Chapter 6: A Bucket of White Rice

Feng Wen was dressed in white, like a life-seeking white impermanence, and his speed was fast!

At some point, a black knife appeared in his hand, directly hitting the head of a thin criminal, piercing through, blood spilling everywhere!

The sinner, who had been pierced through the head by a black knife, fell to the ground and died before he could feel the pain in his head.

The whole process, in just three seconds, Feng Wen instantly killed the poor criminal!

Under the bewilderment of all the sinners and the astonishment of those in the audience.

Feng Wen took out a white cloth with an expressionless face and wiped the black knife in his hand a few times until the blood was wiped clean.

But it scares the sinners!

Obviously, when Feng Wen counted the number of people in the cage before, he only counted ninety-nine people!

Ninety-nine!

Less than a hundred!

That is to say, the sinners in the cage at this moment all have the right to continue to survive, and they always have the right to see the sun of tomorrow!

So Feng Wen has no reason to kill!

There is no reason at all!

Feng Wen's motivation......

What exactly?

Soon there were voices of protest and unwillingness among the criminals!

"Deacon Feng, it is clear that the number of our criminals has been killed to less than a hundred, but you still want to assassinate him?"

"Doesn't it mean that as long as the number is less than a hundred, we the remaining sinners have the right to continue to live?"

"Could it be that the rules of the big prison cage can be easily changed by you as a deacon?"

......

These sinners, dressed in tatters and emaciated bodies, were fighting each other for survival a moment ago.

At this moment, they are extremely united and stand together!

Just for ...... Survive!

Although the sinners are cheap, they also have the power to crusade for survival!

Everything Feng Wen did before had touched the final bottom line of the sinners, which naturally caused the dissatisfaction of the sinners!

Yang Ye also had a faint bloody light flashing in his eyes, hidden among the sinners, staring at Feng Wen's every move all the time.

If Feng Wen's previous actions caused the anger of the criminals, Yang Ye didn't mind fanning the flames and rushing up with the criminals to kill Feng Wen!

Just in the face of the wrath of the sinners.

Feng Wen didn't have any intention to explain at all.

Instead, he turned to the audience smugly.

waved to the dignitaries and nobles in the audience and said, "Everyone, this is my Feng's latest cultivation move, I don't know what you think?"

Those who were originally sitting in the audience.

At this moment, who doesn't know that this is the dungeon deacon offering tricks to curry favor with them?

Suddenly, the rich people who were originally full of arrogant and rude looks slapped Feng Wen's ass one by one.

"Deacon Feng is really a young hero! but in his twenties, he can cultivate his martial arts to such an extent, he is really a young man of my Blood Moon Empire!"

"What's more, I think in this year's dungeon deacon selection, Deacon Feng should also be in the limelight!"

"It seems that our friendship with Deacon Feng will be deepened a lot in the future......"

......

Feng Wen naturally had a full view of the flattering looks on the faces of these rude rich people, and he also saluted them one by one......

It's unimaginable.

This Feng Wen, who is now mingling with those dignitaries and nobles.

At the moment ago, just to show off his martial arts, he bloodily assassinated a living criminal!

After dealing with those rich people, Feng Wen finally turned his head and looked at the down-and-out criminals who were already a little angry at the moment.

Feng Wen squinted his eyes and looked at the people who had come out of the crowd before.

The corner of his mouth sneered: "Hmph! Just ants, where do you have the right to shout?"

"I admit that it was indeed me Feng Wen who did not follow the rules of the big prison cage before, but ......

What can you do to me? Tiny ants, kill them or kill them! Whoever says more, don't blame me for stabbing a few more with my black knife!"

Feng Wen, who was outrageous, had no attitude towards these sinners at all.

Feng Wen's lack of attitude is the greatest contempt for the sinners!

In the face of Feng Wen's arrogance, the criminals were still unbearable after all...... Erupted!

Some of the most impulsive sinners even have the intention of doing something!

It's just Feng Wen's next sentence, but it poured a basin of cold water on all the sinners!

"If you dare to move a finger against me today, Lao Tzu will let you, the sinners, go to the prison cage every day until you die!"

Many sinners were silent in an instant!

Whether there is a god in the world, no one knows.

But for the poor sinners at this moment, the ruthless dungeon deacon Feng Wen is a god!

Even for the title of the sinners, Feng Wen even used the word "cage" to describe it!

This cage of sinners......

This cage of sinners......

This cage ......

Obviously, in Feng Wen's eyes, these ragged criminals standing in the cage at this moment were no different from a group of hungry wild dogs.

A cage of criminals is the same as a cage of meat dogs in Feng Wen's eyes.

After seeing these sinners who were ready to fight for their lives a moment ago, now they are all silent.

Contempt flashed in Feng Wen's eyes and said, "Today's prison cage is over, let's go back to the dungeon!"

No matter how fierce the herd of wild dogs is, they are still as ruthless as humans with weapons!

............

That night, Yang Ye was in the cold dungeon.

A dungeon handyman brought a bowl of white rice.

A bowl of white rice without any side dishes, let alone any seasonings.

A simple bowl of white rice that couldn't be simpler.

This is the fourth day since Yang Ye.

The only meal delivered from the dungeon.

The last time Yang Ye enjoyed white rice in the dungeon was four days ago.

This is the life of a lowly sinner, this is the day when Yang Ye survived for six years.

It's a pity that this time Yang Ye didn't swallow all the jujubes in this bowl of white rice as usual.

Instead, he gently put his right hand on top of the rice.

He said slightly: "Eat the heavenly formula, suck!"

In an instant, a red light flashed from Yang Ye's hand and crossed the rice!

In an instant, not a single grain of rice was hard to find in the rice bowl that was originally full of rice!

Yang Ye chuckled: "Yes! Sure enough, everything in the world can be sucked! I can feel very clearly that there is a faint energy in my body, but the fly in the ointment is that although I absorbed the power of so much rice in an instant, I didn't taste the taste of this rice...... It's the only flaw, hehe......"

......

The next morning, the dungeon handyman, as usual, took away the rice bowl that Yang Ye had used last night.

Seeing that there was no residue in the naked rice bowl, the handyman was not surprised.

Sinners are wild dogs.

Wild dogs will naturally lick every grain of rice cleanly......

It's a pity that the handyman didn't notice it.

When he picked up his rice bowl and turned to leave.

Yang Ye's eyes staring at the back of the handyman suddenly flashed a bloody red light, which had not dispersed for a long time......