These four people are naturally not martyrs, and they will not betray their partners in a righteous manner. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Feixing said 'kill', the four of them scrambled to say a dozen names, far more than the seven lists, after all, they were two groups of people, and they were temporarily organized together.

Who was left behind, and who followed him to participate in the assassination, the four of them can remember so clearly.

But the name that popped up under their fear was enough, and Feixing looked at Zhao Dalong, who glared at the crowd. "Now whoever I name me, get out of here! Diao Fei~"

The crowd swelled, and I saw a commotion coming from behind.

A young man wanted to escape, but was recognized by the people around him, four strong men dragged him and threw him into the crowd, which young man looked no more than in his early twenties, got up from the ground and rolled up, and suddenly shouted: "It's not me, it's not me, I don't know what's going on~"

"Bumper!" Two gunshots rang out, and the bullets hit him at his feet, causing him to fall to the ground in fright.

Feixing held a gun at him, with a frosty face: "Kneel down~"

"I..." Diao Fei wanted to explain again, but when he faced the slightly smoking muzzle, he had to kneel next to the four partners in front of him.

Zhao Dalong glared angrily at this uncompetitive villager, and reported the next name: "Wang Fei~"

The crowd stirred again, and the villagers each looked for someone named Wang Fei, and after a while, they heard a shout of 'It's not me, it's not me', and a half-year-old child was thrown in.

Zhao Dalong saw that this person named Wang Fei was only fifteen years old, and he was a minor fat man.

As soon as he was thrown in, he was so frightened that he crawled behind Zhao Dalong, holding Zhao Dalong's leg while dodging Feixing's muzzle and shouting at the same time: "Uncle Long, I was wronged, I was really wronged, I have been sleeping in the house, my mother can testify to me!" ”

"Fei'er, Fei'er~ You get out of the way, Fei'er must be innocent~"

A woman over half a hundred years old wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, but was blocked by the villagers around her, so she could only cry and stretch out her hand to pull her son who was thrown into the crowd.

"Mom, mom save me, I'm innocent~"

Wang Fei also wanted to run back, but what he got was a bullet on the ground half a meter in front of him.

Feixing's face did not change, and he still pointed a gun at him with a cold face: "Get out there and kneel~"

"Brother Feixing, have you forgotten that Brother Yun helped you vent your anger before? Flying star..."Wang Fei was in tears, wanting to play the emotional card.

But Feixing only took a deep breath, his eyes only flickered despite the struggle, and he shouted, "Get on your knees!" Don't force me to kill you now~"

This shout revealed the pain that Feixing suppressed in his heart.

Wang Fei squatted down with his head in his hands, trembling but didn't dare to say a word more, two adults from the patrol stepped forward, one of them grabbed him by one arm and dragged him to the previous five, groped around him and Diao Fei, searched for threatening weapons and supervised.

And at this time, Zhao Dalong also said the third and fourth after a sigh... A few names followed.

When he shouted the last few names, the crowd still exploded, and the remaining members with ghosts in their hearts tried to escape from the crowd, but they were captured by the villagers who were watching the excitement around, hundreds to one, again in this crowded situation.

How did those people run, and after a while, five more people were thrown and pushed in.

No more, no less, exactly seven people.

Two young people, five big men over 30 years old.

Young people are someone's younger brothers, sons and nephews, and those men are mostly fathers, husbands and sons of certain people.

No matter how they explained, the flying stars made them kneel on the ground one by one and gather together.

Zhao Dalong was worried about Feixing's impulsiveness, stepped forward and snatched Feixing's gun, patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Let the uncle come, it's too early for you to do this kind of thing..."

How is the instant flying star more mature than his peers, but it is still too cruel to kill people, and to kill villagers and partners who were once close to him.

Feixing had tears, but he endured it, and while wiping his tears, he took a step back and glared viciously at the eleven people kneeling on the ground, remembering their embarrassed expressions at this time.

Zhao Dalong looked at the eleven villagers begging for mercy with hatred, and said coldly: "Traitor, you can't forgive, but I can't kill any innocent person by mistake, think about it carefully, is it the seven of them?" ”

The four prisoners who ran back looked at the people kneeling beside them, and the seven of them mostly shook their heads to explain, or cursed why the four people framed him, but the blunt words were completely unconvincing.

After the four people said the culprits of this operation, whether these seven people were innocent or not, Zhao Dalong's psychology had already made a decision, although he was old, but his eyes were very bright.

Even when the village was at its poorest, there were also parties.

In the village, there are people who follow, who they are, Zhao Dalong knows best.

Wang Er is cunning, and the old hooligans in the village follow him.

Li Yu, secretary of Li, has studied for several years, and he is popularizing the few cultural classes in the village, and the children in the village have basically learned from him, and they call him a teacher.

If two people have the heart to do something, the only people they can call to move are these two groups.

After the four of them repeatedly confirmed that they were right, Zhao Dalong looked at the sky and let out a long sigh.

Elder Li Qing came over and asked, "What should I do with them?" ”

Zhao Dalong didn't answer, but he understood what Sun Hao meant, this was forcing him to kill him.

Wang Fei's mother finally broke through the crowd at this time, ran in and hugged Zhao Dalong's feet and cried: "Village chief, there is only this single seedling left in my Fan family, you can do it, let him go?" ”

Not only Wang Fei's mother, but also the relatives of the other ten people squeezed in, kneeling in front of Zhao Dalong to plead.

Zhao Dalong carried them on his back, looking at the night sky, the corners of his mouth tightened, he closed his eyes and said nothing, and his body trembled slightly.

Feixing also knew that the uncle was struggling, and those who knew Zhao Dalong knew that the new village chief was good at everything, but he was too merciful, and it was because he was too merciful that the village was attacked many years ago, and many people starved to death after losing food.

He couldn't bear to hurt any of the villagers, he saw the village chief thoroughly, and he just wanted to make the village better, so that the villagers could be fed and clothed, for all this, he was only forty years old but worked as if he was in his fifties, and nearly half of his black hair turned into white hair.

There were so many people pleading for mercy that the surrounding crowd was infected, just when Zhao Dalong was forced to get off the stage, and Feixing was anxious to step forward to drive away the crowd of intercession, only to hear a loud sound of 'bump', and the wall of the village was suddenly knocked open.