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"My legs."

"My hands."

"You little bastard."

The sky on Skull Island today is not gloomy, it is sunny.

Today's Colosseum was a bit busier than before, with hundreds of people thrown into it.

They are all from Skull Island.

Without exception, their hand tendons and hamstrings were severed.

One by one, they all lay on the ground, howling feebly.

The screams are inevitable, accompanied by a ferocious and frightened look.

These are all Zhao Yun's masterpieces.

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One of his carbine attacks caught the entire Skull Island off guard.

No one would have thought that a young kid could be so courageous and capable of such a shocking feat.

"Whose baby is this?"

The slaves were all released, but when they looked at Zhao Yun, their eyes were full of fear and awe.

Apart from that, it is hard to conceal the shock and horror.

Strong, this kid is so strong and courageous enough.

If it were an ordinary person, he would never have such a terrible state of mind.

"Eating meat."

Zhao Yun had already rolled up his sleeves and came to the campfire.

There, there were more than a dozen large iron pots, all of which were stewed.

If there is meat, there will be no shortage of steamed buns, there will be dozens of baskets.

These were not made by him, they came from the maids on the island.

The people on Skull Island, except for a group of slaves, are not all heinous. There are also innocent ones. For example, the little maid Zhao Yun was fascinated by last night was snatched by the island owner from other places.

There are many more like her.

In this regard, Zhao Yun did not kill him.

If you don’t want to kill, then do it!

Hungry! The slaves are hungry, and so is Zhao Yun.

It shouldn't be too much to ask them to prepare some meals.

"My, my."

The slaves rushed forward with steamed buns and a bowl of soup in hand, devouring the food with tears streaming down their faces.

It has been years since I tasted steamed buns or meat.

Now when I eat it, it is simply delicious.

"What are you waiting for? Eat!" Zhao Yun looked at the maids.

They all stood there like children who had made a mistake, not daring to move.

It was obvious that they were frightened out of their wits, or that they had suffered too much ravage and beatings in daily life, and they had carved a brand called "slave" on themselves deep in their souls.

Slaves should have the consciousness of slaves.

If the owner doesn't let you eat it, you won't dare to eat it.

"Eat." Zhao Yun smiled.

The maids were as if they had been granted amnesty, and no longer showed any restraint. They were like slaves in a dungeon, devouring their food ravenously.

Compared with them,

Those who were thrown into the Colosseum were not so lucky.

You’ve done a lot of evil, but you still want to eat?

"waste."

"A bunch of trash."

The person who deserves the most honest criticism is the owner of Skull Island.

He was careless because he didn't expect a little kid to be so capable.

His group of subordinates were all idiots. They were picked up by others and they didn't even know where they were following them.

And what he wanted to scold the most was the one who raised Gu.

I spent several thousand taels to buy a little slave.

Damn it, you have taken a good look at this product!

After going around and around, he got such a big surprise.

"Uncle, have you ever heard of Wutong Town?"

"Sister, have you ever heard of Wutong Town?"

Eating meat and drinking soup did not prevent Zhao Yun from asking about his hometown.

Unfortunately, the answers I got were all blank shakes of the head.

"Too far away?"

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart, not knowing where to look.

Even after leaving Skull Island, I don’t know where to go.

roar!

While he was talking, he suddenly heard the roar of a ferocious beast.

That's right, the slaves are hungry, and the beasts in the cages haven't eaten either? In addition... the smell of blood is all over the Colosseum, which arouses their most primitive animal nature.

The slave's heart trembled when he heard this, and his hands holding the bowl couldn't help but tremble.

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Shadow! They were also frightened and could not hear the roar of wild beasts.

No one said anything, and all the slaves' eyes were fixed on Zhao Yun, as if they had regarded this little kid with extraordinary martial arts as their leader.

Zhao Yun was also interested and didn't respond much, just shoveling the stewed meat into his mouth.

His silence, in the eyes of the slave, is acquiescence.

"Fuck."

Immediately, some slaves threw the bowl and ran straight to the iron cage of the beast.

When one person passes by, a large number of people follow.

The weather is so good, we need to let the wild animals come out for some air.

The Colosseum is great!...It's great for sunbathing.

"No...no no..."

Seeing that the slaves were about to release the wild beasts, the prison bosses were all frightened. Including the master of Skull Island, they no longer roared, but instead begged.

Those beasts cannot be released at will! They will eat people.

And they will be those "people"...and they are still "people" who have no power to restrain themselves. If they collide with a beast, they will only be torn into pieces.

If they want to be useful, the slaves have long hated them.

It was precisely because of their hatred that they didn't hesitate at all when they unleashed the wild beasts.

roar!

The extremely hungry beasts jumped out of their cages like wild horses, and rushed into the Colosseum madly. They were not the most ferocious, only more violent.
To be continued...