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Chapter 456 Cruel

The third uncle was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him: "Milawu, how dare you, damn it!?"

"There is nothing in this world that I, Milauwu, dare not do!" The muscles on Milauwu's face twitched, and he said with a grim smile, "San uncle, and all uncles and brothers, you all stare at me, see what kind of person I am!"

After saying this, Milauwu looked down at the blade again, and said with his back to Xiao Shu: "Sir, why did this knife roll? It's not powerful enough!"

"Bastard, how could the sword passed down from my family be curled?" Xiao Shu cursed and then walked up unpreparedly, reaching out to pick up the sword from Milauwu's hand.

It was soon after that, but Milauwu slashed his backhand, and the sharp sword suddenly easily penetrated Xiao Shu's lower abdomen.

Xiao Shu stared at the idle man in the countryside who was less than ten centimeters away from him in disbelief.

He never thought that a seemingly scoundrel-in-law casual man would have the courage to insert his family sword into his lower abdomen.

Perhaps it was still not enough, Milauwu suddenly turned his knife.

A "click" sound was heard in the audience.

Xiao Shu's eyes were even more shattered, but others didn't know that his small intestine had been completely broken, and even had a few cartilage in his abdominal cavity.

The only glimmer of vitality has been cut off.

"How is it? Black Hawk Empire, aren't I very brave?" Mil's mouth put his mouth to Xiao Shu's ear full of despair and said softly.

Xiao Shu knelt down, holding the blade inserted into his belly with both hands, even though his hands were cut by the blade and blood was bursting.

At the age of twenty-one, a top student who graduated from the Black Hawk Empire Army University, may become a general in the future. He did not enjoy any benefits brought by "raising military rations" and died at the hands of a lazy man in the country who he could usually crush him like an ants.

What he used was his own sword, a treasure sword that his family has passed down for hundreds of years.

Really, very sharp!

This was the last thought that came to mind before Lieutenant Xiao Shu completely fell into darkness.

Silence, the entire drying field suddenly became silent, and it was quiet enough to be heard by the needle.

Not only were the villagers in Mijiayu Village all stupid, but the Black Hawk Empire soldiers around him could not believe it.

Milauwu once again snatched a snail sword on Xiao Shu who was already angrily killed. He confirmed that the Black Eagle Army lieutenant who had killed the private school teacher with one knife had died. He smiled grimly at the whole village's old and young people, "Mr. Wen is right, he is a kingdom, but I, Milauwu, are also a kingdom!"

"Bastard!" A Black Hawk Empire sergeant finally came to his senses and picked up the rifle and shot Milauwu's heart twice.

Milauwu suddenly fell to the ground, but his eyes were still staring at Mi Dahu with a wide open face, and said with a ferocious expression: "Milauer, remember me, Milauwu died to save your daughter. Every year from now on, you have to kneel down to burn paper for me...... burn incense..."

The sound gradually drooped until there was no sound again.

The Black Hawk Army sergeant who fired the gun ran over with great strides. The panic-looking medical soldier leaned to the ground and died with his eyes open. Xiao Shu, who was still staring at his small eyes, checked for a long time, and could only announce the death of Lieutenant Xiao Shu with a frustrated look.

"Die." A layer of cruelty that could not be described in words appeared in the eyes of the extremely angry Black Hawk Sergeant.

The sky suddenly became gloomy, as if I didn't want to see such a tragic scene.

Thirty minutes later, when Liu Lang, Chen Yunfa and Mo Xiaomao ran all the way and arrived from ten miles away.

The peaceful and peaceful mountain village in the past has fallen into a sea of ​​fire.

The three strongest warriors of the independent regiment who were fully alert walked into the village with a serious face, and then stood together.

Although, when I saw the rising flames, Liu Lang had already imagined the worst situation, although he was not very lucky to the brutality of the Black Hawk Imperial Army.

But when he saw the tragic scene in front of him, Liu Lang's eyes were still open.

He was completely stunned.

The former slaughter of villages and households was no longer a set of cold numbers in history books, nor was it a vague statement about "How many places were slaughtered by the Black Hawk Empire Army in a certain year, month and day" that was not detailed but just vague.

Everything in front of you was presented to Liu Lang like never before.

But, it's too cruel.

The cruelty made Liu Lang so hard that even a soldier who was so hard that he couldn't breathe.

This is definitely a quiet mountain village. Apart from the extreme silence, there is only the "cracking" sound made by the flames swallowing the house. Apart from that, there is no other sound.

Everyone in the village was there, but they were all hanging on the trees.

All the trees in the village were hung with people, including elderly people, children, men, and women.

They were hung like that, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, and no one closed their eyes. Their faces were full of their angrily open because of the huge pain, as if only in this way could they tell the heaven how much pain they had experienced.

They are indifferent to the world. They should have continued to live quietly and peacefully.

However, they are now hung like this, with ropes tied around their necks and hanging them on the tree they planted with their own hands.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves let out a heart-pounding whimper.

Liu Lang's hand suddenly tightened.

Liu Lang's cheeks suddenly bulged.

With a "click", a big back trough was broken.

"Did you see it?" Liu Lang suddenly turned around and looked at the two best special forces under his command.

"Sir, we see it." A large teardrop surged in Mo Xiaomao's eyes, but she still stood tall and pine, answering the fat leader who questioned him with the greatest strength in her life.

"This is the Black Hawk Empire, the real Black Hawk Empire." Liu Lang turned his gaze back to the corpses of the villagers who were hanging in the wind and shaking gently.

Kneeled violently.

Whether in the past life or this life, except for the comrades who died in battle, Liu Lang never bent his knees to anyone. But facing his fellow tribe who died tragically under the iron hoof of the Black Hawk Empire Army, Liu Lang knelt down.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Facing those who are so beautiful and tender, as a soldier, Liu Lang has no choice but to kneel down.

Liu Lang's metallic sound could almost break through the sky: "I, Liu Lang, swear to the sky that if a person who does such evil things will leave this mountain on his day, he will never return to the south of the ancient city in this life. If I, Liu Lang, if I do not allow the Black Hawk Army to pay enough price, I will never return to my hometown in this life."

"I, Chen Yunfa, swear to the sky..."

"I, Mo Xiaomao, swear to the sky..."

"Friends, I will use the heads of the Black Hawk Empire as sacrifices for you, and I will ask you to rest in peace again." Liu Lang murmured, turned around suddenly, turned around without hesitation and left.

The Black Hawk Army infantry team five miles away from Liu Lang carried the body of their squad leader, took the few grains he had stolen, and walked towards the Qingzhangpo Pass station with seven young kingdom women with numb expressions and looked desperate.

Yes, Mijia Yumura is not dead.

The cruel Black Hawk Imperial Army chose to hang most villagers in Mijiayu Village in the cruelest way to retaliate, but left seven young women.

Seven young women will be charged into the Black Hawk Army comfort center. Only in this way, Colonel Ren Qing, who lost his nephew, may feel better.

The Black Hawk Army team, which hanged 115 people in Mijiayu Village, didn't know what kind of killing god they had messed with. The furious Liu Lang once rushed into a terrorist base thousands of miles away from his motherland to kill all the bases. At this moment, he was not fighting alone, and he also brought two of the best special forces soldiers.
Chapter completed!
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