Chapter 112: Hatred
In the last life, Fang Hao let go of the mother and daughter.
At that time, he simply thought that these three people were not involved in the evil, and there was no need to kill them.
So he let the three of them go.
However, these three people did not thank him for this, and still regarded him as their biggest enemy, which brought him a lot of trouble in his later career.
Because one of these three people, because of his high talent, later entered a major sect in the middle of the Mayfly Continent, and became the core disciple of that sect, he had enough ability to cause him trouble.
That person is the youngest of the three, Tang Yan's youngest daughter Tang Xiaodie.
Now, she was just a little girl of two or three years old, and she was so scared that she cried there.
And in the previous life, when Fang Hao saw her in this place, she was already eight or nine years old.
The mother and daughter were already very scared, and when they heard Fang Hao say that, they felt even more desperate.
Their fate was handed over by Fang Hao to those women who were detained here, and what was waiting for them was to know without much thought.
"Please, let us go, we really didn't do anything. Tang Yan's wife said, "My two daughters and I are powerless, and we can't do evil if we want to." ”
Fang Hao ignored her, but took a sword to cut the chains of the locked women one by one, rescued them one by one, and then asked:
"These three people are the wives and daughters of the bandit leaders who have kidnapped you, do you think they should be killed?"
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"It's going to take a thousand cuts at them!"
The women exclaimed excitedly.
Some people are free, and suddenly they lose control of their emotions, sit on the ground and cry.
Others, with hateful eyes, picked up the knives on the ground and rushed towards the trembling trio.
They don't think there's any good people in this bandit's den.
The women who have been here for a long time remember that among the women who were locked up with them, a few died at the hands of Tang Yan's wife—because Tang Yan's wife thought that those women had taken away her husband's favor for her.
And Tang Yan's eldest daughter, although she was only a teenager, tortured several poor women to death for such reasons.
It wasn't the men they were most afraid of, but the two women.
After all, those men still have to take their bodies for fun, and those two women have nothing but hatred for them, thinking of ways to torture them.
The knife on the ground was snatched away by several hateful women, and they slashed at Tang Yan's wife and daughter with the knife.
Fang Hao didn't look at it.
If it weren't for the memories of his previous life, he would definitely let go of these three powerless women.
After all, from the current point of view, those three people are quite pitiful, and this matter is also a disaster for them.
Even with the memory of the last time, he felt that if these poor people who had been imprisoned thought that they did not deserve to die, it would be okay to let them go.
He really can't kill that killer himself.
In the previous life, Tang Xiaodie was able to cause him a lot of trouble, but not in this life.
Seeing a few women frantically holding knives to cut Tang Yan's wife and daughter, and some people screaming "Give me back my xx's life" while chopping, I understood that they may not have done evil.
The terrible screams of Tang Yan's wife and daughter echoed in his ears, making him feel a little unbearable.
However, he did not stop the matter.
The screams gradually stopped, and only the cry of a small child continued.
Fang Hao was stunned, and when he looked back, Tang Yan's wife and eldest daughter had been chopped into meat puree, but his youngest daughter, Tang Xiaodie, who was only two or three years old, was still alive and well, crying loudly there.
At first, when the women with knives rushed over, a young woman took Tang Xiaodie aside and blocked her view, preventing her from seeing her mother and sister being cut into pulp by the women with knives.
Those few who cut people with knives, and Tang Yan's wife and daughter, all had a common hatred, and they all watched their relatives being tortured to death by them, so they rushed forward.
After they chopped the two into a pile of meat puree, they heard Tang Xiaodie's cry, and rushed over with a knife, shouting:
"Shan Rou, you hand over this kid and let us cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"
The young woman holding Tang Xiaodie said, "Her mother and her sister should die, I have no opinion, but she is only two or three years old, what evil can she do? ”
"Shan Rou, are you sick, although you have pity on the daughter of an enemy who has harmed us so badly?"
Some women couldn't help but scold, and cried while scolding:
"Have you forgotten how we have spent all these years? Have you forgotten how many sisters have been tortured to death by them? Have you forgotten how many of our relatives have died at their hands? What are you responsible for the daughters of the enemy? Have you ever taken revenge on us when she grows up?"
Most of these women were kidnapped by the whirlwind thieves, and because of their good looks, they escaped alive.
However, it is not easy to survive, and every day of life is a torment for them.
It is not only the hatred brought about by the killing of their relatives, but also the trampling on their dignity and physical destruction by these bandits.
They want revenge, and it's absolutely understandable.
The young woman said, "But she is only a child of two or three years old, what can she understand? ”
The woman who scolded her dropped the knife and sat on the ground and broke down and cried:
"When I was robbed, I was only a teenager, and I didn't know anything, but who let me go? Our family, we didn't steal, we didn't rob, we lived in peace, but did they let us go? My parents and brothers were killed, several sisters were kidnapped, and now I am the only one left among the sisters, and I am still being abused by them every day, who let me go?"
When she cried, many women remembered their sadness and cried.
During the days they were detained here, they did not even dare to cry, no matter how humiliated they were, they could not cry, they could not show resentment, and they even had to smile at each other.
There are many people who even think that they have forgotten what it is like to cry.
Now that they are free, they can finally cry freely, tears flowing freely on their faces after a long absence, mourning everything they have lost over the years.
The young woman named Shan Rou also cried bitterly and said, "We are all unfortunate people, but this child is an unfortunate person, and she has also lost all her family, so let her be an innocent person, okay?"