The next day, Saai confessed everything he had done to Kuda, and he didn't feel the need to hide anything, after all, we all knew about it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info We choose to use torture, just like the outside, killing people to pay for their lives.

From this time on, we have added another rule, those who seek the lives of others will be killed.

But when you were doing Xing, you couldn't find an executioner, and no one could cut someone who was looking at you into two pieces with a single sword, but we didn't have that big, so sharp a knife.

You can only use a knife to replace it, which is even more difficult to do, even if you kill a cat with a knife, you can't kill it once, you can't be ruthless to get it a second time. Although Shiratori kept saying that he wanted to kill little Japan, when it came time to really start, he couldn't do it.

"You come" Shiratori hesitated for a moment with the knife in his hand, but he still couldn't do it, so he wanted to put the blame on me.

I approached him and whispered in his ear, "Don't you really want to kill this little Japan?" Why don't you do it yet"

"I can't do it, he just looks at you like this, if you have killed a cow, you will understand this feeling, you really can't do it" Shiratori wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at him nervous, sweating profusely.

"Are you coming, hero," Shiratori begged me.

"If you can't do it, how can I do it." I said angrily.

"You are a hero, you will kill thousands of people in the future, now let's practice first" Shiratori's kung fu is really not blowing, it is quite good, he is the originator of sycophants.

But I don't eat him, his sycophants are in vain.

I whispered in his ear again, "If you don't do it, I'll let him go." ”

"Don't, this murder is to pay for his life, how can you let him go, and besides, you forgot that he has nightmares" Shiratori waved his knife, it seemed that he was going to stab Kuda in the neck, he tried but retracted his hand.

and said, "I really can't stab it, I don't understand how little Japan learned to be so ruthless."

"You also tried nightmares, and you learned it," I teased him from the sidelines. "Old black," the white bird called out to the old black. "What do you want me to do?" said the old man.

"Here you go"

Shiratori walked around to be the executioner, but no one wanted to, not even Lao Hei, who shook his head and rejected Shiratori.

It wasn't until later that we came up with a plan to draw lots to decide, and from this time on, the profession of the executioner could only be decided by lot.

The unlucky white bird was still drawn, and it seemed that God destined him to be this executioner.

He eventually accepted the assignment as well, and he literally stabbed Kukuda to death with a knife.

Shiratori muttered something to himself, saying that he had learned it from his uncle, saying that it was for the dead to be overstated. But no one could understand what he was reading.

After Kuda died, we burned him with fire, because he was not entitled to own the tomb. His ashes were scattered in the clearing, mixed with soot, and the wind blew them apart.

Killing Kuda has played the role of killing chickens and respecting monkeys, and no one dares to think crookedly, at least there has been no more murder in Ghost Valley.

"Call a few people, and you give you a place," I called the old black who was in a daze.

"What are you going to do?" he said listlessly.

"Do you want to rescue Sharia," I asked him. As soon as he heard the name, he immediately felt like he had been electrocuted.

"Yes," he said

"Think" said again.

He called a couple of Filipino bosses, I brought York, we're going to get weapons, we're going to fight, a racial war, I often say, can I call this a war, and then after the outbreak of World War II, I understood the meaning of war, who said we are not a war?

Okay, no nonsense, Lao Hei can't wait.

"Hurry up Heroes" Lao Hei walked ahead of me, and it was York who led the way, and before I knew it, York could already understand our sign language.

I followed. When we came to the cave, Hei was very excited.

"Wow, how do you know such a place, and don't say how good the environment is here. Much stronger than the sun and rain outside."

"I'll have said it earlier, I'm afraid you're already fighting the cannibals by now," I said

"What's wrong with that, we have to do it if we want to get out, and we have to rescue Sharia."

"I can't mess with you, Sharia has become their bacon," the discouraged Shiratori always says frustrating things.

"What nonsense," I said, knocking him on the head as I learned.

"If you knock me again, I'm going to turn my face, the man's head and the woman's breast, I can't touch it, I'll be unlucky" He defended his bullshit superstitious dignity.

"We're just going to touch it" We ignored his crooked reasoning and continued to joke with him, chasing after him to touch his head.

"If there is no woman to touch her breasts, then touch the man's head," Lao Hei and the others also grabbed the white bird and touched his head, this time the white bird was not angry. York didn't understand what we were doing, so he learned from us, but instead of touching Shirao, he pulled Shiratori's hair, which made Shiraoko scream and cry in pain, while York laughed so happily. We all laughed when we saw it, and the white bird was chasing in the cave, and I forgot how long it had been since I had been so happy.

"Help me" Lao Xiang shouted for help behind us, but when we turned our heads, we didn't see any danger in him, just stood dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with you," I asked.

"Something grabbed my foot," he said.

When we approached, oh my God, Lao Xiang was grabbed by a hand that came out of the ground, but one hand came out.

"The hand we saw last night," said the old black.

We were all ready to move, but none of us dared to rush up.

Only Shiratori picked up a stone and threw it at the hand. The hand retracted back into the ground. Lao Xiang was saved. He came back to us. Something even more unexpected happened, another hand reached out from our side and grabbed my foot, and I stepped on it so hard that I stepped on it.

But more and more hands were stretched out from the earth, and they became the forest of hands.

"Take the stone and smash them down" We took the stone and threw it at the hands, but we retracted one and stretched out the other, and we were busy with our hands, smashing more and more, and about fifty hands were touched. We are stuck in the middle. As soon as it moves, it grabs it and pulls it underground, and if it is unlucky, the person who is pulled can only be buried alive in the ground.