The sharp porcelain pieces are pierced, pulled up, and pierced again......

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Large expanses of blood flowed down and accumulated into puddles. Gradually, the howling of the prison bully under Zhang Yue stopped, and there was no more silence, "Experience +7, non-level soul +1." ”

At this time, the prisoners in the cell also woke up.

The remaining prison tyrants woke up in shock, saw the corpses all over the ground, bloodstained, and frightened, and then reacted, and shouted in their mouths: "Oh my God, what happened? Tiger Master, Dali, old horse...... They, they're all dead!"

"What's going on, who did this!"

"It's that kid! Kill him, avenge the tiger master! Break that kid into ten thousand pieces!"

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At first, the prison tyrants were still a little inexplicably frightened when they saw the situation around them, but when they saw that it seemed that it was just a kid who had done all this, they were all emboldened, scolded and yelled, and surrounded Zhang Yue with arrogance.

In this prison, Wang Erhu and his gang of prison tyrants had a total of thirteen people, eight of whom died at the hands of Zhang Yue, and now there are five people alive, all of whom are men in their prime.

On the other side, Zhang Yue also stopped the piercing action in his hand, got up from the corpse of the prison bully, turned around, half hunched, holding a broken porcelain piece covered with blood, and faced the prison bully who surrounded him with vigilance.

Under the firelight from outside the prison door, Zhang Yue's eyes reflected a faint cold light, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

"It's a pity...... These prison bullies, but they are all experience points, if it weren't for the accident before......" Staring at a prison bully, Zhang Yue's eyes were cold and cold, and he licked his dry lips a little hungrily.

After killing eight people in a row, this prison tyrant has completely transformed into a delicious big cake in Zhang Yue's eyes, a gift package of experience souls waiting to be harvested.

As for tonight's harvest, Zhang Yueke is far from satisfied, he is still eager to get more experience and more soul.

However, now that these prison tyrants have woken up, although Zhang Yue regrets that he can't take the opportunity to harvest more experience souls, he knows that with his strength, he can't continue tonight's night attack.

……

A prison tyrant cursed and threatened in his mouth, and slowly approached Zhang Yue, while the prisoners who woke up around him gathered around and watched without caring about themselves.

"Ah, it's Ah Yue!" At this moment, Zhang Yue heard an exclamation from the crowd of onlookers next to him.

Zhang Yue swept the corner of his eyes, and saw the thin young man Zhang Tiedan, the third uncle Zhang Kangan and other six Bianmin villagers squeezing through the crowd and running towards him. It could be seen that they were a little cringe, but they still hesitated to come over to Zhang Yue, ran over and stood beside Zhang Yue, standing side by side, and confronting the prison tyrant who was approaching.

"You guys?" Zhang Yue asked in a little surprise when he saw the actions of several people.

"What, Ah Yue, you are not welcome to your third uncle? The third uncle Zhang Kangan said with a wry smile, with reproach in his words, but the concern in his tone could not be concealed, "Everyone helps in trouble, they are all villagers in the same village, if something happens to you, how can we watch from the side!"

"Yes, these dog mongrels want to bully Ah Yue, first ask us if we agree!"

"Our folks in Bianmin Village are not easy to bully!"

……

Tie Dan and the rest of the neighbors also echoed their words.

During the confrontation, in the face of a vicious prison bully approaching, the bodies of the third uncle and other neighbors trembled a little. However, Bian Min Village and a group of six people did not take a step back, let alone escape.

In this era, when you go out, in order to survive, you will spontaneously hold together with the neighbors of the same village, and the neighbors are the natural unions. Sharing weal and woe and facing crises together is never an empty word!

Seeing this, a touch of emotion flashed in Zhang Yue's eyes.

Prosperity makes friends, adversity tries them. Before, Zhang Yue never thought that in such a dangerous situation, this ordinary villager from Bianmin Village would actually take risks for himself.

Zhang Yue pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled at the villagers, without saying much, but he kept this intention firmly in his heart.

Previously, although Zhang Yue inherited the memories of his predecessor, he did not inherit the feelings of his predecessor. The memories inherited by the predecessor to Zhang Yue are more similar to the feeling of watching movies in Zhang Yue's previous life, although these people exist in the memory, these people are more similar to some strangers in Zhang Yue's eyes.

Even, Zhang Yue's thoughts about avenging his father's murder for his predecessor, and even taking care of his predecessor's sister, are only the obligations that Zhang Yue thinks he should fulfill under the inheritance of his predecessor's body, not out of real family affection.

However, at this moment, feeling the sincere feelings between the predecessor and the neighbors, and the sincere care of the surrounding neighbors for him, Zhang Yue can be regarded as truly accepting the past of the predecessor, accepting his current identity, and truly treating himself as a member of Bian Min Village.

……

And when he saw that there were six more people on Zhang Yue's side, for a while, all of them hesitated a little.

You must know that there are only five of these prison tyrants, and after Zhang Yue gets the support of his neighbors, there are seven people. Zhang Yue suddenly reversed in terms of numbers and gained the upper hand.

Of course, don't look at Zhang Yue, there are many villagers on their side, but most of them are good old and weak farmers, and all the prison tyrants are men in their prime, and they have always been brave and ruthless. The overall combat power of the prison tyrant still occupies an absolute advantage.

It's just that these prison tyrants are not soldiers who are forbidden by orders, but some ruffians and gangsters, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

As long as he thought that these corpses under his feet were all killed by Zhang Yue, and then thought of the kid he saw when Fang Yi woke up just now, stabbing wildly, like a crazy demon, one by one the prison tyrants shuddered all over their bodies.

If there are a large number of people, in the face of Zhang Yue, who is alone, these prison tyrants will dare to come forward to fight. However, seeing that there were six more people on Zhang Yue's side at once, these prison bullies couldn't help but hesitate. Dealing with seven people, they will inevitably be damaged, not to mention that there is a kid like Zhang Yue who looks very evil!

The prison tyrants looked at each other a few times, and they all saw a little retreat in each other's eyes.

Although Wang Er was their leader, after all, people cannot be resurrected after death, so why should they fight for a dead man? It is absolutely impossible for them to fight hard for a dead man and a hard stubble.

"Boy, you're lucky this time!" After stopping and discussing a few words in a low voice, a prison bully shouted at Zhang Yue, leaving a sentence to support the scene.

Immediately, as soon as the prison bully was on guard, he retreated to the side of the prison a little stupidly.

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