Zhao Yang was startled and said loudly: "What I said is true, if you don't believe it, you can ask them." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Zhao Yang said and raised his hand to the few people in the dense crowd around him, who were also rescued from the wolf's mouth by him and Zhen'er on the way.

These pro-soldiers pounced viciously at those people, and said, "There are a few accomplices here." ”

The men cried out in fright: "We don't know him, he's talking nonsense." ”

These pro-soldiers didn't care about those few people, turned around and forced Zhao Yang to say: "Sample, don't choose a better one to pull people back, just such a fool, who would believe that they are meticulous, what can they detect?" ”

"As soon as you come over, you will say what I am doing, and you have no evidence."

"Evidence? Joke, that's something. We say that you are fine, then you must be fine, if you dare not admit it, you will admit it! ”

"You are a trick to be beaten, this is to create an unjust case!" Zhao Yang exclaimed.

"This kid is still hard-mouthed, brother, let's let him open his eyes first." Before the words fell, several wolf-like men pounced on them, and kicked Zhao Yang lying in the grass without a head.

Zhao Yang had no power to fight back, so he could only be beaten passively. The hands of several pro-soldiers were very dark, and they were looking for a fatal place to attack, and kicked Zhao Yang's crotch, abdomen, and head one by one. Zhao Yang could only hold his head with both hands to protect his head, curl up his legs to protect his abdomen and crotch, curl up his body like a cooked prawn, and try to protect himself from being lightly injured.

Seeing this, several pro-soldiers changed their strategy and specifically looked for Zhao Yang's leg wound to kick. Several feet flew up and down, and immediately, Zhao Yang's legs were blurred with flesh and blood.

If he kicked his body like before, Zhao Yang would still be able to take a few hits if he gritted his teeth, although he screamed loudly, but more than that, he was just confusing these pro-soldiers. Now it's different, after a few days of treatment, although his injured leg is not completely healed, it is not so serious. was kicked by a few people, and the pain in his heart surged up all of a sudden, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhao Yang's terrible screams spread throughout the camp, and most of the sergeants just shook their heads, didn't say anything, and continued to do their own thing. There were also a small number of people who happily gathered around and talked about it, and a few of them came all the way into the camp with Zhao Yang, and they looked like they were gloating.

The pain in his heart hit Zhao Yang's pain nerves, and a manic emotion filled his chest. Zhao Yang really can't stand it, either survive or destroy, Zhao Yang feels that it is better to be abused to death by the nest, it is better to fight to the death, killing one is enough, even if he can't kill someone, he can die happily, it is better than being abused and beaten here.

Zhao Yang found the right opportunity, and when a few people were playing happily and getting carried away, he suddenly got up and slammed into the crotch of the blackest pro-army. The sergeant's crotch was attacked, and he screamed in pain, covered his lower body with his hands and rolled on the ground.

After Zhao Yang bumped out the sergeant, he didn't stop, but used all his strength to pounce on the sergeant who fell to the ground, laboriously pulled out his waist knife, and swept it backwards. The sergeant behind was startled and stepped back a little, they really didn't expect that the little sheep before would suddenly turn into a big tiger, although it was just a sick tiger, but they didn't dare to be careless. Isn't the one rolling on the ground the end of carelessness?

Zhao Yang stood up slowly, his injured leg was as soft as cotton, and he couldn't use any strength at all, he stood there like a tumbler, swaying, looking like he was going to fall at any time, but he was very strong not to let himself fall.

Zhao Yang tried his best not to let himself fall, put the knife on the neck of the unlucky guy who was kicked down by him on the ground, and complained bitterly: "You ungrateful things, eating the food that Lao Tzu brought you in your mouth, even want to extort Lao Tzu's money; Just because Lao Tzu has no money, he actually framed Lao Tzu for being meticulous, do you still have humanity on horseback? You keep saying that the evil wolves out there are vicious, and I think you are worse than the evil wolves. No wonder you are chased and bitten by a vicious wolf, this horse is retribution, and you who step on a horse deserve to be bitten to death. ”

The onlookers next to him were unwilling, and Zhao Yang scolded them too, and they all yelled: "Kill him, kill him--"

Zhao Yang paused for a moment, it was not good, it made everyone angry. But after thinking about it, Zhao Yang was relieved again, these people are not a good thing, if they are offended, they will be offended, and they can't count on them anyway, it doesn't matter.

At the moment when Zhao Yang was stunned, several sergeants rushed up and took him down without much effort. is a scum like Zhao Yang, who has zero combat power, not only can not increase his combat power with a knife, but it is a burden, and before he can raise the knife, he will be pressed to the ground. The murderous sergeant kicked and beat Zhao Yang like crazy, and although Zhao Yang tried his best to protect his vital points, he was still beaten all over his body.

The old sergeant who was talking to Zhao Yang in the morning was really blind, and said loudly: "The state has national laws and family rules, what's the matter with you beating people to death for no reason?" ”

Several sergeants stopped and forced the old sergeant and said, "You are blind, that kid is in trouble, and even Lao Tzu's people dare to beat him, what is your opinion on Lao Tzu killing him?" “

The old sergeant shrank back, stiffened his neck and said, "There are no conviction documents for adults, you can convict people with one sentence, you think you are His Majesty the Tang Emperor!" His Majesty the Tang Emperor wants to kill people and pay attention to the Ming canonical punishment, and behead him at noon, do you think you are bigger than His Majesty the Tang Emperor? “

The sergeants were shocked, who dared to compare with Emperor Tang, didn't they want to die? The arrogance was suddenly discharged, and the sergeant who took the lead squirmed and said: "Aren't we asking about the case, who said that there is no paperwork, see me go and get it." Saying that, let people tie up Zhao Yang and go back to do the paperwork by himself.

Zhao Yang was tied up and knelt in an open space, surrounded by a group of menacing people, one by one, with fierce eyes, eager to pounce on him and bite him twice. Zhao Yang felt a sadness in his heart, these poor human beings did not dare to face the reality. There were so many vicious wolves outside that they didn't dare to fight, but they sent their anger to me, a little person who scolded them a few heavy words, a typical bully and fear of the hard. Zhao Yang felt that meeting this group of people was his greatest tragedy.

When others are dying, they are crying bitterly, and they don't want to die, Zhao Yang is completely different from others now, he doesn't feel uncomfortable, but feels a relief. He believes that if there is really an afterlife, then death is actually an opportunity to start from scratch, anyway, now he has just arrived in a strange environment, and there is no special person to worry about; If there is no afterlife, it doesn't matter, Zhao Yang was pampered since he was a child, and he has not suffered much, if he is allowed to endure all kinds of torture like in movies and television, then he really feels that it is better to die. The only regret is that I will never see Zhen'er and Xiaoqian again, they really have nothing to say to him, and they are beautiful.

The formalities were quickly completed, and a young executioner was in charge of cutting off the head. He carried the bright steel knife, walked to Zhao Yang's side and lifted a pot of wine, poured a few sips, and sprayed two sips of wine on the steel knife.

To be continued

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