(I hope to satisfy all who read the book, and although I know that it is impractical, I have been working towards this goal, and now I will say, brothers, I have a manuscript...... Yesterday it was changed to Raphael.,It took a lot of time.,Now I'm going to change it back.,I'm really speechless!That's it.,I'm trying to reduce the number of 'Raphael' appearances as much as possible.,The name is still 'Han Jin'.,After the scene is switched.,Use the title instead of 'Raphael',Just like in Stillberg's mouth,Han Jin will always be a young master.,It should be able to maximize everyone's satisfaction.,But it's going to have surgery again.,Some of the plots that 'Raphael' has more to rewrite.,Up to now, there's no new chapter.,It's been changing.,Cry. ...... ）

Even the mayor of the town was treated like this, not to mention the others, and if they walked a little slower, a leather whip would be whipped down. Each of these knights possessed great strength, and although they did not release their fighting spirit, the humble leather whip could easily tear through the outer clothes and skin, leaving a deep wound on the human body, like a knife. Every whip was whipped, there was a rain of blood, and even torn flesh burst outward, whether it was a young and strong man, or an old man and a woman, as long as someone was hit by this whip, they would be smashed to the ground on the spot, and those with good physical strength could cry a few times, and those with poor physical strength simply fell unconscious.

Han Jin watched coldly and found that only some knights were particularly ruthless, while others used hand pushes and kicks to drive away the crowd, although it was also a kind of violence, but compared to the former, they were really merciful to the extreme.

The sun shone from above, but the warm sunlight could not dispel the chill in people's hearts, and thousands of people gathered in the square, silent, as if waiting for something.

The knights scattered into small groups and began to search from house to house, and the way they entered the door was very hot, and the way they searched was even more hot, as evidenced by the constant sound of breaking and collapsing.

"Are they just tossing like this? no one cares?" Han Jin asked softly, he was asking Stillberg, but before Stillberg could answer, someone behind him was already answering: "My eldest young master, can you be quiet...... That's the guards of the Holy Crown!"

As soon as Han Jin turned around, it was Si Fanti, the captain of the town security team, who was actually very tall, but at the moment he was trying to bend his waist, as if a short man could ensure safety. In the current situation, the original contradiction is negligible, because it has no meaning, and the two people look at each other and smile bitterly.

The knights' movements were very fast, it didn't take long, they had already turned the entire Ladong Town upside down, seeing a group of knights walking back empty-handed, the expression of the young man standing at the top became more and more stiff and disappointed, and finally evolved into a viciousness that was sharper than a steel needle, and that viciousness was so clear that even Han Jin, who was standing hundreds of meters away, felt a chill in his heart.

At last, all the knights returned, and the young man threw up his robe and walked to his horse.

"My lord, ...... here," a knight asked in a low voice.

"Kill them all!" the young man's reply echoed through the town.

Han Jin almost couldn't believe his ears, thousands of people had gathered in this square, and they were all killed.

Not only Han Jin was shocked, but even those knights were a little stunned, they didn't move for a long time, but there were still those who were willing to obey orders, including any order, about twenty knights had already drawn their swords at their waists and rushed towards the crowd, the hapless mayor Mehana bore the brunt, the first to be cut down, and then, his daughter, the girl that Stillberg went to peek at in the middle of the night, was cut by the sharp blade of the sword.

The crowd immediately blew up the nest and fled outside the square screaming, Han Jin was already desperate, but at this moment, he suddenly found a turning point, the knights around the square seemed to have some doubts, or they were not actively blocking the flow of fleeing people, and their movements seemed to be very slow, could they not accept such an absurd and cruel order?

But now there is no time to think about it, Han Jin and the other three turned around and began to run along the flow of people, Han Jin's body has been transformed many times, running is definitely not a problem, Stillberg, who is not in good physical fitness, has exerted all his potential at this juncture, and followed Han Jin to death. And Moshinko didn't know when he put away his medal, and in a very clumsy posture, he put his long sword under his armpit, and ran like a duck, because he was afraid that he would attract the attention of some aggressive fellow, and if someone stopped him, it would be completely ruined.

Moshinko didn't dare to release his fighting energy, and the knights didn't want to release his fighting energy, the long swords in their hands were just waving indiscriminately, occasionally cutting down one or two people, but most of them still rushed past them.

When approaching the outside of the town, Moxinke suddenly increased his speed, dragged Stillberg, who was running slower and slower, threw Stillberg on his shoulder, surpassed Han Jin in a few steps, and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry, keep up!"

Han Jin took a deep breath, his body suddenly became much faster, and he chased after Mo Xinke, Han Jin never used energy, this hellish world!

On the whole field, there are people running away everywhere, and there are wails everywhere crying fathers and mothers, calling children and daughters.

The three of them swam across the Green River and rushed into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, only then did they dare to breathe a sigh of relief, as soon as Moshinko put Stillberg on the ground, Stillberg bent over and vomited violently, and he was dizzy along the way, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he couldn't control the river and the sea in his chest and abdomen.

"...... Who said Lord Dismark was a good man?!" Stillberg cried out weakly.

"Satisfied, Zaguned in Crow City, your head has been cut off long ago. Moshinko sat down on the ground.

In the distance, there were more people rushing towards the dense forest, and the people who broke into the dense forest invariably marched into the depths of the dense forest, although they did not know where to go, but at least they had to flee farther than their kind, so as to ensure their safety for the time being.

"Moshinko, tell me, if those knights really kill all the people in the town, won't they be punished in any way?" Han Jin asked word by word.

"Punishment, no kidding, do you know who they are?" Morcinco sneered.

"I know they're the guards of the Holy Crown. ”

"Isn't that the end of it!Who will punish them?Dismark?" Moshinko shook his head: "The Guards are the main army of Dismark......!

"Unless Dismark doesn't want to be a lord anymore. Han Jin sighed.

"It's good that you understand. ”

Han Jin sat down next to Moshinko, bowed his head and was silent, what happened today touched him too much, after all, he was a modern person, and the bloody scenes he had seen were limited in scale, and he also found that his previous experience had become pale, because the social and cultural environment was completely different. If something like this happened again, when he learned that Miss Qili had left suddenly, he would definitely flee as soon as possible, and he would never be the same as today.

"Prophet, what are you thinking?" Moshinko asked curiously.

Han Jin couldn't cry or laugh, he shook the arm that Moxinke put on his shoulder to the side: "We...... What's next?"

"You're a prophet, and you should have the final say. Moshinko grinned all over his face.

Han Jin couldn't help but glance at Mo Xinke seriously, when they fled together just now, Mo Xinke was as nervous as himself, but in a short period of time, he had returned to normal, this kid's previous experience should not be simple.

"I've never been outside, you let me say?"

"You grew up in the town of Ladon?" Moshinco was a little surprised.

"Hmm. ”

"But I feel ...... You know a lot, huh?"

"I read a lot. ”

Poof...... Stillberg couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Jin's eyes narrowed.

Mo Xinke looked at Han Jin, and then at Stillberg, he sensed that Han Jin should be deliberately hiding something, and after a while, he said slowly: "Otherwise, we will go back to Ladong Town at night, or we will go north to the Beit League." ”

"Back to Ladon, are you crazy?" exclaimed Stillberg.

"That guy just wanted to vent his anger. Han Jin's gaze looked at the figures running on the field: "If he has any purpose, he must kill us all, we will not be able to escape at all." ”

"You're right. Moshinko nodded.

"That'...... Young master, you can't go back then!"

"It's a bit dangerous to go back. Han Jin's gaze fell on Moxinke: "Moxinke, what kind of place is the Beit League?"

"Beit League...... It's a very peculiar country, danger and opportunity coexist, it looks chaotic, but over time, you will find that the Beit League has its own rules, and you think you have seen the rules, but you find that under the cover of the rules, it is all shocking chaos. ”

"You came up with these words?"

"It's my teacher who said it, hehe......"

"Where is your teacher now?"

Mo Xinke's expression darkened, and he shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore." ”

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