The people in Yizhihaitang are all former Yi people, and they are all fortunate to accumulate knives and buy blood soul beads, so as to become demon refiners.

In the netherworld, people can only rely on themselves, and the strong will not sympathize with the plight of the weak, even if they were once weak, they are also low-status Yiren.

When the people of the Green Snake Group walked by, all the Yi people avoided it, Zhi Haitang was not a good man and a woman, and the Yi people who were oppressed by them were not a few.

Even Wang Sheng and the others beside Zhang Fang often used force to take and oppress the lowly Yiren.

Therefore, there is no absolute boundary between good and evil in the netherworld, only oppression and oppression, if you want to get rid of the fate of being oppressed, you can only work hard, and then become a new oppressor.

Zhang Fang smiled and looked at the dodging Yi people at random, under the frightened faces of many Yi people, there was more hatred and yearning.

Hate the oppression of Zhihaitang in the past, and yearn for the extraordinary strength and status of demon refining.

A young and vigorous Yiren was on the left side of Tongming Lane, and his two eyes were looking at Zhang Fang and the others with their essence, which made Wang Sheng very unhappy.

"Brother Wu Gang, get out of the way!" A person next to him pulled the strong man's clothes, and he had already seen Wang Sheng's displeased expression.

Wang Sheng's right leg wrapped around the demonic qi swept away, and he kicked at Wu Gang, but Wu Gang's skills were obviously good, and he dodged over.

"Yo he, you still dare to hide!" Wang Sheng's expression was grim, and he couldn't believe that Wu Gang dared to hide, usually which Yi people didn't let him beat and scold.

Wang Sheng immediately jumped over, as agile as a monkey.

Wu Gang's speed was comparable to Wang Sheng, and he was caught by Wang Sheng in a few clicks, pressed to the ground and punched and kicked.

Wang Sheng scolded while beating: "I'll let you hide, let you hide!"

Wu Gang was stunned and silent, there were blood stains on the fist marks that fell on his face, and blood slowly dripping out of his mouth and nose.

Zhang Fang looked at the past, and he also knew what happened to the Yiren, but he still didn't dare to resist when he was ruthlessly trampled, which he had never seen.

"You're fighting back!" Wang Sheng roared angrily, and his fists rained down on Wu Gang's body.

Wu Gang still didn't say a word, his red, swollen and bloody eyes were still shining, and this imperceptible look was seen by Zhang Fang.

"Lao Tzu asked you to fight back... Fight back!" "The more Wang Sheng fights, the more angry he becomes, this witch just can't fight back after he is so badly beaten, but he can really bear it!

Wu Gang was covered in blood at this time, and the ribs on his body were also broken to the roots, but he was stunned by his firm will and did not say a word.

"Okay, Wang Sheng, do you want to kill him?" Hong Wu couldn't look at it, this Wang Sheng usually listened to his orders, but unfortunately he was too irritable.

"Big brother, I..." Wang Sheng looked at Hong Wu.

Hong Wu looked at Wu Gang coldly, and the blood on his body made him frown: "Okay, don't waste time." ”

"Yes!" Wang Sheng let go of Wu Gang's shirt and threatened: "Boy, you are lucky today, don't let me meet you in the future." ”

There are rules in the Netherworld that you are not allowed to kill people without permission.

The penalty for killing one person is 2,000 knives, and for continuous murder within three months, the first person is punished with 2,000 knives, the second person is worth 4,000 knives, and the third person is punished with 8,000 knives, and so on.

And taking ordinary demon refining like Wang Sheng as an example, there are only 1,000 knives per month, and it takes two months of hard work to kill one person, so he usually doesn't kill people.

However, as long as the Yiren openly resist, then the Yiren will no longer be protected by the laws of the Netherworld, and who will live and die will depend on their personal strength.

Therefore, Wang Shengcai deliberately provoked that person, but unfortunately that person never fought back, which can be regarded as a kind of strength.

In fact, the regulations for the protection of the Yi people are in vain, and it can be seen from this that the tragic fate of the Yi people, but fortunately, Wang Sheng and others are only a minority, and no one kills the Yi people for no reason.

The real strong will not slaughter the weak at will, this is related to the dignity of the strong, just like there are ants passing through it, maybe the first time to step on it, but too much will be boring.

And this is the mentality of the strong, the real strong will not do despicable things, of course, the murderer does not belong to this list.

The surrounding Yiren looked at Wang Sheng, their eyes were full of fear, thinking that Wang Sheng's actions would shatter their courage and make them feel cold.

"It's really useless soft eggs, if it weren't for the desperate hunting of demons outside, how could you live a stable life in the city. ”

Wang Sheng scolded as he walked: "I think that Lao Tzu was not desperate at the beginning, and finally saved enough ten thousand knives to buy the Blood Soul Bead, if you want not to be bullied by Lao Tzu, you have to fight for your life." ”

Hongwu counted down Wang Sheng, and took out twenty knives to Zhang Fang: "Zhang Fang, you go over, give these things to him, and let him heal his wounds." ”

Zhang Fang didn't shirk it, and left the team and walked in front of Wu Gang, who was struggling on the ground, he was covered in blood: "Take it!"

Zhang Fang threw out twenty knives, which crumbled and fell to the ground, and at the same time stained with Wu Gang's red blood.

"Hmph!" Wu Gang lowered his head, obviously unwilling to accept the twenty knives, although the Yi people had a low status, they still had dignity.

"If you want to have dignity, the premise is that you have to live, you have to have enough strength!" Zhang Fang looked down at him: "Without these, you don't deserve dignity at all." ”

Zhang Fang's tone was very heavy and cold, he never sympathized with the weak, but he valued people with strong will, and this kind of person deserved to be strong.

Wu Gang seemed to understand what Zhang Fang said, and slowly raised his head to look up at Zhang Fang, his indifferent face and majestic body left an indelible mark on his heart.

"Great grace is not thanks!" Wu Gang didn't say much, he couldn't express his gratitude in words: "In the future, I, Wu Gang, will repay you!"

The status of Yiren is low, and Zhang Fang's move undoubtedly made him re-realize what dignity is and the importance of strength.

Zhang Fang looked at Wu Gang, and didn't seem to hear Wu Gang's words: "You can do it yourself!"

At this time, Hongwu and the others had already walked away, and when Zhang let go, the onlookers ran over, and naturally there were friends Wu Gang knew.

On the way, I also encountered a lot of bullying men and women, and the green wolf group and others were commonplace, and they were not surprised in the face of these Zhang Fang, and they didn't want to pay attention to them.

In the muddy and dim world, justice has long been drowned out by ugliness, and only oneself is truly worthy of one's attention.

Qingshui Castle covers a large area, with five major areas: east, west, south, south, and middle, and Tongming Lane is the edge of the northern region, which is the most barren area.

Now they were going to the heart of the North, a thriving and vast trading area.

There are a lot of demon refining forces encountered along the way, and there are also many demon refining forces, Zhihaitang is a small force, and naturally it is extremely low-key and nothing happened.

The architecture of Shimizu Castle is not limited to wooden buildings, but also many castles made of huge stones, which can reach a height of up to 30 meters.

For a small force like them, there are only three magic horses, and these three horses are all owned by the hall master Ma Enjiu and his two or so envoys.

Walking through the streets and alleys, through countless alleys and streets, it took them a full hour to reach the bustling area of the Northern Regions.