The Record of Righteousness

The bandits were stunned as soon as they took two steps, and couldn't help but look at each other.

put?

Still not letting go?

A group of bandits had no idea and could only look at the third master.

The third master was the leader of this group of misfits. Seeing that the younger brothers were at a loss, he gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, and whispered to the younger brothers:

"Let it go.

If he really wanted to kill us, he would have killed us long ago, so why did he wait for us to put down our weapons?

Besides, even if we have weapons, we will definitely not be his opponent. "

After the third master finished speaking, he dropped the big knife in his hand to the ground.

When the remaining bandits saw that their boss had followed suit, they could only put down their weapons.

"Well, good, you can go."

When the bandits heard Wang Qing's permission, they felt relieved and finally saved their lives.

But before the bandits had walked a few dozen meters, they heard a scream!

"Ahhh!"

The bandits were startled, and when they looked back, the figure of Wang Qing, who was dozens of meters away, suddenly appeared in front of them, and directly broke the neck of the bandit at the back.

The third master was shocked and asked hurriedly:

"What are you doing!"

Wang Qing chuckled, threw away the corpse in his hand, and said cruelly:

"What to do? Of course I will kill you all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qing's figure rushed over like a ghost.

Anyone among the bandits who wanted to run over to get weapons was killed on the spot by Wang Qing with a butcher knife.

When the bandits saw that many of their companions had been killed, they immediately fled in all directions like frightened birds.

"A villain who doesn't keep his word!"

"I'm your grandma!"

"..."

Wang Qing had a look of madness on his face as he rushed into the bandits like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. The bandits without weapons were like lambs to be slaughtered.

People like them who don't even have martial arts are no threat at all in front of Wang Qing, and they can kill one with one knife.

Not long after, the massacre was over, and the entire open space was like a Shura hell, with broken limbs and arms scattered all over the ground.

Bandits were everywhere and the smell of blood filled the air.

Wang Qing could clearly feel that after killing all these people, his mind became stronger.

It is easier to use the true energy in the body, and it is more effective in nourishing the Dantian.

In the end, only the third master was left, and he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Wang Qing, who was holding a butcher knife and with a bloody face, gradually approached.

The third boss felt a rush of heat in his crotch, he stammered and begged for mercy incoherently:

"Grandpa, have mercy! Grandpa, have mercy!"

Wang Qing was very interested and said with disdain:

"What a waste. Are you the only one who is still a bandit?"

"Yes, grandpa is right! I am a waste, I am a waste! I am not worthy of being a bandit, please spare my life!"

An older Scarface keeps kowtowing to a young boy. This scene is so hilarious.

But this is the rule of this world.

It doesn’t matter whether you are male or female, old or young, senior or junior, as long as you have a hard fist here, you are the master.

The weak are just ants in the eyes of the strong, and can take your life with just a few clicks.

Wang Qing looked at the guy who kept kowtowing in front of him, the look of disdain on his face became even stronger.

Do people always behave like this when facing death? This is the horror of death engraved in the bone marrow.

However, this feeling of controlling other people's life and death is really intoxicating!

The knife was thrust into the ground, making the third master tremble in fright, and the muscles on his face were trembling in fear.

Wang Qing knelt down, gently patted the third master’s scarred face, and said:

"I was able to kill so many of your brothers, so I still have to thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..."

"If you hadn't taken the lead to put down your weapons, it would have been a bit troublesome for me to kill so many of you."

The Third Master's pupils suddenly shrank, he pretended to be calm, and said with a sneer:

"This...this is what a kid should do. Bandits have done many evil things and deserve to be killed, deserved to be killed...hahaha."

"Okay, don't pretend to be stupid. Tell me where your copycat is? How many people are there? And what are the strengths of the second master and the first master above you? If you dare to tell lies, I promise to make you worse. Die, hum."

The third master was threatened by Wang Qing, swallowed his saliva, and replied cautiously:

"Our village is not far from here. It can be reached by walking straight north for half an hour."

"There are about three hundred people in the village, but many of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. The second master of our village was killed when the army suppressed bandits earlier. Now there is only the first master."

Wang Qing asked: "How strong is the master?"

The Third Master thought this was a good opportunity to flatter him and said flatteringly:

"The boss knows the Eighteen Styles of Ziyun swordsmanship. It is said that this is her family's swordsmanship, and no one in our village can beat her.

But in front of you, the boss is not enough to look at. You can destroy her with just a flip of your hand. "

Wang Qing ignored the Third Leader's flattery and continued to ask:

"Hmm...that's it...then why are there old, weak, sick and disabled people in your village?"

Speaking of this, the third master's face became a little disgusted, and his eyes were filled with resentment:

"It's a long story. In the early days of Yerenshan Village, the current leader was not the leader. The current leader came to power later."

“The previous head was cruel and cruel, and often kidnapped villagers in the Savage Mountains to be slaves, or sold them to human traffickers for silver.

He would sometimes kill his own brothers, and then the current leader would appear and destroy the previous leader. "

"But the current boss is too kindhearted. The surrounding villages don't allow us to rob, and even the passing merchants are not allowed to rob, let alone the poor.

Now merchants passing through the Wild Man Mountain will pay a tribute, but it is pitifully little, how can there be much to rob!"

"Those old, weak, sick and disabled are farmers from the surrounding villages who can't afford to eat and come to seek refuge in order to get food in the village."

"So that's how it is."

Wang Qing stroked his chin, a little puzzled, and couldn't help asking:

"Is there such a kind-hearted mountain bandit in the world?"

"The boss The head of the family is such a person, but everyone admires her very much, and has not allowed the brothers to leave the village these days.

I still found an excuse to take some brothers out today, thinking of stealing some money to buy wine, but I didn't expect to meet you, grandpa. "

"So that's it."

The third head saw that Wang Qing was quite satisfied, bowed his head and nodded:

"That's it, I told you everything about the village, grandpa, can you let..."

Before the third head finished speaking, a flash of blood flashed, the head fell, and the headless body of the third head fell to the ground.

After killing the third head casually, Wang Qing picked up the knife, his expression indifferent, and said lightly:

"Noisy."

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