Wei Yang thought he had a thorough understanding of the word exploitation.

He also thought that he had a deep understanding of the word "cannibalism".

But now he realized that this old society that cannibalism is a bad world that cannibalism!

"Sir!" The golden mark crawled up from the dry well with red eyes.

Wei Yang was in a daze.

He looked at the crescent moon on the eaves and hated it no matter how he looked at it.

It's like looking at gods and Buddhas.

The bright moonlight shines on talented men and beautiful women, but it seems that it never shines on oppressed people.

Just like the gods and Buddhas!

This is a dry well, and the dry well is in the Buddhist temple.

The small Buddhist temple covers only one acre of land.

The deep dry well is about three feet high!

Here, a big stone covered the evil spirits of at least seventeen or eighteen young women.

What’s shameful is that there is dazzling cinnabar on the manhole cover!

Used to suppress demons.

"I then realized that God, I know there is something in the world, and he is the old man; demons are everywhere, and these beasts, under the banner of high-sounding, claim to be civilized people. They ignore human lives like snowflakes and regard killing as an ordinary trivial matter. It seems that I should find the value of my coming to this martial arts world." Wei Yang thought in his heart.

The old soldiers turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at them. The corpses everywhere had their own shapes before they died.

Some of them twisted, some stretched, and some bent over in pain. All the wreckage had traces of violent collisions.

Wei Yang turned around and looked at the corpses, as if he heard a cheer and laughter that seemed to be covering a faint sound in his ears.

They were having a party: "What a beautiful craft!"

But if you listen carefully, the faint voice clearly said:

"Save me!"

Who saves it?

"I'll do it!" Wei Yang walked over in front of dozens of people kneeling on the ground and trembling.

All of them are "good students" of the teaching edict, and all of them are "good friends" of the teaching edict's son.

All of them were beasts who followed the side and cheered when they were teaching their sons to commit evil!

"Now, do people think I'm wrong in killing them?" Wei Yang said with a dozen old soldiers.

Huang Jinbiao wiped his tears hard and said loudly: "Sir, let's kill them, even if it's a desperate situation, it's worth it!"

I couldn't help but burst into tears, and an old soldier cried and said, "Sir, we fight on the battlefield. When we come back, we want to find a wife and raise them like treasures all day long, but they don't cherish these beasts..."

"This is not your fault, it's the world." Wei Yang waved his hand, and the two sisters leaned on each other. He asked in a harmonious voice, "Can you dare to hand over the evidence now?"

The sister lowered her head and nodded, but the sister boldly asked: "Sir, can I let me kill that dog thief?"

"No!"

Wei Yang refused beyond everyone's expectations.

this……

The old woman scolded, "Your surnamed Wei will not die well!"

"Yes, I must have enemies all over the world, so what?" Wei Yang walked around the ground twice and said decisively, "Come on, put them..."

"Wait!" a woman from a brothel said loudly.

She walked into the crowd and bowed and asked, "Sir, I'd like to use swords and guns to use them, and there is still a proof of guilt!"

Wei Yang said: "Just say it."

The woman pointed to the Buddhist temple and said, "Sir, where is the sister sealed with paraffin? Do you know what is hidden in the Buddhist son who is tall and above?"

Wei Yang jumped up, and the lights were bright there. He sacrificed himself and hit the three sculptures. There were a few clicks, and the mud skin outside fell, and a terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone.

I saw three beautiful little girls, who were still in their life posture and were fixed on the base.

Wei Yang did not say a word, pulled off the yellow cloth to wrap the woman's body, walked out slowly, half-kneeled, and put them together with the seventeen or eighteen corpses.

The girl stomped her feet, got into it, and pulled out a drawer from under the Buddha's niche. There was a golden light flashing inside. A tall wax figure that was just waiting for someone was the singer sealed by the son of the teaching master.

Wei Yang's face was dotted with purple light, and he reached out to put his hand on the wax figure. His internal strength was full of energy, and for a moment he heard the ticking and the paraffin was melted.

A straight white line was first above Wei Yang's head, followed by a ball of white mist, wrapping half of his body inside.

Haqiya was shocked, her internal skills...

It's really scary!

The wax figure slowly melted, and a smiling woman appeared inside.

She was as good as she was when she was alive.

"Sir, they poured mercury into it." Huang Jinhu walked over and whispered.

Wei Yang retracted his hand, and his mind suddenly seemed to be blank.

A cloud of anger that seemed to be about to explode made his heart empty.

Hundreds of people stood aside, most of them dared not speak.

Shi Wenyi lowered his head and did not dare to think of revenge at all.

He understands.

If you want to go against Wei Yang, first ask if he has the ability to survive with a counterattack that is more cruel than a demon.

"He is unstoppable!" Shi Wenyi thought to himself.

There were thirty or fifty women in the brothel. Some of them knelt on the ground, some hugged their companions. They were originally waiting for the legendary Xiaoguan of Wei to kill the group of beasts with a knife, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't see him give orders, and they all looked at him secretly.

Under the slight moonlight, Wei Xiaoguanren's face was neither sad nor happy, and he stood there. He was obviously a little man, but he seemed to be angered tiger and lion!

His short hair seemed to be standing up at this moment!

"Sir." The golden tiger called.

Wei Yang nodded, turned around and used the tip of the knife to lift the chins of the beasts who were mostly literati and a few were martial artists, but they were all clients. He looked at them carefully, and they begged him carefully.

No one dared to beg for mercy loudly, but he only dared to ask in his mouth for a mosquito, "Sir, please spare me."

But the old woman knelt beside her son and scolded him sternly: "If you kill us, you can't survive, wait!"

Her son already knew what they were going to be.

This man was fierce and sneered.

"It seems that you all remember me, it's great," Wei Yang said, "I went to the Hall of Hell and drank less Mengpo soup. I will be evil in the next life. In eighteen years, I will come to seek revenge on me!"

He ordered: "Take the madam over!"

What to do?

"Take all the paraffin wax here," Wei Yang ordered, "Don't they like to see wax figures? It's so good that they cast them to death in paraffin wax for me!"

The old soldiers went to search for the brothels, and the women in the brothels were wandering down and followed them to search for them.

In a moment, hundreds of kilograms of paraffin can be collected.

Wei Yang ordered people to take the big pot and raise firewood from the bottom. He insisted on using such cruel methods to let the people watch the raging fire burning under the pot.

For a time, the paraffin was dissolved well.

Wei Yang looked at it and pointed at the general flag and said, "Since he is good at this technique, he must first experience it and throw it in!"

The old woman screamed and turned around and was about to die.

Wei Yang kicked her in the knee, held her hair, and ordered her to watch her beastly evil, rolling in the paraffin pot, screaming, and then ordered someone: "Populate the paraffin into another pot!"

Why?

"What's the point of burning to death? The paraffin is extremely clean. Let them be clean and go to the fucking hell!" Wei Yang said sternly.

The paraffin gradually solidifies and the bubbles disappear quickly.

Dead.

"Next." Wei Yang was unmoved at all.

There were seven or eight consecutive days, and the old soldiers were sore and frightened, and they didn't dare to surrender again.

Wei Yang had no fluctuations in his heart, so he just mentioned one and just threw it away.

kindness?

Use it elsewhere!

Suddenly, the old woman screamed, and she was looked at by Wei Yang's wax figure in the middle of the night.

What about now?

I was so angry!

"Behead." Wei Yang said, "She is older, be kind."

The old soldiers rushed forward, and all of them exhaled a breath of turbid air that was respectful and afraid.
Chapter completed!