"Where's this? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Van asked again.

"Bian Huang, where else can this be except Bian Huang?" The old man coughed softly.

Van was silent for a moment and then asked, "Why are they locking you up?" ”

"Slave hunters, they are all slave hunters, don't you know?"

Van muttered these three words, meaning thoughtfully.

"We were supposed to be sold as goods, but the sandstorm cut them off from the surrounding area, so we were locked up." The old man sighed.

Van noticed the old man's shriveled stomach and chapped lips, "They don't provide you with food and water?" ”

"How is that possible?" The old man shook his head, "The sandstorm is the most dangerous weather in the border wilderness, and he has cut off not only the connection between here and the surroundings, but also the supply routes. The slave catchers themselves are too much to protect, so how can they care about us. ”

Van frowned, and his face flashed with a hint of solemnity, without food and water, this is the worst result.

"You know each other." Sanskrit's tone was not questioning, but direct, because he could feel the strangeness and resistance in all the eyes that looked at him.

The old man was stunned for a moment, neither agreeing nor refuting.

"Why shouldn't I save him?" Instead of dwelling on the question, Van asked, pointing to the child huddled in the corner.

"You'll know." The old man just sighed faintly.

Van looked at the child thoughtfully, and after a moment, he suddenly beckoned to him, "Come, come to me." ”

Children are a little scared, because it is really difficult for you to instinctively have a good impression of a person with a hideous face full of scars.

"I'll protect you." Van continued.

The child's expression hesitated, his eyes passed back and forth over the people around him, and finally he gritted his teeth and carefully crawled to Fan's side.

"Don't be afraid." Fan gently touched the child's head, "You follow me in the future." ”

He said this to the child, but his eyes were looking at the people around him, cold and serious.

At this moment, the dilapidated wooden door of the cell was vigorously kicked open, "Get it all up!" A mob armed with iron rods rushed in, led by Wanda's men.

Judging from their menacing appearance, the fools who want to do what these people want to do are also clear.

The door of the iron cage was opened by the key, and the group of three rushed in without saying a word.

Call!

The stout iron rod smashed into Fan's head without saying anything, "I'll let you be a hero!" ”

The blow was fierce and hard, and it didn't give people any time to react at all, Fan was immediately hit, and a bruise was hit on his back, and Rao was he gritted his teeth in pain.

"Let you do it! Beat him to death! At the sound of an order, two iron rods were added to the two outside, and for a while, there were several more red marks on Fan's body. Perhaps tired from the beating, the man at the head took a breath and spat heavily at the Fan who was beaten to the ground.

"Do you like heroes? Drag that kid out of here, and I'll kill him in front of you today!" I'd like to see how you can do it! After the man finished speaking, he immediately commanded a person to drag out the child who had been cowering in the corner in the morning, and the child cried and shouted for help, and his little fingers grasped weakly, but it was useless under the cruelty of the mob.

"No!" Van roared hoarsely.

Call! But the iron rod made a sound of breaking through the air and fell straight down!

"Ahh

There was unbearable pain in the child's small voice, and the cruel thug couldn't help but break his leg bones!

"Little brute, pretend to be dead for me in the morning, why didn't I see you so powerful when I called you?"

"Mom, help me, Dad, save me." The child let out a heart-rending scream, his pale face rolled with large cold sweats, and the severe pain made his whole body twist and spasm, but his fingers were desperately pointing in one direction.

The two men who were pointed by the child hurriedly retreated backwards, and soon retreated to the other side of the iron cage. At this moment, two of the mob looked at each other, and strode out with a sinister smile, dragging them out like animals.

"I didn't expect you to be a little brute and have parents?" The thug at the head looked at the two people who were dragged over with a smile, but this glance made him a little stunned, because these two people were the same two people who dragged the child in front of him in the morning.

"Let us go, let us go, we have nothing to do with him, we are not his parents." The two were frightened at this time and tried their best to clarify the relationship.

"Dad, Mom, don't you want me? Don't want me, I promise not to eat much again, I beg you, save me, I'm in pain. The child's immature words pierce people's hearts like sharp swords, but some people's hearts are hard-hearted.

"We really don't have anything to do with him, really, trust me."

"Really?" The thug suddenly smiled.

"Really!" The answer is almost without thinking.

Call! The iron rod was swung down again vigorously, and the child's heart-rending howl was unbearable, and as his parents, they just silently lowered their heads and did not say a word.

"Fuck, cold-blooded than me." The thug spat in disgust, "Kill them all, this kind of person is a waste of food to live." ”

"Jerry? Is it true that nothing happens to kill people? One of them hesitated.

"There's a fart thing, if they don't die, you have to die! Do you think the food is enough? ”

This sentence absolves all the mercy of the rioters, and before their own fate, other people's lives naturally do not matter. The iron rods suddenly rained down, and the howls of the two men rang out.

"Stinky boy, don't you want to save him? I want you to watch him die. Jerry then smiled at the man lying on the ground.

Seeing that the raised iron rod was about to fall, Fan Suddenly got up on the ground, and he crashed into Jerry like a mad bull, "You brute, he's just a child!" Van roared angrily, snatching the iron rod from Jerry's hand like a lightning bolt, and he gasped for breath in front of the anguished child, the iron rod in his hand clenched tightly.

Jerry, who was knocked down, rolled to his feet, and he reacted for a moment before realizing what was happening, "You dare to hit me?" How dare you hit me? He screamed, "Kill him!" Kill him for me! ”

The other two rushed forward without saying a word, just looking at Fan's current thin physique, no one would see him as a dangerous opponent.

There were several more wounds on Fan's body under the chaotic blows, and the two attacking people couldn't leave his key points, which was clearly that he put him to death! Fan really couldn't figure out why the other party had to kill him if he just said a few more words.

"You are slaves too!" The sharp-eyed Van vaguely caught a glimpse of the mark on his opponent's shabby clothes, which resembled the scar on his chest.

The two who had been knocked out of their identities suddenly panicked slightly, and then attacked him more ferociously, the status of slaves was their lingering humiliation, but this pain could be transferred, by insulting others.

"Why do you want to?" Van asked loudly as he blocked the attack, he really couldn't understand why this group of people were struggling with each other.

"Why? To live, of course! Jerry yelled in a low voice, "If you don't die, we'll be the next to die, you nosy piece of garbage who doesn't even know what you're doing!" ”

"Is killing a child what you are supposed to do? What about your mercy? "Fan's anger also came up.

"What should not be! Where did you escape from the stupid, there is no mercy in this damn world! It's nothing more than the jungle! Today you saved this child, tomorrow it will be you who will die, I really don't know how you are such a nosy fool to survive to this day. Jerry's tone was full of sarcasm and hatred for the world.

"That's why you killed people? A reason to be someone else's lackey? ”

"Isn't that enough? As long as I can live, I don't care if others live or die, I'm not afraid that I'll tell you that none of you garbage will survive in the future, and you will die sooner or later. Rather than being tortured to death by them, I would like to let you die a happy death, so in other words, I am actually helping you. Jerry smirked.

"Fart!" Fan Ren couldn't help but roar, excessive anger made his brain blank for a moment, his body was handed over to instinct at this moment, he could feel that he seemed to make some movements at this moment, but after this moment was over, watching the warm blood slowly flow along the iron rod, slowly soaking his palm, he stared blankly at the iron rod pierced into the other party's chest, at a loss.

"You ......" just made a ** of unknown meaning, and the person who was punctured in the lungs immediately collapsed.

Fan looked at his hands in a daze, feeling the still warm blood on them, what happened just now? How did the iron rod get into the opponent's chest?

"You killed Mondo, you actually killed Mondo!" Jerry, who was watching the battle, was dumbfounded, he couldn't imagine how things could suddenly change so much.

"You killed Mondo!" Jerry's expression was hideous and terrifying, "Since I can't escape punishment, then I can't live if I want you too!" He let out a terrible roar, and suddenly a worn-out double-barreled short gun came out of his waist!

"You must die!" Jerry didn't hesitate at all, and after a brief calibration of the target, the silent cell suddenly exploded with a thunderous explosion!

The gunfire dissipated, the weak slaves huddled together with their heads in their hands, Jerry's expression still had the hideousness of the previous moment, but there were blood stains gushing out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and his pupils couldn't stop contracting and dilating, but he couldn't focus successfully.

"You...... You...... Who the hell is it! Jerry gulped blood, trembled and spat out the last words of his life, and stopped struggling before he could be answered.

Van was stunned again, looking at the iron rod pierced in Jerry's heart, and looking at his right hand holding the baton. Everything happened so fast, so fast that he didn't even realize what was happening, and the interval between pulling out the iron rod and attacking again was even shorter than Jerry's shooting.

This is not his conscious manipulation, but a completely unconscious instinct!

"You, you're not a slave! Your spy! You are a transhuman from another organization! The last of the remaining people almost collapsed, and he watched Van kill two people in a row so easily, and in such a cruel and direct way.

"Guard, there's a spy here!" Emotionally broken, he rushed out of his steps, screaming in panic in his mouth, seeing that he was about to run out, and he didn't know what drove Fan, he casually picked up the short gun that was still in Jerry's hand, and almost didn't even use the calibration process, the bullet with a deafening explosion sound, raw from the spine into the body, and rushed out like a whole person.

The loud gunfire shook the entire area, and a swarm of guards nearly broke through the house.

"Put the gun down! Hands up! Nearly ten black hole muzzles were pointed at Fan, who was still in a daze, until someone had the audacity to kick him down, and he still didn't wake up from this series of events.

Wanda measured Jerry's halt and cursed in a low voice.

"Boss? How to deal with it. "Someone asked.

"Catch it first." Wanda frowned vigorously.

"What about them?" Someone pointed to the three bodies that had been placed together.

"What else can I do? Let's carry it away! ”

Wanda scolded and slammed the butt of a gun into the back of Fan's head, "A bunch of garbage, dog-eat-dog garbage!" (To be continued.) )