It was like a thunderclap in Vadim's heart, a unique word that had always been hidden in his heart like a thorn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scene in front of him began to be in a trance, his woman was pressed against the box, her throat was bitten open, and the red blood was drunk with a clatter, and soon the appearance of her own woman actually changed, becoming the appearance of an oriental girl, and the beast that drank blood turned out to be herself.

The rack of barbecue on the fire has been set up, the beautiful girl has lost the luster of life, her white and delicate skin is about to become a piece of meat full of sauce, rubbing her hands and licking the corners of her mouth, drinking spirits and waiting for the feast to begin.

Not far away, the other people in the girl's village were staring at her with extremely vicious eyes, and the word that appeared most often was, retribution!

What is retribution? Vadim had never heard of it as a child, but he found many translators to explain the word, and it was only then that he realized that retribution is a concept in Eastern religions, a law of nature that the whole of Asia believes.

If you do evil, sooner or later the evil will come back to you, not that you will not repay it, but the time has not yet come.

For such a fallacy, Vadim naturally does not believe it, he believes in the respect of strength, as long as my fist is big, even if I kill someone, no one will dare to care about me.

The weak Qing people will engage in these vain things to scare people and play, which is just the curse of the weak.

I, Vadim, have slain from Europe to Asia, and many people have died at my hands, and I have long lost count of the infidels I have eaten, what retribution is there?

I'm not still promoted and rich, and all your swearing is just a fart to me!

But what is happening now has smashed all his arrogance, it turns out that there is really retribution in life, if you kill someone, someone will eventually kill you, and you will eventually become the food in the mouths of others.

Retribution is everywhere, just like the relative concept of force in physics, how much force you throw a punch on a wall, then the wall will definitely give you the same force.

No one can escape the curse of retribution, it's not that they don't want to do it!

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......" Vadim laughed sadly, "I see...... That's how it feels!"

"It's like this to watch your dear family being killed in front of your eyes, watching your favorite woman being eaten...... It hurts so much, it turns out that I have given so much pain to others!"

"God, forgive me as a sinner!"

With a bang, an adjutant kicked Vadim into the corner of the wall and lifted the woman who had passed out, "We are all going to die, when we are dying, do you actually remember to pray? Don't dream, the door of heaven will not be opened for us, cherish the last moment, this is the last carnival before going to hell!"

With a flash of the knife, the sharp dagger sliced through the unconscious woman's veins, and the gushing blood was swallowed in gulps...... Vadim's two slave girls and his six-year-old son were drained of all their blood that night.

That night was also the last time they gathered their strength to call for help, and with a little exuberance brought by human blood, they began to use all their tools to smash the canned boxes, smash the walls, and knock on the tin buckets, and the hoarse screams for help continued for half the night.

That night, the four dock workers were frightened half to death by the ghost sound underground, the cheating handsome tiger fled in a panic and crashed to death, and the disheveled third lady was stalked by the scoundrel and finally threatened.

But that was only the last evil done by the evil spirits, and the six officers who had been making trouble in the middle of the night still did not wait for the Chinese to rescue, and their last hope was dashed.

The sailor is completely gone, and the human blood is only his own, and the three weakest people in the dungeon have died, and now they want to solve the problem of thirst...... Then you can only hurt each other.

The seven people present actually knew that this time they were certain to die, and there was no movement outside for such a long time, which means that the Chinese could not hear their cries for help at all.

If it drags on any longer, it will be death, but human beings are so greedy for life and afraid of death, even if they live for three more minutes, he will never give up.

Vadim finally came to the end of his life, and he was the first to be slaughtered, like a beast, and the stench of blood kept the other six demons alive for half a day.

But that's only half a day, blood can only save emergencies and can't solve practical problems, drinking blood is actually the same as drinking salt water, you can only get more and more thirsty, and the more thirsty he is, the more he has to look for something to quench his thirst.

The six hungry wolves finally set their sights on their small group, and the Vadim family had been drained of blood, and now it was their turn to kill themselves.

The sound of gunshots, the crash of axes slashing bones, the screams of the dying...... On the last night, even the gods closed their eyes, and even the ghosts and gods couldn't bear to watch this kind of human tragedy.

Since that day, the ghost has not appeared again, and the third lady moved his tavern, took the handsome old lady and the scoundrel who threatened him, and went to a coal mine opened by the Mi Consortium, and never left there for the rest of his life.

The only volunteer officer who was closest to the truth and willing to explore the truth was transferred out of Vladivostok after the founding ceremony and never returned to serve here for the rest of his life.

Ironically, the excessive supply of the Chinese also helped history hide this secret.

Due to the excessively chaotic accounts, due to the transfer of successive property rights, this entire warehouse of military rations was actually forgotten, and in the logistics supply accounts of the volunteers, this warehouse of food did not exist.

The anti-justice warriors did not worry about eating and drinking, and some of the materials that were not used up in this war turned out to be rubbish as time went by, and as time went by, these canned food and compressed biscuits all passed their expiration dates and became garbage.

There are many places that need to be busy in the creation of a country, and the most important task in front of the Far East is to reorganize the army and prepare against the attack of Tsarist Russia, then to restore the economy, and finally to build internal affairs.

A large amount of money, manpower and material resources have been put on the front line, on the construction of roads, and on the construction of major mining areas, forest farms, and agricultural reclamation areas.

No one had the leisure to count how much rupture there was in Vladivostok, and no one wanted to count the remnants of the war.

It wasn't until three years after the end of the war, when the Volunteers were freed from the threat from the north, that they were freed up to solve these remaining problems, close to the warehouse area on the east coast of the city, sold by the military, and eaten by six consortia.

The waste was so great that when the rations were opened in the warehouse, the stench almost killed the accountants and workers in the warehouse.

There is no need to count this kind of garbage at all, and these stinky goods are directly pulled to the landfill outside the city to be buried, but in the eyes of merchants, any labor is money and cost, and it cannot be easily wasted.

As a result, under the order of the project leader, the warehouse converted by the semi-buried headquarters was not emptied, but directly demolished on the spot.

The exposed parts of the ground were all destroyed and smashed flat, and the tattered military rations became the foundation of the timber accumulation yard, and the people piled up stones twenty centimeters thick on the ruins, and this empty area became a large open-air warehouse for merchants to pile up timber.

The bunker became a dungeon, and the dungeon became a dungeon, and finally the lumber mill directly sealed the lid, and the ten unjust souls below were officially buried in the earth, until they were discovered by archaeologists 120 years later, and finally shook the world.