Liang Meng raised his hand and just touched the little devil, and the little devil shouted on the spot: "Let it go..... Leave me alone, I don't want to die, I don't want to die. ”

Another fellow devil also pleaded.

They saw Liang Meng's ruthless methods, and their hearts shuddered.

The man before them was more terrible than the devil, and it was worse than death at his hands.

Liang Meng dragged a devil out and threw him into the crowd.

"I know everyone hates the little devil to death, and I want to cramp and pull out the bones. Now you don't have to scruple, this little devil will be left to you to deal with. ”

All the villagers stared viciously at the little devil on the ground. The anger in everyone's hearts was palpable.

The devil looked around the crowd, and everyone's eyes were full of anger.

If you don't kill the little devil, you will be killed by the little devil sooner or later. In that case, it's done!

The boy who had been beaten was the first to rush forward, raised his fist and beckoned to the devil.

With the first person to do it, other villagers joined in.

The little devil held his head with both hands, curled up his thighs and shrunk himself into a ball, trying to avoid being injured.

But no matter how well protected it is, one person, one punch and one kick are enough for the little devil.

"Little devils get out of China"

"Dare to rob us of food, let you taste our strength."

"We don't always let you bully."

......

The little devil's usual style is self-evident, and the villagers have suffered a lot of difficulties, and it is excellent to be able to save their lives.

The fire that has been held in the stomach can finally be vented today, and every punch and kick is full of endless anger.

The devil was like a durable sandbag that was punched and kicked hundreds of times by the villagers.

"Get out of the way!"

An uncle with a hoe shouted, squeezed through the crowd, and slammed it down on the devil's back.

A hoe directly broke the spine of the devil soldier.

The devil screamed and fell to the ground unable to get up, but still conscious.

"the little devils."

Everyone stepped on, stepped on, kicked, and kicked.

Even if you are a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, you can't bear it if you are beaten hundreds of times.

The devil spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Oops, the little devil vomited blood, everyone worked harder."

The more the villagers fought, the happier they became, the more they fought, and they couldn't stop at all.

A few teenage children squeezed in sideways, but the dense crowd was so tight that it was not easy to go in and fight devils.

"Mother, mother, I want to fight too!"

A child kept squeezing into the crowd but couldn't get in, and when he saw the little devil being beaten and vomiting blood, he was afraid that the devil would braid, so he cried in a hurry.

An old lady in the crowd, leaning on a pole, was in her 70s.

The old lady had a hard time walking, not to mention beating people.

But the old lady has a unique skill that can be called a hundred shots.

"Ahem"

The old lady coughed twice in her throat, held back a mouthful of hundred-year-old phlegm, and snorted at the devil's mouth.

The thick old phlegm landed in the devil's mouth with great accuracy.

Ginger is still old and spicy!

Years of spitting skills have finally come in handy.

"The little devil can taste my old phlegm in vain!" The old lady sighed.

Hearing the child's cry, the mother pushed away the crowd and picked up her child.

"Mother, you won't let me fight devils." The child cried.

"Don't worry, mother, this will give you a chance to perform. Go pee on the little devil. ”

The child obediently walked over to the devil, took off his pants and shhhh

The devil was beaten to the point that he could not move, and there was no room for resistance.

The child's urine was sprinkled on the devil's face, and it was very pleasant.

The mother helped the child lift his pants, and the child pushed away the mother's hand and said, "Mother, I still want to." ”

"You are really promising, and you can achieve great things in the future! Okay, then pull it. ”

The beaten crowd gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Yue'e, your child is really promising!" ”

"Yue'e, your child will definitely have a bright future in the future."

"This kid knows how to bully little devils at such a young age, the pillar of the country!"

......

Hearing the praise of the villagers, the mother was even more happy, and shouted, "Yong'er, pull hard for your mother, and the more you pull, the bigger and bigger your mother will make you white flour steamed buns to eat." ”

Hearing that there were white-flour steamed buns to eat, Yong'er squatted on the ground and said "mmmmmm" vigorously, suffocating her little face red.

"Poof"

A bubble of stinking was pulled on the devil's face.

Yong'er breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's so cool!" ”

While lifting the child's pants, the mother asked, "Is it more comfortable than pulling it in a pit?" ”

Yong'er thought for a while and replied, "It's comfortable, but can you pull the devil every day in the future?" ”

"Yes!"

The remaining devil was terrified when he saw his companion being beaten to death and insulted

The Ninth Master saw how terrible the villagers who were holding back the fire in their stomachs were, and immediately thought of their fate.

He was powerful on weekdays, bullying the villagers, and became the "king" by relying on his fact that he was the president of the maintenance association and had a little dealings with the devils.

Often, this one gets something to eat, and the other one gets something to use.

If you fancy other people's daughters, they will rub all kinds of oil and water to take advantage.

Once I drank too much wine, I got my daughter, and I threatened to give my daughter to the devil to try it.

The family was frightened, so they didn't blame the ninth master.

The villager kicked the unconscious devil with his foot: "This devil is impatient, and he died not long after?" ”

"I haven't fought enough, why did I lose my breath."

"yes, it's not fun yet."

......

The villagers turned their gaze to the Ninth Master and the remaining pants-wetting devil.

The two of them were frightened when they saw the eyes of the villagers, and crawled to Liang Meng on their knees.

"Hero, you can spare me, I am willing to return all the shaved fat and ointment to the villagers. I'll give you all the oceans here. ”

The ninth master hurriedly took out the pockets of his jacket and the pockets of his pants, trying to take out as much ocean as possible.

The ocean that had just been pulled out was not yet steady, and it shook off to the ground.

The Ninth Master hurriedly picked it up.

Jiu Ye saw a devil soldier being tortured alive and breaking his fingers and wrists, and one being beaten to death by the villagers.

He was so frightened that his hands kept shaking, and he couldn't pick up the ocean on the ground after picking it up several times.

Beads of sweat were pouring down his face and neck.

The ninth master trembled and held more than a dozen oceans and said: "These oceans belong to you, and I still have them at home, and I don't have enough for me to go home and get them for you." You can do whatever you want, just spare my dog's life. ”

Caiqin kicked over the money in the hands of the ninth master: "Dog traitor, who is rare about your stinky money." I'm going to kill your dog today. ”

Hearing that he was going to kill himself, the ninth master crawled in front of Caiqin and kowtowed: "Auntie, you can spare me, I was not a thing before, you will spare me this time, and I will never be a traitor again." ”

Jiu Ye kowtowed a few times, and then slapped himself: "I'm not a thing, I'm not a person!" I promise to be a good person in the future and help you fight devils. ”

Liang Meng: "You can spare it, but there is one condition." ”

Hearing the chance to live, the Ninth Master saw the hope of life: "As long as you spare me, don't say one condition, even if there are ten thousand conditions, I will agree." ”

"That's what you said."

Liang Meng pointed to a pile of ...... on the side of the road at the entrance of the village

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