'Three minutes' is often just a virtual finger, just like 'three years and five years'.

Before the iron cage stopped rolling and rolled, Mo Ye felt that every second was as long as three years and five years, and when the cage stopped, he suddenly just wanted to lie down and sleep.

But apparently this is not the time for him to sleep, and if he does, he may have been made into food by the time he wakes up.

"Yooo~Let's see who's coming~"

One foot stepped on the iron cage where Mo Ye was imprisoned, followed by a strange voice, which inexplicably reminded people of the word 'GAY'.

Lying on the ground, Mo Xie turned his head, and he saw a slightly obese white man.

"Hey, isn't this our little bunny, how did it get in a cage?"

The white man held a long knife in his hand, and through the cage, he used the knife to compare with Mo Ye's body, as if he was going to divide Mo Ye into several parts of the cake.

"Hey, don't get excited, it's not your turn yet, in order to keep it fresh, you will live well until the meat contributed by your brother is eaten, and we will even provide you with a piece of food. Look, as kind as I am, I will leave your brother's brother and your brother's head to you, eat which one you want first~"

The white man looked at Mo Ye's blue and red face and thought that he had successfully intimidated him, so he laughed with satisfaction and put away the knife in his hand.

"If you kind of you're coming at me! Labor and management are cold now! Light a fire for me?!"

Mo Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and he scolded at the back of the white man (the part of greeting family was omitted above.) ）。

The Holy Scripture finally didn't cheat in language this time, and there was no language barrier between him and the people of this world this time.

"Hehe, there will be a fire sooner or later, but I have to supply your brother first today~"

This white man doesn't know if he has a bad taste or if his intuition is more sensitive, and he won't be fooled if he lets Mo Ye scold.

But his men weren't going to watch their leaders get scolded.

"Come, one~two~three!"

It was still the four of them, and they lifted the iron cage together until it was a meter above the ground.

"Put!"

When they reached a sufficient height, these people removed their hands at the same time, and even pushed them from above.

"Phew!"

The iron cage slammed into the snow, and if it was an ordinary person locked in the cage, it was estimated that he would have suffered multiple fractures all over his body after such a smash.

"Hmm!"

For Mo Ye now, this was not so pleasant, so he couldn't help but snort.

It was the right half of his body that landed on the ground.

"You group of ***, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

The pain didn't make Mo Xie shut up, on the contrary, he scolded more happily.

"Damn, there's a kind of killing me today! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will definitely make you pay!"

(The above are all harmonious versions, and the real version refers to the national scolding.) ）

Mo Ye, who couldn't break free from the cage, seemed to use his language as a weapon, and the 'essence' of five thousand years up and down Huaxia made him throw it out in one go, and I don't know if the "Holy Scripture" has enough level to translate his words accurately, but the result should be quite accurate.

"One~two~three!hey!"

"One~two~three!hey!"

“……”

Mo Xie was smashed at least ten times, and after the smashing, several big men began to panting.

"Damn, haven't you even eaten?!Just these two hits?!Not enough to tickle the master!"

Mo Ye seemed to have his own plans, he loudly mocked these white people, and used a series of national scoldings to scold these white ghosts who only knew 'ass' for being born as one Buddha and two Buddhas for Nirvana.

"Come on!" the leading white man had no strength, after all, even their food supply was not so much, "take over!"

The group smashed the cage one last time, and then sat aside.

"Wait!" The white fat man with the knife stopped the next group of people from abusing Mo Ye, his face was full of foresight, "He's begging for death, you idiots!"

Giving a kick to a white man who was already about to grab the iron cage, the fat man walked over to the cage and squatted down.

"Mark, do you want to die?" he squinted his eyes with a chilling smile on his face, "I just won't let you die!

The fat man pulled out a short knife from his waist, and he reached into the gap in the iron cage with one hand, straight to Mo Ye's neck.

The short knife was aimed at Mo Ye's mouth, this is the rhythm of digging out the tongue......

"......No!!"

Mo Xie didn't scream, but Matthew, who was tied to the stake, did.

He was originally weak and numb, and he was glaring angrily at the white fat man at this time, and his face was suddenly full of blood, Mo Ye knew that it was the color of anger.

The man was not angry at his life, he was only angry because his brother was being humiliated.

Although he knew that his roar would only be an accelerant for the sadism of these beasts, Matthew couldn't help but shout.

"Yes!"

When the white fat man heard Matthew's roar, he suddenly had a playful look on his face, and he turned his head to Matthew as if to show off.

"It's now!"

Mo Ye was waiting for this opportunity, and at the moment when the white man was distracted, he grabbed the white man's hand holding the short knife fiercely with his right hand that had been prepared.

"Click!"

The sound of bones shattering was crisp.

"Ah!!!h

The white fat man picked up this scream before he finished speaking, but Mo Ye's actions were not finished.

After crushing the fat man's wrist bone, he immediately pulled it hard!

"Bang!"

Mo Ye's previous abuse was not in vain, in fact, a small part of the kinetic energy generated by each previous time when he was smashed to the ground was stored by Mo Ye.

Using the unicorn arm as a medium, he stored that kinetic energy in a subtle way in the 'energy storage pipeline'.

Now it's time for those energies to come in handy!

"Ah!......h

The fat man's screams came to an abrupt end because his arm had been ripped off by Mo Ye.

In the face of great pain, his will was as fragile as a piece of paper.

He fell headlong, blood spurting far from his severed hand, and the people around him had not yet reacted to the sudden turn of events.

Mo Xie knew that his time was running out, and at the same time, he could feel that the energy that was constantly being released from the 'energy storage pipe' was rapidly draining.

"Drink!"

With a wave of the unicorn arm, with pure physical strength, Mo Ye directly smashed one side of the iron cage into the air.

The iron bars carrying the aftermath of this punch shot into the crowd, and immediately set off a rain of blood and screams.

"Miscellaneous people, it's my turn, right?"

Tumbling out of the iron cage, Mo Ye showed a hideous smile at the panicked crowd.

"I heard that you asked me to come to a 'party'~"