By the time the refugees had vented their anger, some of the thirty or forty thugs had lost their human form. The anger is vented, but the rest of the mess needs to be dealt with.

Mu Fan and others stepped forward to clean up and found that there were twenty-two people who were directly killed. Those who survived were also wounded, and seven of them were seriously wounded, and seven were about to die. The remaining nine people were not too seriously injured. It is estimated that when he saw the large group of people rushing over, he protected the vital point as much as possible, or took advantage of the chaos to pretend to be dead.

Mu Fan forcefully pulled out a man holding his head, and he said, "I said, as long as someone comes to find trouble, they will definitely kill you." ”

The lewd man hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously. He cried and said, "I have my parents, my wife and my children, please spare me." ”

Mu Fan pinched the man's face vigorously and said, "If you dare to lie to me, you can't keep you." ”

He pulled the lewd man to the side and made the man kneel on the ground. He swung the stick in his hand vigorously and smashed it into the man's head.

Blood ran down the man's neck, and soon stained the ground red.

"You don't have killing intent in your heart, and you are not decisive and ruthless enough." Wen Cheng walked next to Mu Fan at some point, and he reached out and grabbed the stick in Mu Fan's hand.

Wen Cheng smashed a stick on the man's head again, and said, "The next time you attack, you must kill with one blow." If it is still like just now, it will give the enemy a chance to counterattack. ”

Mu Fan said: "When I made a move just now, I did hesitate. There was a hurdle in my heart, and it was this hurdle that stopped me. ”

Wen Cheng pointed to Mu Fan's heart and said word by word: "That hurdle was added to you by others, why care about what others think and evaluate." Forget it, one day, you'll cross over. ”

Mu Fan was slightly puzzled and said, "When others kill me, I can kill them without hesitation." But I still can't do the kind of execution like that just now. ”

Wen Cheng said: "The most terrifying thing in the world is repeated villains, and this kind of person should be killed as soon as possible." ”

"You can't do a dead hand, that's because you've experienced too little, and one day you'll understand." Wen Cheng threw away the stick in his hand, "Let's make a bet." ”

Mu Fan asked, "What are you betting on?" ”

"Bet on whether you have crossed that hurdle after five years."

Mu Fan shook his head and said, "I don't bet with you." ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to step over, and I can do anything for the sake of certain people and things."

When Wen Cheng heard this, he laughed loudly: "People who care too much about other people's opinions can only be regarded as heroes at best, but heroes are short-lived. Only those who dare to defy the world's condemnation can become great heroes. ”

Mu Fan thought for a while and said, "It's too tiring to be a big hero, and it's too stupid to be a big hero." I don't want to do either, I have to follow my heart. ”

Wen Cheng's eyes were full of appreciation, and he said: "It's good that young people look sharp, but it's a pity that I'm old and can't find the feeling I had back then." ”

Wen Cheng touched the beard on his face, and said abruptly: "The road ahead is confused, and I don't know where to go." Looking back, I couldn't find my way home. ”

Mu Fan said: "As long as you go down, you can always find it." ”

Wen Cheng pointed to Mu Fan's heart again, and said seriously: "After five years, you will definitely be able to do it." ”

When he had finished speaking, he turned and walked to a clearing, found a flat place, and fell asleep.

Mu Fan heard Wen Cheng's snoring, and his heart felt a little chilly.

This uncle kills people like chopping melons and vegetables, and after killing people, he can fall asleep when he turns his head upside down. How many people did he kill to develop this heart.

Mu Fan is still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man after all, and he can kill a threatening enemy as quickly as possible, but for a man who doesn't have much of a threat, he really can't raise the killing intent.

Mu Fan suddenly slapped his thigh and said secretly: "Wen Cheng was secretly changing his concept just now, I originally thought that the man was not a threat, although he was a little obscene, but there was no need to kill him, so he didn't hurt the killer." And Wen Cheng translates it into whether he cares about other people's opinions. ”

Mu Fan touched his chest, felt his heart beating violently, and was secretly frightened. Wen Cheng's words seem to be demonic, and people can't help but follow his train of thought.

At this moment, hearing Wen Penit's snoring again, Mu Fan got goosebumps. He could already be sure that Wen Cheng was a very dangerous person, a person who didn't care about human life.

However, Mu Fan didn't know that Wen Cheng was actually paralyzing himself. After all, he had killed too many people, and he needed to anesthetize himself constantly. As long as a person's heart is not made of stone, there will be some compassion. Wen Cheng also has it, but he is trying his best to suppress it.

Mu Fan squatted on the ground, looking at the body of the lewd man, his thoughts were a little confused.

Sang Er saw Mu Fan squatting next to the corpse from a distance, and asked softly, "How are you?" Is it unwell? ”

Mu Fan said: "There is nothing wrong with the body, but the head is a little messy." ”

In fact, Sang'er saw the whole process just now, but because the distance was a little far, she didn't know what was going on.

Both remained silent, not knowing how to speak.

After a while, Mu Fan said, "Do you think I should kill this man?" ”

San'er said: "If he has a threat, then kill him, if there is no threat, it's a big deal to beat him up and get out of the evil spirit in his chest." ”

Mu Fan smiled: "I think so too, but Uncle Wen doesn't think so." ”

San'er said, "Then he must have killed a lot of people." ”

Mu Fan nodded and continued: "After he finished killing people, he slept without hindrance. ”

San'er added, "Then he must have killed many, many people." ”

She looked at the body of the lewd man and said, "I don't know how many bad things he has done and how many women of good families he has defiled." Even if you kill him, you don't have to have any burden, and you can still count it as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. ”

When Mu Fan heard her words, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "You are really comforting, when you say this, it is not right for me not to kill him just now." ”

Sang'er added: "These homeless people hate them so much, it can be seen that what they have done must be very outrageous. ”

Mu Fan stood up and quipped: "Stop, if you continue to say this, I can't help but kill all the living." ”

Jokes aside, there are still a lot of issues to deal with.

He looked at the dead people around him and said with some concern: "There are so many people who have died, so many people have participated, and when the people behind rush up, the little gangsters have basically been killed and killed." I'm worried! ”

"There are all refugees here, there are all kinds of people, and I'm worried that someone will tell me and get a reward," San'er said. ”

"As soon as someone informes, the army will wipe out everyone here." Mu Fan sighed, "This is a great feat for those officers, they will definitely do it." ”

San'er worried: "Are we going to leave here and then change to another identity and escape?" ”

Mu Fan looked at the aunt who was still roasting the fire, and then looked at Sang'er. They saw firmness in each other's eyes, and they definitely had to find a way to save this group of displaced people.

"But how can I save these people, there is no way to stop the whistleblowers." San'er scratched her head, "The goal of the outcasts is to enter the surrounding states, and once we get there, we can't control the situation at all. ”

"There is no way to stop whistleblowers, and there is no way to help these people clear their names," Mufan said. Let's think about what else we can do? ”

"Kill, kill, kill, kill them all."

This sentence sounds scary, and the voice of the voice is even more scary. The voice is full of strong anger, and I can't wait to devour my life alive.

Mu Fan and Sang Er found the source of the voice, which was Wen Cheng who had just fallen asleep.

Wen Cheng's face was very distorted, and the muscles of his face were wrinkled, like a pot of porridge that had been boiled. His whole body was hunched, his muscles tense, as if he was about to jump up and kill at any moment.

Sang'er touched his chest and said, "How many people did he kill?" Or does he have some deep hatred? I want to kill all the people in my dreams! ”

She was muttering when she suddenly heard Mu Fan shouting, "There's a way." ”

She asked curiously, "What do you think of?" ”

Mu Fan pointed to the little gangsters who were not dead yet and said, "The solution is them." ”

Sang'er frowned and said, "What's the use of them?" ”

Mu Fan said: "If you can't clear everyone's name, then let everyone be guilty." In this case, not only will the whistleblower not get a reward, but he may even lose his life. I don't dare to tell anyone. ”

San'er still couldn't think of any way to make everyone take the blame. After all, this is a crime of murder, plus the brutality of the army. If you admit it, it is basically equivalent to death.

Mu Fan took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve, pointed at those little gangsters again, and then raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Do you understand?" ”

Sang'er spread her hands, stuck out her tongue and said, "The ghost can understand what you mean." ”

Mu Fan said: "Today, the two of us will treat the wounded together, and wait until the next day to look for people and sell all these hooligans." ”

Sang'er's eyes lit up, and she already understood what he meant, and then said, "Isn't this good?" Wouldn't we be human traffickers! ”

She said she disagreed, and her mischievous eyes had betrayed her true thoughts.

Mu Fan laughed, knowing that her playfulness had popped up again. He said: "You are right, they don't know how many good women they have harmed, how many bad things they have done. These little thugs have nothing to do, and letting them go for nothing will cause trouble elsewhere. ”

San'er smiled: "Selling them as slaves is cheaper for them." ”

Mu Fan walked up to a blind thug and asked, "Say what bad things you usually do?" ”

The little thug was too frightened just now, and when he heard someone talking in his ear, he shook his head again and again in fright, and kept shouting: "Don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

Sang'er: "Ah! With a sound, he quickly blocked his nose. The little gangster was so frightened that he was so scared that he was urinating and feces.

Mu Fan said: "As long as you answer my question honestly, I will not kill you." ”

The little thug nodded again and again, and said, "If you ask, I will definitely know everything, and if I dare to hide half a sentence, I will not die well." ”

Mu Fan took a sip and said, "Just like you, you still want to have a good death." It's good luck to survive today. Wait a minute, those refugees will come again, and you won't be so lucky. ”

The thugs were already frightened and repeated: "I don't want to die well, I can't die well......"

"Let me ask you, did you kill people and set fires, or ** loot?"

The thug said, "I didn't set it on fire, I ......"

Mu Fan looked at Sang Er and said, "It's cheaper to sell him." ”

In fact, San'er and Mu Fan both knew what they were doing, it was a game of cat and mouse. The moment Mu Fan came up with a solution and Sang Er agreed, these little thugs were doomed to become slaves.

Mu Fan gradually fell silent and said, "These days, I am changing little by little! ”

San'er said: "I am also changing, the outside world is wider than I imagined, more beautiful than I imagined. I have seen a lot of good people and things, and I have seen a lot of bad people and things. ”

"On the day the guest came to the trading house, if I had the strength, I would definitely kill everyone there. In the past, I never imagined that one day I would be a slave trader. In order to achieve my goal, I began to do whatever it takes. ”

Mu Fan smiled bitterly: "I've always been afraid of nightmares, but I didn't expect that one day it would become a nightmare itself. ”

"It's not scary to be a nightmare, it's scary to be a nightmare for everyone." San'er said.

Mu Fan nodded undeniably and said, "I finally understand, the phrase that people in the rivers and lakes often say." ”

San'er asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."

Sang Er was silent for a long time and said: "Although someone can be ruthless to the enemy, only he knows how uncomfortable it is to sacrifice people who have little to do with it, even innocent people. ”

Mu Fan asked, "If you have such a feeling, I don't want you to say it." ”

It was a butcher's wife who said that a butcher only needs to know that everything he does is worthy of himself and the people he values. Do you understand? ”

"Haha...... Since you must be a butcher, it is enough to be worthy of yourself and the people and things you like when you kill or harm others. ”

Sang Er smiled and said: "You just want to be strong, you have a knot in your heart that you can't untie, and you are still smiling, like the butcher I know." ”

Mu Fan said without thinking: "Then you successfully opened the knot in my heart, wouldn't you be like Mrs. Butcher." ”

He realized later that something was wrong, and Sang'er didn't care, she smiled, "Butcher." ”

Mu Fan also smiled: "Husband...... San'er. ”