Chapter Seventy-Five: Blood-stained Black Eyes
Seeing this, the other two men in front of the carriage immediately rushed towards Mo Bufan, Mo Bufan punched one person and flew directly, he had already shown mercy and did not kill him.
However, some people can't see the situation clearly, and they don't know what to do.
"Little brute, you are looking for death." The man who had been kicked back cursed again.
When Mo Bufan heard this, murderous anger appeared in his eyes, what he hated most was that others called him a little brute, which not only insulted him, but also insulted his parents, his father was gone, and his name was naturally guarded by Mo Bufan, so he was ready to kill him.
Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was raised, and a figure flew out of it, falling in front of Mo Bufan, and directly blocking Mo Bufan's fatal punch.
"Friend, it's my subordinates who are ignorant, I apologize to you on their behalf." It was the man who blocked Mo Bufan's fist who spoke, the man looked slightly older than Mo Bufan, his height was about the same as Mo Bufan, his appearance was dignified, and he was as rich as jade.
said an apology, but did not give actual action, Mo Bufan ignored it and did not withdraw his fist.
The two sides were at a stalemate, and Mo Bufan looked at the man in front of him calmly, waiting for the man's apology.
The man didn't follow up for a long time, and Mo Bufan put pressure on his fist.
The man felt a huge force transmitted from his arm to his body, and there was some surprise in his eyes, and more anger, he had already given in, why didn't the other party rest.
The identity of the man has never been treated like this, and he is naturally angry in his heart, and the hand that blocked Mo Bufan suddenly strengthened.
Where is Mo Bufan willing to show weakness, the vitality in his body exploded, and a more powerful and violent force directly vibrated the man who blocked Mo Bufan.
The man who was vibrated turned over in the air, his feet landed firmly on the shoulders of a guard, and then a little under his feet, the whole person flew towards Mo Bufan.
The anger in Mo Bufan's heart had been ignited, the murderous aura in his eyes had soared, and the twelve cycles of Tianlong Power had been completed in an instant, ready to use all his strength to set the fire on the prairie.
The people here are unfortunate, because if Mo Bufan reveals his power, these people will die.
However, a beautiful voice broke the deadlock.
"Stop!"
It was a woman's voice, and the source of the sound was inside the carriage.
The voice is not loud, but everyone can hear it, it is very soft, but it is domineering and revealed, it is very good, but it cannot be refused.
The man who flew towards Mo Bufan forcibly stopped.
Mo Bufan, who was about to go on a killing spree, also stopped running his vitality.
"Ah San, apologize."
The woman's voice came, and the guard who was the first to be knocked away by Mo Bufan walked tremblingly in front of Mo Bufan.
"I'm sorry." There was no unstoppable arrogance in his voice, it was all fear, he was also a person who had experienced life and death battles, but he was shocked by Mo Bufan's explosive strength and resolute killing intent just now.
"Is Childe satisfied?"
The woman's voice sounded again, and her son in the air was naturally extraordinary.
Mo Bufan still didn't say a word, standing quietly in place, motionless, like a piece of wood, but it was also a wood that could not be shaken.
"Get out of the way."
The woman naturally understood what Mo Bufan meant, and ordered the guards to make way for Mo Bufan from the middle.
Mo Bufan was not polite, and walked directly through the middle, without saying a word the whole time. It's not that he refuses to give in, but the other party bullies people too much, and the man who got out of the car behind him obviously had the opportunity to stop his subordinates from the beginning, but he chose to watch from the sidelines, and he didn't make a move until he showed his killing intent and showed his strength.
The man returned to the car and instructed his men to continue on their way.
"Second sister, why did you let him go?" A woman in brocade in the car asked.
"He's so strong that even I can't be sure of winning."
"He's also a chakra powerhouse?" The woman asked again.
"I don't know, he didn't do his best to fight that punch with his eldest brother, and he can't see it."
The woman's words caused the other woman in the car and the man who got into the car to think deeply.
After a while, the woman spoke: "I encountered such a thing just after entering the Great Zhou, and after entering the customs, you should keep a low profile, this is not on your own land." ”
"Yes, my subordinates understand." No one outside dared to refute, and they all replied respectfully.
The brief interlude didn't change anything, and Mo Bufan continued to travel north.
Now that he was outside the customs, Mo Bufan was not in a hurry, and he walked eighty miles in one day, and he saw a village hundreds of meters ahead, which was the first village he had encountered since he left the customs.
"Huh? What a heavy smell of blood. ”
Mo Bufan has been in the primeval mountain range for more than three months, often fighting with demon beasts, and he is extremely impressed by the smell of blood. The smell of blood came from the village, different from the blood of beasts, it was human blood, and it could smell from such a distance, something big must have happened, and the big things outside the gate were basically dead people, and it seemed that a lot of people had died, so Mo Bufan quickly entered the village.
The smell of blood became heavier and heavier, Mo Bufan entered the village, his eyes shrank fiercely, corpses were everywhere in front of him, and some muddy roads were infected with blood and turned into red earth.
The elderly, children, women, and even those who appeared to be in the prime of life were lying in the terracotta.
Some of the women were disheveled and scarred, apparently having been subjected to inhuman abuse before their deaths.
The dead people were all villagers in the village, and their bodies were already a little stinky after being exposed to the sun, and looking at their appearance, they knew that they had been attacked and killed at night.
The wounds on the corpses were uneven and varied, not caused by uniform weapons, and the food and slightly valuable belongings of the family were looted, which was clearly the work of border horse thieves.
Mo Bufan rarely saw such a scene, he used to kill demon beasts and damned bandits, but now seeing so many innocent people dying here, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't accept it.
He rarely gets angry, and now looking at the corpses of these villagers, Mo Bufan can't imagine how painful they were before they died, the anger in his heart has turned into a sea of fire, and the anger has turned into boundless murderous aura in his eyes.
"Brute!"
These two words are almost shouted out.
"Help... I..."
Suddenly, Mo Bufan heard a faint cry for help, the voice was very hoarse, very small, almost inaudible, ordinary people could not hear it at all, his perception was instantly open, searching for the source of the cry for help.
Fortunately, the village is not big, just a time to breathe, and Mo Bufan found a breath of a living person.
Although he is still alive, his breath is extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time, Mo Bufan came to the side of the person who called for help, she was a very thin woman, with wounds on her face, hands, legs, and all over her body, and her eyes were blood-red, I don't know if it was infected by blood or caused by anger.
Mo Bufan was shocked, her injury was very serious, there was a wound on her body that was not deep or shallow, and she would not immediately kill the woman, but she would keep bleeding, the woman was so thin and weak, and she was injured like this, and she didn't die of blood, it was really incredible.
Looking at the injuries on the woman's body, he couldn't have the slightest delay, the woman could die in an instant, he took out the Qingling liquid, found the Qingling liquid, poured the Qingling liquid into the Qingling liquid and fed the woman, hung her last breath, and then injected his own vitality into the woman's body, cooperated with the Qingling liquid to stabilize the woman's vital signs, and then picked up the woman and walked to a slightly clean place.
The effect of Qingling liquid is very strong, and the woman is an ordinary person, coupled with Mo Bufan's vitality, her vital signs quickly recovered and stabilized, and she has no worries about life for the time being.
Mo Bufan looked at the several wounds on the woman's body that had begun to suppurate, and said: "Girl, the wounds on your body have suppurated, I want to scrape off the flesh and blood on it with a knife, you bear with it." ”
The woman was very weak, and although she took the green spirit liquid, she still didn't have the strength to speak, just nodded slightly.
Seeing that the woman nodded in agreement, Mo Bufan directly took out the dagger and quickly cut off several purulent and necrotic flesh and blood on the woman's body, along with the belt flesh.
I don't know if Mo Bufan's speed is too fast, or the woman is already numb to the pain and can't feel the pain, the woman didn't say a word, and the cut wound only left a very small amount of blood, and the wounds in other places Mo Bufan directly treated it with vitality.
Mo Bufan took out the green spirit liquid again, fed the woman to take it, and used the vitality to help her refine, and in a moment, the flesh and blood on the woman's body grew again, and her face recovered a little blood.
The woman's eyes were open like this, and there was no trace of anger in them, only endless hatred.
"Girl, what the hell is going on here?" Mo Bufan knew that he shouldn't ask this question now, but he was ready to avenge the people of this village, and he had to know who did it.
It's not that Mo Bufan is chivalrous, it's really unbearable, it's okay if he doesn't see it, but it's impossible to let it go if he sees it.
The woman recounted what happened last night, when a gang of horse thieves stormed into the village, ransacked the village, and became lustful for her, and she did not want to be humiliated, so she used a firewood knife to cut dozens of wounds on her body, so that she could not be recognized before she escaped.
When the horse thieves saw that she was so cruel to herself, and could no longer do anything to her, they were unwilling, and stabbed her with a sword, which was not for her life, but for bloodletting, so that she would not die for a while, but she would never survive alone in this wilderness.
Mo Bufan was a little shocked when he heard this, killing people was not enough, and tortured to death by bloodletting on a woman who had no grudges and no grudges, it was really better than a beast.
The woman in front of her can attack herself in that situation, and she can bless herself for so long without dying, and she is ashamed of her tenacity and perseverance.
After a long time, the woman had finished speaking, rested, got up and walked over to the corpses of the villagers, dragged them to a clearing, took out her hoe and began to dig a pit.
Mo Bufan went up to help, but the woman didn't let her, she dug like this alone, kept digging, dug for a long time, and didn't dig dozens of pits until midnight, and then dragged the corpses on the ground into the pits one by one and buried them with soil.