In the crying, Fan Yize did not explain the little boy, and in the face of such a situation, any explanation was useless.

Attention shifted to the Dutch East Indian man lying on the ground, Fan Yize's face was expressionless, but the anger in his heart was difficult to extinguish even if the water of the Pacific Ocean was poured out.

Fan Yize is not an extreme nationalist, and in his heart, he has a scale.

But what I saw today, the scale of this scale was completely tilted, and the slaughter of tens of millions of people was just a thought for Fan Yize, and he would not have any guilt.

At this moment, the Dutch East Indian man had stopped wailing in pain, covering his neatly broken wrist, and looking at Fan Yize's gaze as if he had seen a ghost.

Fan Yize didn't waste time, and asked directly in Indonesian: "Answer me, who are you?" ”

"Jakarta...... The inspection ......" the man stumbled to introduce his identity.

"Who instructed you to do this?" Fan Yize continued to ask.

"Yes...... It's ......" The man hesitated, with fear, and never dared to say it.

Fan Yize didn't speak, but picked up the dagger that fell on the ground and stabbed it directly into the neat incision of the opponent's wrist, the intense pain made the other party dizzy, Fan Yize was not in a hurry, but began to turn the dagger in the wound, and the man was woken up in pain, covered in cold sweat.

"Answer my question."

"The Governor made me do this, and there are many inspections that are the same as me, so spare me......"

"You dare to deceive me?" The expression on Fan Yize's face became hideous, and the other party hurriedly cried when he saw this: "I don't dare to lie to you, it's really the governor, he wants to attack the rich, but the Dutch kingdom is in charge, because let's come, I really didn't lie to you, the governor made us do it......"

"Tell me your plan." Fan Yize asked.

"Plans, I don't know what plans, I'm just a person who executes orders, I don't know anything...... Spare me......"

The man was about to collapse, and Fan Yize asked the last question: "Then who knows?" ”

"Our captain, he must know ......"

Getting the answer he wanted, Fan Yize didn't ask any more questions, and was about to end up with this guy, when the little boy who was immersed in sadness came over and said, "Can you give him to me?" ”

Fan Yize glanced back at the little boy, nodded, handed the dagger in his hand to the little boy, and then took out a few long needles and inserted them into the man's body, making him unable to move, and then stood aside.

The little boy who picked up the dagger, looked at the man lying on the ground, with only boundless coldness in his eyes, squatted down, and kept cutting the man's body and limbs with the dagger in his hand.

Wounds appeared on the man's body, and the sharp pain from his body made his eyes bloodshot and he wanted to moan. groan, however, mouth. Ba is a big man, but he can't make a sound at all, his mind is uncontrollably concentrated, and he can clearly feel every pain in his body.

Fan Yize did not stop the little boy's movements, because he knew very well that from the time he saved the little boy, he was no longer naïve.

The little boy didn't have a heavy hand, maybe he didn't have the strength, or he didn't know how to kill, but he just cut the man's flesh with a knife, and he didn't kill him.

When the man's whole body was covered with knives, the little boy threw away the dagger and found a clay pot on the side of the cave.

Fan Yize smelled the honey from a distance, and then watched the little boy apply the honey to the man's wound.

After doing all this, the little boy turned back to Fan Yize and asked, "Can you help me take off my mother, aunt, and my sister's heads?" ”

Fan Yize nodded, untied the heads hanging in the cave, and handed them to the little boy.

As for the man on the ground, he didn't pay any more attention.

Outside the pit outside the cave, the little boy holds a shovel and fills the pit with all the surrounding soil, and all his relatives are buried inside.

The little boy refused Fan Yize's help and did all this silently by himself.

Fan Yize stood quietly and watched, without saying a word, waiting for the little boy to finish his business.

However, someone did not let them wait quietly, and the sound from the bottom of the mountain broke the peace here, and the little boy put down the shovel, completely unconcerned about his worn hands.

"It's my people."

Fan Yize knew that he didn't feel tired so he stopped, but heard a voice.

When the little boy heard this, he went about his own thing again.

At the foot of the mountain, Sha Junyi and two bodyguards, under the leadership of the housekeeper, were walking towards the mountain.

The voice just now was Sha Junyi's reaction to being frightened by the two headless corpses on the side of the road.

Soon, the four of them saw Fan Yize on the mountain, and also saw a large number of corpses falling around, but except for being frightened just now, Sha Junyi's reaction after seeing these corpses was quite flat.

"Looks like I've been away for a long time." Several people approached, Fan Yize touched his nose and said.

"I'm sorry Commander, we originally planned to wait for you again, but Miss Sha was worried about your safety and kept asking us to come over, so ......" Long explained.

"It's okay, it's okay for you to come, help him fill in the dirt pit." Fan Yize said.

Hearing Fan Yize's words, the little boy did not refuse, because he knew that if he wanted to fill this pit with his little arms, it would take a day or two to say the least, and this place could not stay for a long time.

Under the two tall bodyguards, the speed of filling the pit is extremely fast.

Sha Junyi looked around, looked at the little boy's bleeding hands with some distress, took out a tissue and came to the little boy's side, helped him wipe the blood off his hands, and the housekeeper on the side handed the potion to wash his hands at the right time......

The wound was treated, and the little boy suddenly ran in front of Fan Yize and knelt down.

Fan Yize didn't help him up, but asked, "What's your name?" How old is it? ”

"My name is Xiao Yang, and I'm nine years old." The little boy said hoarsely.

"What am I doing on my knees?" Fan Yize continued to ask.

"Thank you for helping me get my revenge." Xiao Yang said.

"Just thanks, you can get up." Fan Yize said.

Xiao Yang did not stand up, but continued to kneel and said, "I want to learn from you." ”

"Why should I teach you?" Fan Yize did not agree, but asked rhetorically.

"You saved my life, and my life is yours." Xiao Yang's young eyes were full of determination.

"I don't need your life, I'll tell you when you figure it out." Fan Yize shook his head and said.

Xiao Yang didn't get up, but raised his head, looked at Fan Yize, and said, "I'm not afraid of anything!" ”

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