The gift of nature, the gift of fire to bring warmth and delicious food, became the best tool for destroying the evidence of sin. Although some cement houses have appeared in the chieftain tribes, there are still many thatched houses. Spaniards with torches, one by one, set fire to the thatched huts. The liquor, the beautiful Indian girl, the charred corpse, will be a memory for this night, Garcia. The little bit of conscience in Tanita's heart was wiped out with the raging fire. In the face of great interests, Garcia. Tanita has fantasized about how to dominate Mexico City, and then radiate the whole of Mexico, becoming the most powerful drug lord of all time, and the dream of becoming the overlord of the underworld.

The curses of the Indians before they died all shouted the names of the various Indian gods. Sometimes Li She thinks that human beings are really creatures that are loved by thousands of people. Each nation represents this culture, and the inheritance of culture requires faith to condense, and different gods will appear in this culture.

After seeing the power of the 'Spear of Longinus' to kill and destroy, and the strength of the generals when he experienced "I Have a Date with a Zombie", why didn't Li She believe that there really was a 'god' on Shijie? Isn't the 'Thief Order', a thing that can break through the barrier of shijie and take Li She to travel through thousands of shijie, a masterpiece of 'God'?

So in every culture, there are different gods? Does faith produce gods, or do different gods give rise to beliefs among different peoples? One thing that all faiths have in common is that good people enter the arms of God when they die. And those who are sinful will go to hell when they die.

As the screams ended, Li She moved. On the tip of his toes, the whole person rushed out like an arrow offline, and the twenty-centimeter black nails on the tips of his fingers poked out, revealing black nails with a metallic luster. It's comparable to a magic weapon.

Compared with the defenseless old and infirm women and children of the Indians, Garcia. Tanita's gang of Spaniards can be regarded as demons armed to the teeth, so Garcia. Tanita, a man of more than 190 people, can wantonly slaughter and abuse hundreds of old and weak women and children of Native Americans, in other words, this is absolute strength. The old and weak women and children could not resist, and the husband could only watch seven or eight Spaniards spoil his wife, and the mother could only watch his underage daughter being abused by this group of beasts, and the feeling of powerlessness made this group of Indians abuse. But just two hours later, something like that happened to Garcia. Tanita and his 190 or so Spanish men.

The Spaniards, who were still in the aftermath of the inferior tequila, burped, and almost everyone took advantage of the strength of the wine to vent on the group of Indian women, and at this time walked and staggered. Bagging to each other about how many Indian women he had just fucked, how many chieftain tribes he had killed, and how to make those Indian miscellaneous life worse than death. Garcia. Tanita closed her eyes sniffing at the burning smell in the air. Listening to the boasting of his subordinates, I was secretly proud in my heart. This is their own army. Although there are only more than 190 people, I believe that in the near future, it will increase tenfold and hundredfold!

A frivolous Spaniard felt a cool breeze hit his neck, and the tequila was strong, and the hot feeling seemed to find a place to vent. Immediately afterward, I felt a slippery feeling in my chest. Squinting his eyes, he reached out and touched his chest. Looking through the light of the fire, the dark red liquid on the palm of his hand was wet. "Damn Indian crumbs... Is this your filthy blood? Hehehe, I guess it was rubbed on that bitch just now," the man thought to himself. Just when he wanted to open his mouth to show off to his companions that he was stained with the blood of an Indian woman. When I looked up, I felt like the world was spinning. His brain was still in the aftermath of the inferior tequila, and he felt his vision become hazy, as if he had fallen backwards, and a headless corpse appeared in his field of vision. "Who is this dirty jeans? Looking at the familiar jeans, the Spanish scoundrel who slaughtered six old and weak women and children of Native Americans closed his eyes.

Garcia. Tanita had already been awakened by the screams of his men. With a cold sweat, the stamina of inferior tequila has been eliminated by more than half. "Who? Who's there! Come out...", roaring. Garcia. Tanita pulled the trigger in her hand, and the tongue of fire from the muzzle of the AK-47 swept towards the night.

A dark shadow flickered back and forth through the crowd, leaving behind a headless corpse with each pause. When the thatched hut is lit, it makes a 'crackling' sound, by the light of the fire. Garcia. Tanita and the others watched as the dark shadow flickered beside her companion.

"Everybody!! Don't panic! Damn the Indians are definitely Indians! Watch out for their throwing axes! "Garcia standing in the crowd. Tanita shouted. Hear Garcia. At Tanita's command, the remaining Spaniards besieged the city, guns unanimous.

The figure flickered irregularly and saw the group of Spaniards in Garcia. When Tanita formed a circle under his order, he secretly said, "Hmph, this is fine, it will take a little effort to run away!" ”

The screams of 'ah''' 'ah' continued unabated, and in less than five minutes, there were less than a hundred of the more than 190 Spaniards left.

"To the north! Shoot! Shoot! Kill the Indians!! "Garcia. Tanita commanded. More than a hundred AK-47s shot out tongues of fire at the same time, shooting in the direction of the black shadow. Some people pull the trigger too tightly, sweeping away a full magazine of bullets. Not waiting for them to catch their breath. Screams came from behind.

Garcia. Tanita turned around and saw that the thirty or so men standing behind him had turned into headless corpses and slowly falling.

When the death toll reached one hundred and twenty, the remaining seventy Spaniards could not stand it anymore. In Mexico, a land of various Indian legends. How could the Spaniards who grew up in this land not know.

Quite a few people have begun to ignore Garcia. Tanita's orders began to flee for her life. "The ghosts of the Indians have come back for revenge... Everyone, hurry up and run for your life..."

"It must be the ghost of the Indians..."

"Help..."

"You cowards! Don't run! Come back to Lao Tzu! Come back! Who ran away Lao Tzu shot him to death!! "Garcia. Tanita pointed her gun at the fastest runners, pulling the trigger and 'banging' the tongue of fire that erupted from the muzzle of the AK-47, tearing apart the fleeing men. Just over 20 meters apart, the AK-47 is at its most powerful, and the bullets not only penetrate people's bodies, but also bring down those who escape.

Humans are such strange animals, just Garcia. Tanita's gang was still slaughtering the living Indians, the immature faces were dead in their hands, and the delicate Indian girls were howling under their crotches. The old men and children were hung from trees with their hands tied behind their backs and burned alive. Tanita and the others can do it, but now they are afraid of the ethereal ghosts? It's really a helpless mockery.

Garcia. Tanita ran out of bullets, but she couldn't stop her men from fleeing frantically. Just Garcia. Tanita was getting ready to get a new magazine. A crisp wind sounded in my ears. 'Hiss...' seemed to hear the rattlesnake wagging its tail, and a slippery liquid erupted from its neck. "Woo woo" Garcia. When Tanita tried to open her mouth and continue shouting to stop her men from fleeing, she couldn't make any sound. Subconsciously reached out to cover the throat sprayed with blood, but how could the fragile skin of human beings resist Li She's sharp nails? The skull, which was cut short along with the cervical vertebrae, could not stop the blood gushing from the arteries. A headless corpse fell.

If it weren't for the presence of Li She, maybe this one would be called Garcia. The Spaniards of Tanita will really become the big drug lord who monopolizes the whole of Mexico City. Maybe he will become the overlord of the Mexican gangster. Maybe he will die in the police fight. However, with the appearance of Li She, these unknowns have become impossible.

The mud bodhisattva once said that Li She is the biggest unknown. The possibilities are endless. At the moment of becoming a 'drought fish', when Li She jumped out of the Three Realms and Six Realms, this unknown had quietly changed everything. Changing the people around me and the people I have come into contact with.

In the calculation of Shijie's will, the life and death of mortals are as ordinary as flowers blooming. The ruthless and ruthless mechanical will of Shijie will not be emotionally charged with the life or death of a mortal at all. In the mythical Shijie of "Hell Detective", mortals? It's just a pawn for God's entertainment with Satan. The purpose of existence is only to pass the time when God and Satan are bored.

Ten minutes later, Garcia. Tanita was joined by more than 190 of his men and turned into corpses with different heads. Look at the scattered human heads on the ground. Li She suddenly had a bad idea. "Maybe it will make the lion king remember his promise more." Li She muttered to herself.

As he spoke, Li She picked up a human head and piled it up. Killing is much faster than picking up heads. Half an hour later, a landscape of more than 190 human heads appeared in the clearing. Li She stretched and looked at his masterpiece secretly proudly. (To be continued......)

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