"Oh, it seems that a reckless hero has come out to save people."

"It's just a pity that it's not the person we have to wait for."

The bald head in the middle sneered and kicked the corpse of a man on the ground, and said with a smile, "Boy, where are you from? Kamisato's house? Or is it from the War Department? Or are you a zealous citizen?"

Ye Liang looked at his smug and enjoyable look, and then looked at the man's corpse at his feet, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He was still begging for his father to spare his father on the ground for two minutes, but now, he has completely lost his breath and died with his father.

Her wife was not far away two or three meters away, her face was full of horror and her face was pale, and a child of about four or five years old was kneeling beside her, holding her arm, desperately calling her father in the green pheasant language.

But no matter how much he shouted, the man who was the head of the family would never wake up again.

Ye Liang couldn't help but clench his fists.

The great clans fight, and only the common people will suffer.

As the king of the north, although he hates the Crimson family, but these ordinary green pheasant people in suffering are not worthy of pity?

Fortunately, the attention of those three people had all been focused on Ye Liang's body, and those who fled had finally eased some of the pressure.

seemed to be aware of Ye Liang's gaze.

The bald head also sneered, glanced at the poor mother and son, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Liang's brows furrowed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "I used to think that the Crimson family was just warlike and so cruel in the northern realm, but I didn't expect you to do the same to your own people."

"They're just ordinary people, so can't you let them go?"

Hear this.

The bald head glanced at Ye Liang in surprise: "Dragon Country?"

"It's weird." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "The people of the Dragon Country, they still care about the affairs of the Green Pheasant Country, why, are they being taught less lessons?"

"Hey......

The other two companions both smiled and said, "Don't tell the green worm about this, otherwise he probably won't even want his own task, and he will desperately come down to slaughter these two dragon people."

"Hey, hey, hey...... Of course, don't tell him, the dragon people are too enjoyable to kill, especially if I kill it myself!"

The faces of the three of them all showed sly smiles.

"How many of you are there?" Ye Liang asked.

"Several people, all the same." The bald head shook his head and said, "Since you appeared in front of the three of us, you are destined to not be able to leave, and you will never see our companions again."

"I'm going to send you to hell with my own hands, and try to make you suffer as little as possible, how about that? Aren't we nice people?"

The little boy who was crying with his mother suddenly roared, "You are not a good person! You're a bad person!!"

Hearing this, the corners of the bald head's mouth twitched, and his foot stomped on the man's corpse.

Click!!

The man's vertebrae were crushed in an instant.

"Shut up, kid, or I'll be the first to kill you!" The bald head said with a fierce expression.

The little boy was frightened at once, and after a moment of froze, he cried even louder.

The mother held him tightly in her arms and said nervously, "Great, adult, please, the child is not talking nonsense! He's just talking nonsense!!"

"Kill this little ghost."

The thinner Crimson sneered, "He's too noisy."

The mother trembled and shook her head desperately to stand in front of her son.

"Your Crimson family's enemy should be the Kamisato family, right?" Ye Liang said coldly, "Why do you have to kill the innocent?"

The bald head looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Obediently stand aside and watch, when I kill their mother and son, the next person to kill will be you!"

"Or ......" The bald head paused and sneered, "You want to exchange it for a thousand flowers in Kamisato?" If you can call Kamisato Chikasato, I can spare them."

Ye Liang's gaze became even colder.

The mother looked at Ye Liang with hope in her eyes.

But in the end, he couldn't wait for Ye Liang to speak.

"Look, you're not that noble, are you?" The bald head smiled proudly and said, "Since you can't do it in the future, don't move your mouth, otherwise you will only be as embarrassed as you are now."

The bald head said to do it, and in less than two steps, he had already walked in front of the mother and daughter, raised his arms high, and said:

"My favorite is the way you look at me and can't stop me, don't you want to save people, I'll kill you!"

The mother shook her head desperately, held the child in her arms, and closed her eyes in despair.

Looking at her like this, her bald head showed a satisfied and even excited smile.

"Give me death!!"

The voice fell.

The bald fist slammed down, whistling and whistling, and before it hit the woman's body, the fist wind had already rolled up the woman's long skirt.

The woman closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

But a second passed...... Two seconds later......

The imaginary pain did not come.

She opened her eyes little by little, and saw that the wrist, which was thicker than an ordinary person's neck, did not fall down, but stopped in the air a few inches in front of her.

The bald head didn't react much faster than this woman, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Ye Liang who suddenly appeared.

He didn't see clearly when Ye Liang appeared beside him just now, and he didn't even capture a trace of afterimage.

Ye Liang glanced at him with a sneer and said, "Who said I couldn't stop you?"

"Why don't you move it now?"

The corners of the bald head's eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly exerted his strength, thick green tendons protruded from the muscles, and his whole arm was trembling slightly, but no matter what, there was no way to move forward even half an inch.

Ye Liang's hands, like the hardest shackles in the world, locked his bald hands in mid-air.

"You ......" The bald head suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Liang in disbelief.