Hero Cultivation System

The cold night wind rolled and blew, the broken roof tiles swayed gently in the strong wind, and the moaning ghostly wails penetrated from the ears into the hearts of every living person.

At 11:30, Liang Gong was flying on the road, and the wind whistle penetrated through his collar like a needle. In an instant, his whole body felt cold, and the frozen air made him feel chilled with every breath he took.

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"Guihun" was carried behind his back with a belt. Due to the short blade and the cover of his coat, almost no one could detect the murderous thing behind him. Liang Gong was quite satisfied with Lao Ye's masterpiece. He finally had a portable weapon that fit his hand.

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Ten minutes later, when he arrived at the entrance of the shantytown, Liang Gong was immediately stunned.

Didn't it say it starts at twelve o'clock?

What I saw before me could only be described as shocking. The originally not too wide alley had doubled in width, as if it had been plowed by a tank, and half of the houses on both sides had collapsed.

Bad! They started early.

"Beep! Thirty meters away, we found 327 violent men from the east side of the city who were tasked with eradicating violence and helping the weak. They demolished shantytown houses and bullied the residents.

Mission goal: The host punishes the violent elements of the Chengdong Gang and rescues the residents.

Mission completion reward: twenty-five drops of blood.

Punishment for mission failure: fight against injustice and act bravely for justice. Even though tens of thousands of people are brave, due to the large number of violent elements, there is no penalty for mission failure. If the host refuses the mission or escapes from the battlefield, the system will execute the humane destruction procedure.

May I ask if the host accepts the mission?"

Liang Gong said with a cold face without any hesitation: "Accept." He then put on his silk gloves, spread out his body and pounced inside.

A faint figure flew past the door like an arrow, and an old man in black was pulling out of the room. Suddenly his neck felt cold, and his body suddenly flew up, spinning 360 degrees in the air before falling to the ground unconscious.

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Almost at the same time, the figure flashed again, a loud shout was heard, and the two panic-stricken men in black across the door howled and fell three feet away.

Liang Gong stopped his hands and feet and looked at everything in front of him anxiously.

The entire shantytown was in decay, with broken walls everywhere, and almost no intact house could be seen. The residents who fled in a panic supported the elderly and children and fled out of the house. Most of them had nothing in their hands, which showed that they were kicked out of the house directly.

, there is not even time to clean up the things.

Many people in the crowd were stained with blood, and their faces were even covered with blood and scars. They had to rely on the help of others to move forward. However, no one grunted and just walked out with their heads sullen. It seemed that a vicious beast, the God of Death, was chasing behind them.

Hold them.

Liang Gong stood by the road, watching his former neighbors pass by him one by one like zombies, with different ages and different looks. The only thing they had in common was their eyes, no hatred, no anger, no surprise, no fear, only boredom.

The bitterness of the world is unbearable.

My heart is dry, my body is dry, my eyes are dry, my heart is cold, cold.

Liang Gong couldn't bear to turn his head away and hurried towards his old rental house.

After easily dealing with a dozen ungrateful men in black, Liang Gong rushed into the familiar narrow alley, but everything in front of him was so unfamiliar.

The two-story building was gone, and only half-broken walls and shapeless red bricks and tiles piled up like a hill were left in the gray smoke. There were also some electrical appliances, kitchen utensils, beds, tables and chairs, all of which were in pieces.

Section, unrecognizable as it is.

Old Uncle Liu was lying in front of the small building where he cherished his life, his chest no longer rising and falling.

The crossbow arrow penetrated his back, and the silver arrowhead was exposed in the air, showing its power, and the big red hole under his body was shocking.

Liang Gong did not come forward to disturb his rest, but stopped beside him for a long time before walking towards the mother and son who were sitting not far away.

With blood all over his head and face, it took a lot of effort for Liang Gong to recognize them: "Widow Wang, Xiao Yi, wake up." His hands were waving in front of their eyes, but both mother and son were staring at the body of old Uncle Liu.

Unconscious.

"Ba! Ba!" One person slapped them, saving the mother and son from losing their minds.

"Wow!" The first thing Widow Wang did when she woke up was to hold her son and cry loudly, no matter how many questions Liang Gong asked, she ignored him.

Wang Xiaoyi recognized the big brother in front of him and cried loudly: "Brother Xiaoniao, it's over, everything is over, the family is gone, and everyone is dead."

Liang Gong sighed and stood up, the anger in his heart getting stronger and stronger.

I hate Yin Tiexiong!

He clearly knew the Chengdong Gang's action time, but deliberately told him the wrong time. His original intention was to create a fait accompli that the Chengdong Gang would take action first, and then let Liang Gong come out to clean up the mess.

But didn't he think about how many lives would be lost due to this delay? How many families would be destroyed?

Moreover, as the leader of the Public Security Bureau, he knew that a crime was about to happen, but did not mobilize people to stop it. Instead, he stood by and watched, and designed Liang Gong to stand up for him. What kind of people's nanny is this? Is this worthy of the dog skin he wears?

Although Liang Gong may not be able to save everyone, at least he will not let the Chengdong Gang be so rampant and do whatever they want.

Damn! I'm not ashamed to be with him.

Okay! If you don’t come, I’ll come by myself and see how I can move mountains and seas by myself and level all the injustices in the world.

Three hundred and twenty-seven people! Just three hundred and twenty-seven people. I'll chop each one down when I see them. Let's see how many more three hundred and twenty-seven people there are in your Chengdong Gang and send them up for me to take care of.

So far, only 17 or 18 people have been injured by Liang Gong's men, and more than 300 people are still missing.

However, Liang Gong could probably guess where they were going. In fact, there was no need to think too much. There was only one place in the entire shanty town where more than 300 people could be dragged into the mud.

A corner of the shanty town.

Turning from the only street in the shanty town is the vegetable market. Across the open space in front of the vegetable market, many jagged houses of different heights form a winding and numerous dark alleys. In the dark alleys is the most beautiful place in Wuyang City.

The famous "ajar door" gathering place.

Liang Gong also thought about solving his long-troubled virginity problem here. Unfortunately, until now, he has not had the courage to open the door and enter any house. There is no other reason. There are several bodyguards at the door of every house, so that

Liang Gong was worried about whether he could get in or get out.

These bodyguards, together with the vendors in the vegetable market, are the biggest source of force in the shanty towns. Anyone who wants to touch their business must ask if they agree with the blade in their hands. Blocking people's way of making money is like killing their parents.

If you want to demolish their base camp, you must have the consciousness to step over their corpses. Even if the Chengdong Gang comes, they will still be able to chop them down.

In the open space in front of the vegetable market, several earth-moving machines have arrived. Liao Heizhu was standing on one side with about three hundred men in black, and on the other side were five or six hundred men, women, old and young.

Most of the people in black were holding steel pipes, long shovels, and sticks. The residents were holding knives of different lengths, sticks, bricks, and even brooms, kitchen knives, and steel bars.

There were oil pans, waving torches, and at the front there was a person holding a bucket of gasoline. There were all kinds of people, but their expressions were single and angry.

Liao Heizhu frowned, the worst happened.

This group of "ajar doors" are all arrogant and don't even talk about it. It's really embarrassing, but it's useless to talk about it now. Now that we're gone, let's just go to the end!

"Change guys!"

Liao Heizhu gave an order, and all the men in black dropped what they were holding, took out long knives from the Dongfeng behind them and distributed them to everyone, and even twenty pistols and shotguns.

The residents across the street changed their colors when they saw the Chengdong Gang. They were going to die. However, what these people lacked most was blood. Everyone started to greet each other's direct female relatives in front of the Chengdong Gang.

There are some people in clothes who can't help but talk back. Both sides are ready to make a move. The only reason it has been delayed until now is because of the lack of a fuse.

Liao Heizhu saw that everyone had a share in his side, so he raised his hands above his head and waved them down vigorously, shouting:

"superior!"

The camp on the residents' side also threw a dozen ignited gasoline bottles, and in response to the men in black's full attack, the final decisive battle officially kicked off.