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In fact, he doesn't like to kill, he even hates killing, and killing is always pain.

So, in many cases, he will choose to let it go.

Out of kindness in his heart, he will let go even to those who want to kill him. Most of the time, he's putting up with it.

Although in the eyes of many people, forbearance is just a sign of cowardice, but he believes that forbearance is a virtue.

He has always practiced this virtue.

But now, he doesn't want to endure it anymore, and now, he doesn't need to put up with it anymore.

Out of pity, out of sympathy, or out of his own cowardice, he spared many people.

But that's just before.

Now, there was no mercy in his heart, and there was no sympathy in his heart.

Now, he has understood a truth, killing people is the most direct and effective way to solve a problem.

Before, he let it go, not because he was great, but because he was just a small person.

He was never just a small person.

He has dreams of being a little person, and he wants to protect the people he loves. So, he doesn't hurt others, he thinks that in this way, others will do the same to him.

But now he understands that by doing so, he is only giving others a chance to breathe. It's like a poisonous snake that you don't kill the first time, and when it recovers, it will give you a fatal blow in turn.

So, now there's no need to let it go.

Letting it go will only give others a second chance to hurt you.

He now felt that he was really stupid before, and he never understood such a simple truth.

Fortunately, now he finally understands that although it is late, it is not too late.

When the knife was swung, the Grim Reaper instantly took away the fresh life in the world.

This time, his knife no longer hesitated, and there was no mercy under his knife.

Blood debts must be paid with blood, and now is the time to collect them.

By the time the knife fell, it was all over.

Except for Yang Xiaofeng's heartbeat, it seemed that everything had stopped.

But in an instant, more than 100 mountain bandits had all fallen behind him.

Thinking about the previous battle at the top of the Ethereal Peak, facing those White Dao masters, and facing the elders of the Ethereal Peak, he killed more than 100 people in an instant with two swords, not to mention this time, but it was only more than 100 mountain bandits who didn't know martial arts at all.

It was a long time before the bandits had fallen before blood seeped out of their severed throats.

After a while, the blood in the room was disgustingly thick.

Yang Xiaofeng immediately began to retch, but no matter how hard he tried, he didn't spit out anything.

Perhaps, all he wants to vomit out is the bitterness in his heart, but how can the bitterness in a person's heart be vomited.

The next moment, he stepped out of the way.

He just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible, and as soon as possible.

Not only was he tired of it, but he was even afraid.

But he was not afraid of anyone else, but of himself.

He was afraid, not because he had killed someone, but because he was afraid of losing himself.

He thought he was numb to killing.

But it turned out that his heart was not completely numb.

Is it because his heart is already alive?

His heart was already dead, but in the three months since he returned to Shimizu Villa, his heart has come back to life.

Now, it's time for it all to come to an end.

When Yang Xiaofeng went out, he kicked on the ground at random, and a knife that fell to the ground by the mountain bandit was kicked out by him, and when it fell, it just knocked over the candle flame in the house. When he came out, the house was on fire.

He ended the lives of these bandits, and from then on, there will be no more evil people like them in this world.

Now, let the fire put an end to the corpses of these people, and from now on, except for the shadow they left in the hearts of the old people, there will be no trace of this group of mountain bandits on the rocky mountain.

The main hall has been burned, but there is no fire in the side room, since it is going to be burned, it is simply burned clean.

Yang Xiaofeng lit a fire at each side house, and after a while, the raging fire had completely engulfed the entire camp.

It turns out that it is never much easier to destroy than to create. It may have taken months, if not years, to build the camp, but it was destroyed in a split second.

The firelight was reflected on Yang Xiaofeng's face, and then, he smiled, and smiled sadly.

He never imagined that one day, he would even kill people and set fires.

He even felt that he was actually more terrifying than the mountain bandits he had just killed, and he was even more terrifying.

The mountain bandits just killed all the people in Linghai Village, and he, not only killed people, but also set a fire after killing.

However, what is it that has turned an originally kind teenager into this demon who kills people and sets fires?

After standing in front of the fire for a while, Yang Xiaofeng finally felt bored and turned to leave.

However, he only took a step on his feet, and immediately stopped again.

In the clearing behind him, there was a large group of people standing.

A group of men dressed in black, roughly counted, exactly thirty-seven.

Who are these?

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know, he only knew one thing, these people were here to kill him.

He had already sensed the killing intent of the other party.

These people are by no means mountain bandits, let alone appear here suddenly.

They have been waiting here all along.

They had been waiting for him to arrive.

The reason why these people coerced the mountain bandits to slaughter the village and killed all the people in Linghai Village was to wait for him to take revenge, and then kill him.

They didn't dare to take the initiative to take action against Yang Xiaofeng, so they only waited for him to take revenge before killing him.

It was a conspiracy from the beginning.

The slaughter of Linghai Village by the mountain bandits was only the beginning of this conspiracy, and now, this conspiracy is about to end.

Now, Yang Xiaofeng has appeared in front of these people, and as soon as he dies, this conspiracy will be over.

Yang Xiaofeng stared at the black-clothed people in front of him, and these black-clothed people were also looking at him.

Now, Yang Xiaofeng understands everything. But although he had understood, it was too late.

Because he's about to die.

One person against thirty-seven people, there is no chance of winning at all.

Although he also fought against a hundred, this time he ......

What he was facing this time was not those mountain bandits just now, nor the elders of the Ethereal Peak, nor the so-called White Dao masters.

This time, he was facing thirty-seven deaths.

Each of these men was more terrifying than any opponent he had ever faced.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng had a familiar feeling. At this moment, it seems to have returned to the night of the tragedy of Qingshui Villa.

Facing these people is like facing the knife in the hands of the Blood Shura.

The next moment, he walked towards these people, and they also walked towards him.

Not a word was spoken between them, and there was no need for any more nonsense between the dead.

Now, there is only one thing left - kill.

Either he killed these people, or these people killed him.