Chapter 108: Follow
Why would he think that he could defeat a group of robbers with a group of losers?
For this is the power that enables the weak to defeat the strong, and they crave food, and when they lose it and starve for it, they will become incomparably terrible, and the degree of horror is not comparable to that of a murderous thug. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
They are simply the most brutal of hungry wolves, able to easily tear everything apart and turn it into a pile of minced meat that can be eaten, no matter what the meat is, whether it is from animals or humans, in short, it doesn't really matter to them.
That's why he thinks he can do it, what kind of things can a person do under the influence of desire? It's a self-evident thing.
They can be cruel, crazy, fearless, and indomitable.
It's just that it's just to get the right to continue to live, which is a very incredible thing for the earth, and how can those scum who sit on the moral high ground and keep opening their mouths to eat and shut up and scold their mothers understand their situation?
This is true whether you are living in an old era, or this new era that has just begun but is already extremely chaotic.
In order to fight for the right to live, you have to fight everything, but the former is not so explicit. However, they are all the same in essence, they are all the same cruelty and cruelty, and the people who die are not much less than the latter in the future.
Now, it's up to them how much pain they have, and what they can do in response to their kindness.
What he wants is their allegiance, and he doesn't want them to die for themselves, which is not realistic, but at least he has to rush with himself and see blood with himself.
He walked through a refugee camp full of bloodless, pale, sallow, skinny, malnourished hungry people.
There is no doubt that the people in this group have not eaten for a long time.
It's just barely enough to keep a little water full by relying on the water source, and what's more, even if he can't bear the hunger, he pounces directly on the tree, and keeps digging the bark, and then cooks the bark, no matter how bad the texture and taste are, and eats it directly.
In the end, in fact, it can only be said that it is average, and he even saw some people, because they were completely unbearable, directly threw some leather clothes and other things into the water to boil, and then, those leather clothes that were hard and tough, and there was no way to bite them at all, they were forced to bite open and swallow them.
And at this time, he showed a little smile, because he already understood what kind of impact these grains in his hands could cause, what kind of sensation would there be, and what kind of choices would these people who had no food at all make after seeing these grains.
Everything is already self-evident.
He didn't have the slightest sympathy, not the slightest bit.
What are you kidding? Why should you sympathize with those who you can't fight with yourself at all, just because they are pitiful? Yes, they are indeed quite pitiful, but are they not pitiful? In this era where you have to do everything you can to hurt others in order to live, the so-called words of pity and sympathy are really too extravagant.
It is precisely because of this mentality that he can always do what he should do with a solid heart, and not be disturbed by those emotions that are of no use at all.
"Here's food!" Lin Qiguang walked to a high platform in the middle.
Then, the bag pinned to his waist was put down, and the grain mixed with the mud and sand, but not at all any less attractive.
This moment directly attracted countless eyes, and several people directly lost their minds, and rushed directly towards him under the condition of being dizzy from hunger.
He took a few steps forward, and without interception, he took out the hoe directly, and used the sharp part of the hoe as if it were an awl, and smashed it several times towards the head and towards the vital point.
Keep smashing, smashing, smashing until you are unconscious, your head is bleeding, and in the end, if you look at it, this terrible look will definitely not survive.
This familiar smell of blood finally calmed these people down a little.
Because of the strong smell of blood on his body, he can warn some of these people very well.
Tell them what not to do!
This smell has been smelled from robbers and bandits on a regular basis, so as soon as you smell it, you will immediately lose you out of fear.
And because of the fact that his methods of killing are more violent, the smell is much stronger, and no one present dares to step forward to take offense.
"That's enough! Everyone, listen to me! I'll only talk about it once now, that is, those who are willing to go with me, go with me to kill and rob, and you have a share of the food here, and if you don't want to, you don't, you can do it!" He seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, showed a slight smile, and stood directly on the high platform and said loudly.
"Make your own decision! First come, first served! If anyone dares to deceive me, then the people who die in front of you will be your fate!" he said loudly, not at all worried about the effect.
Because it was always them who made the choice, not himself, and he knew that what was the best way to impress them.
After a moment of deathly silence, a large number of tidal waves swept over me.
"Count me in!"
"I want it too!"
"Give it to me!
Countless voices came and went, sounding like a tidal wave.
And he liked this feeling very much, and after killing a few guys who tried to fish in troubled waters in a row, everything was quickly restored to order.
All the people, the rest of whom were willing to follow him, were limited to ten by him, and these people were given a little food by him.
These grains were boiled like water, but after the incomparably precious porridge at this time, the fighting spirit of these people was immediately aroused, after all, even the porridge like water was much better than weeds and tree bark.