Among all the professions in the world, Renyazi is definitely the most vicious one. According to the laws of Daxuan, all human trafficking will be punished without mercy.
Among human beings, the most insane ones are those who collect and cut raw materials.
They saw the abducted children into cripples and turned them into monsters to make money through performances.
However, anyone who picks and cuts raw teeth will not be beheaded in Daxuan.
Because according to the Great Xuan Law, they will be executed by Lingchi.
No dynasty will show mercy to such beasts.
Where did these beasts come from?
Who gave them the courage to come to the capital and show their faces?
It's a good idea to come, so I don't have to look for you everywhere.
Whether I become a god or a mortal, as long as I live in this world, I, Xu Zhiqiong, must drive away these beasts and kill them all. This will never change, and this will remain true until death!
Xu Zhiqiong twisted the old man's wrist and asked him to hold the soldering iron and severely burn his son's face.
"You bastard, how dare you touch my son!" The old lady's eyes turned red and she stabbed Xu Zhiqiong with a knife.
Xu Zhiqiong turned around and kicked the young man. The young man stumbled and hit the tip of his mother's knife.
With a pop, the young man fell to the ground and rolled, and a hole was stabbed in his stomach by the tip of the knife.
The old woman cried with distress and quickly helped her son up.
The old man took out a short knife from his arms and stabbed Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong first broke the wrist of the old man's right hand, then grabbed the dagger and chopped off the old man's left hand.
His right hand was broken and his left hand was chopped off. Logically speaking, the old man was considered useless. Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly grew out of his chest and grabbed Xu Zhiqiong's clothes.
He has cultivation skills.
When Xu Zhiqiong was on the roof, he could tell that he had cultivation level, which was at the eighth level.
Yuchilan only had a ninth-level cultivation, and she would definitely suffer a loss if she barged in rashly, so Xu Zhiqiong dragged her away from the window.
What kind of sect is this old man?
Why are there still hands all over my body?
This is somewhat similar to the statue he worshiped.
The old man grabbed Xu Zhiqiong tightly, turned around and shouted to his wife and children: "You go first, quickly!"
The young woman rushed to the door first. As soon as she opened the door, Yuchilan kicked her in the face and fell to the ground.
The old lady held up the knife and said, "Yellow-haired girl, stay away from me. If you really offend me..."
Yuchi Lan stepped forward and kicked the old lady in the face again.
A few yellow teeth flew out of the old lady, she fell to the ground and cried: "If you hit me, an old woman, I am almost seventy, if you hit me, you will die a shameless death..."
Seeing that the old lady couldn't get up, Yuchilan turned around to deal with her son.
After staying in Qingyi Pavilion for a year, Yuchilan still couldn't change some of her problems. She always thought that she had won the battle if she was knocked down.
Xu Zhiqiong cut off one of the old man's hands. The old man's belly squirmed and opened a bloody mouth more than five inches long. Two hands grew out of the wound and grabbed Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong cut off the two hands, but still couldn't escape.
Another bloody hole opened in the old man's left rib, and two hands grew out, grabbing Xu Zhiqiong's arm.
Xu Zhiqiong struggled to break free. The old man's forehead was cracked, and his beating brain could be vaguely seen.
A hand grew from his brain to gouge Xu Zhiqiong's eyes.
Xu Zhiqiong avoided the hand with brains in it. A blister appeared on the old man's chin. The blister burst, and two hands grew out of the mucus to grab Xu Zhiqiong's throat.
The old man had endless hands, grabbing Xu Zhiqiong and tearing him apart.
Xu Zhiqiong didn't want to fight with the old man. The old man's fighting style was too disgusting and made Xu Zhiqiong feel indescribable danger.
But the old man's hands were getting more and more, and dozens of arms were pulling Xu Zhiqiong together. He was so anxious that he really couldn't get away.
Take him to Zhonglang Courtyard and kill him with Yin Qi?
no!
You can't kill him yet.
The reason Xu Zhiqiong waited until now was because there were still some things he wanted to ask from this old pig.
This old man worshiped an evil god. There must be an organization behind it, and he must be killed!
Moreover, Yuchilan's situation is very bad now, and Xu Zhiqiong cannot leave.
Yuchilan knocked down the young man and was busy saving the child, completely ignoring what was behind him.
The old woman wailed and took out the dagger from her arms.
The young man quietly took out a bag of lime powder from his arms.
Young woman stares at a pot of boiling water on the stove.
Xu Zhiqiong could imagine what happened next. Yuchilan was covered with lime, unable to open her eyes, stabbed, and then poured with boiling water.
Although this old woman and the young couple have no cultivation, they have been in the world for many years. If Xu Zhiqiong leaves, Yuchi Lan will escape death.
Xu Zhiqiong was entangled in the old man's arm and had to find a way to kill this old pig and dog first.
Is there any way to cut off all these hands in a short time?
Xu Zhiqiong suddenly took two steps back, causing the old pig to stagger.
Taking advantage of the slight looseness in his shoulders, Xu Zhiqiong's right hand touched his waist.
Infused with the power of imagery, the mandarin duck blade filled with energy suddenly flew out of the scabbard and shuttled back and forth among the densely packed arms.
Cut off the fingers first to let Xu Zhiqiong escape.
Cut off the wrist again, and the hand will fall to the ground in pieces.
Finally, the stump of the limb was cut off, causing the old man to scream incessantly.
The young woman pulled out the cloth bag from her arms and threw it towards Yuchilan.
A bag of lime was thrown over, and Xu Zhiqiong appeared, hugged his senior sister, and hid aside.
Senior Sister is good in everything, but she is too big, with a big frame and a big conscience, so it is quite difficult to hold her now.
As soon as he put down the senior sister, the young man rushed forward with a knife. Xu Zhiqiong dodged the short knife, summoned a mandarin duck blade, and cut off the man's hamstring.
The man knelt on the ground, and the old woman picked up a pot of boiling water and was about to pour it over. Yuchilan kicked the bottom of the pot, and the whole pot of boiling water fell on the old woman, making her scream like a slaughtered pig.
The young woman stood up to run away, but Yuchilan stepped forward and kicked her leg bones, then stepped on her back and pushed her to the ground.
The mandarin duck blade chopped off all the old man's arms. The old man was exhausted and sat leaning against the corner, unable to move.
Xu Zhiqiong calmed down, returned a pair of mandarin duck blades to the scabbard, and rubbed Xu Zhiqiong's body intimately.
What is this for?
behave in a spoiled manner?
Please take credit?
This weapon is so spiritual!
Looking at the four beasts in the room, Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Lantern holder, hold the lantern!"
The lantern was poking beside it, and Yuchilan looked at it blankly.
Dear senior sister, how blind are you?
"Da da!" The boy who was still speaking awkwardly seemed to understand Xu Zhiqiong's words. He walked up unsteadily and hugged the lantern pole.
Okay! This doll has a future!
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the old man and said: "Old pig dog, you are now in the court of the lantern holder. I ask a question and you answer it. If you answer wrongly or answer slowly, you will suffer."
The old man was rather tyrannical and sneered: "Just kill if you want, why bother talking so much?"
Xu Zhiqiong turned to the old lady and asked: "Old pig woman, what do you say?"
"Bah! Shameless! You bullied me, an old lady, and you have no conscience!"
Xu Zhiqiong smiled: "Don't talk about your conscience, don't say it, say it again, I will gouge out your eyes first, and then cut off your nose!"
The young man shouted: "Master, you have arrested the wrong person. We are a kind family, and these are our own children."
Yuchi Lan shouted: "Fuck you, you son of a bitch, ask these children which one is yours!"
"They are all our children!" the old woman shouted, "If you don't believe me, ask Nizi if you are our granddaughter!"
The three girls lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything. The old woman shouted to the two boys again: "Are you my grandson?"
The two boys didn't dare to say anything.
"Da da! Da da ah ah!" The little boy didn't recognize it and kept shouting at the old woman!
The young woman said: "Master, you really arrested the wrong person. We are really a kind family!"
Yuchi Lan shouted: "A good man, what do you do with a knife and ax?"
The woman cried: "We take the ax to chop some firewood, boil a pot of water to cook some porridge and rice, and sharpen the knife to cut some meat."
Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "I use the soldering iron to iron my clothes!"
The woman nodded repeatedly and said, "Just to iron clothes."
This is Ren Yazi, so shameless.
Yuchilan didn't know what to say for a moment, so Xu Zhiqiong said: "Sister, take the children home first, give them something to eat, wash them well, and coax them to sleep."
Yuchi Land said: "What about you?"
"I'll have a good chat with this kind family. This family is so nice. I'll chat for a while longer!"
Yuchi Lan took the children away, and before leaving, the little boy stepped on the man's head.
Xu Zhiqiong closed the door and said to everyone with a smile: "I am a real person and I like to tell the truth. Old pig dog, what is your name first?"
The old man turned away and snorted coldly.
Tsk!
Xu Zhiqiong smacked his lips: "You still think I'm unreal."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zhiqiong picked up the lantern, knocked on the light pole, showed his short knife, and slashed the young man's left hand with one blow.
The young man covered his broken wrist and rolled on the ground, screaming heart-breakingly.
The old woman cried: "My son, my son, my dearest child!"
Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said: "Do you have any intentions? How many dolls have you ruined? Which doll is not my mother's favorite?"
Click!
Xu Zhiqiong swung his knife and chopped off the man's right hand.
"Mom, it hurts, it hurts me so much!" the man wailed, "Master, please spare me, please spare me!"
Xu Zhiqiong stepped on the man's head: "When you abused those children, did they ever ask you for mercy? Did you forgive them?"
With the lantern in hand, Xu Zhiqiong cut off the man's ear.
The old woman cried: "Don't hurt my son again, I said it, I said it all!"
The old man said angrily: "Anyway, it's a dead end. You can't tell him!"
The old woman ignored the old man and shouted in a hissing voice: "My name is Lu He, my old man's name is Lu Cunyi, my son's name is Lu Xinzhong, and my daughter-in-law's name is Lu Wang. I said it all!"
Wang shouted: "I am not her daughter-in-law. I was also abducted. Master, please be merciful. Those unscrupulous things they do have nothing to do with me!"
Xu Zhiqiong asked again: "How many years have you been doing this?"
The old woman said: "I've never done it before, this is my first time."
Xu Zhiqiong turned around and cut off Lu Xinzhong's ear again.
The old woman wailed: "I tell you, I tell you everything. We have been doing this for more than 20 years. I can't even remember how many years it has been."
Xu Zhiqiong asked again: "How many children have been ruined? There must be a number, right?"
The old woman cried: "Maybe, maybe there are more than a hundred..."
Xu Zhiqiong pointed at the statue and said, "What kind of god is this?"
Before the old woman could speak, the old man spoke first: "This is a statue given to me by a fortune teller. I don't know its origin or what kind of god it is. The fortune teller told me that if I worship it every day, I will have good luck.
"
"You don't know what kind of god it is!" Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "Well said, very well said! You just think that I am not real!"
Xu Zhiqiong brought a large clay pot over three feet high from the corner of the house and placed it in front of the old man: "Old pig dog, you have walked such a long way, why do you have to carry such a big pot on your back?"
The old man lowered his head and said nothing, and the old lady turned pale.
Xu Zhiqiong turned his head and looked at Lu Xinzhong and said, "What is this jar used for?"
Lu Xinzhong shook his head repeatedly: "Sir, sir, I don't know."
"You don't know? Let me guess?" Xu Zhiqiong gestured at Lu Xinzhong's body and asked, "Is this jar a little too small? Can you fit in it?"
"Master, please spare my life, please spare me!"
"Son, my son!"
…
Half an hour later, Xu Zhiqiong loaded Lu Xinzhong inside.
Seeing that Lu Xinzhong kept crying, Xu Zhiqiong softened his heart and comforted him with a few words: "The jar is too small, so I cut it twice more. Don't be sad. I will let you eat more meat later. Don't cry, and don't be afraid. You
If you can’t die, I have medicine that can stop the bleeding!”
The old man slumped on the ground and said with a pale face: "Stop ruining my son, I said, I said everything. When I finish, you will give our family a happy life."
Xu Zhiqiong pointed at the statue and said, "First of all, what kind of god is this?"
"This is a blood-born evil star!"
Xu Zhiqiong was stunned, he had never heard of such a star king.
"Is there a way for the blood-born evil star?"
"Yes!" The old man nodded and said, "The way is born in Zhuque."