serve you! If it weren't for the kindness of my brothers, you beasts should have been killed long ago and saved a few grains of rice. Now, cheer up for me. , pass on my words..."
There was a period of silence at first, and then there was a buzzing sound.
"Hey, brother, how are you? You can't be polite to these people. Otherwise, they will take advantage of you!" Lu Feng proudly said to Shen Tang.
Shen Tang sighed slightly in his heart, "Brother Lu, you should restrain yourself a little from now on. Otherwise, you will really be beaten to death..."
Lu Feng grinned, but said indifferently: "Brother, so what if I am beaten to death? Can anyone still make trouble for me? Besides, are these victims still considered human beings? Even if they are better than animals, There are also inferiors. If it comes to poetry and intelligence, I am naturally not as good as you, brother. However, facing these people, brother is not as good as me."
"I have also seen several civil riots. Not to mention food, even tree bark and soil, as long as they can survive, it is enough. If you want to save these victims, you must have the heart of a saint and the devil's heart. means!"
"I have read a few books about saints, and I know what the books say about starvation and death. But how can the book describe the scene in front of me?"
Lu Feng's playful words made Shen Tang feel mixed emotions. Ashamed? Shocked? Angry? Or relieved?
Coming from a thousand years in the future, he didn't agree with Lu Feng's methods, but the reality in front of him made him know that Lu Feng's words were right.
Lu Feng patted Shen Tang's shoulder with his palm, and said slowly: "Brother, do you know that I was actually one of these victims. At that time, I was only five or six years old. In addition to my parents, there was also a My sister, who is two years older than me, died in that disaster..."
Feeling the sadness in Lu Feng's body, Shen Tang sighed softly, "Brother Lu, I'm sorry, even if my sister starved to death..."
However, Shen Tang's words were interrupted again by Lu Feng. He said with a strange expression: "No... my sister did not starve to death! There was indeed no food at that time, even grass roots and tree bark had been eaten away. Everything was eaten. If there was no more food, I would starve to death. However, on that night, my mother made a rare stew of meat."
When he said this, Lu Feng's eyes seemed to have blood seeping out, which was extremely shocking!
But he still gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, do you know? I ate five bowls! Five full bowls, and I felt so full that I wanted to vomit..."
"After eating, I rubbed my belly and asked my mother where my sister had gone. My mother just shed tears but said nothing."
Shen Tang's expression changed drastically, and there was a look of disbelief and even horror in his eyes.
"Not bad!" Lu Feng's expression seemed to be crying and smiling at the moment, "Later I found out that my sister was given to Chen Ergou's family by her mother, and that night, I ate the meat of Chen Ergou's sister Xiaoying... …”
"Later, I killed Chen Ergou's family, but when I knelt in front of those graves, I didn't know who to cry to. Is it my sister? Is it Xiaoying's sister? Is it Chen Ergou's family? Or should I? Cry to myself?"
Lu Feng patted Shen Tang on the shoulder again, but his palms were already bruised with blood, "So, brother, this is not the time to be merciful. You have to know that even if you only save one of them, Even though tens of thousands have died, you are already a saint. Because these people in front of you are all dead bodies!"
Lu Feng's words made Shen Tang feel not only heavy, but also a kind of depression and anger that had nowhere to vent. But who should be blamed? Blame the victims in front of him? Blame Lu Feng? Or blame this person? The era of suffocating fucks?
"Brother, I owe you a lot of friendship. Therefore, today I will be the villain, and you will be the saint!"
After the words fell, Lu Feng turned to a government official beside him and said: "Huazi, lead your people to divide these people into twenty rows, pick out the old and young among them first, and give them a bite to eat so as not to starve to death. If there are any Servant, as long as you don't die, you can do whatever you want."
The lean man chuckled, and then led a group of government officials to rush towards the victims.
In an instant, there were cries, screams, and moans. Iron rulers and bloodstains were flying all over the sky.
If it were before this, Shen Tang would definitely stop them from doing this. However, at this moment, he can only remain silent! Is the heart of a saint the punishment of a devil? Compared with those useless kindness, maybe, at this moment, he should face To this stark reality.