Chapter 1042 In Central China, Good People Don't Live Long
Chapter 1042 In Central China, good people don’t live long.
Author: 8difficulties
Chapter 1042 In Central China, good people don’t live long.
"Rich or powerful?"
He Qianshan smiled and said: "Yes, in the words of the boss, how much money can those ordinary people have? They are all the targets of being squeezed by those families, big households, and sects. Robbing them is like scraping oil from a chicken foot.
, it’s a complete waste of time, it’s better to lie down and bask in the sun.”
"The Central China has been in chaos for thousands of years. The big families and wealthy families that have emerged in the troubled times are all good people. They are all vampires. This is especially true for those high-ranking cultivator sects. If you rob them, you can make a fortune and it is very happy.
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Lin Chen asked: "This month, I don't think you have killed anyone. Don't you want to kill anyone?"
"Kill! Why not kill?"
He Qianshan grinned and said: "We are robbers, and we are not good people. We leave people a way to survive, but some people don't give us a way to survive. If we want to live, they will naturally die."
"However, there are very few such people. When the vast majority of people hear the name of the Eight Kings, they dare not resist. Even if they resist, they will suppress it a little and then they will come out obediently."
"Speaking of which, to some extent, we have also been influenced by the Skeleton Bandit King, the Blood Bandit King and others. They do all kinds of evil and have ruined the reputation of the Eight Kings. We went out to rob with much success."
Lin Chen asked in confusion: "Can't a big family and a rich family have good people?"
He Qianshan smiled meaningfully: "It may be possible in other states. In Central China, good people do not live long. Those who can survive and live prosperously must not be good people."
Lin Chen raised his glass and clinked it with He Qianshan: "You guys just keep wandering around and robbing each other without stopping? Or, don't you have a fixed home base, family or something else?"
After a pause, Lin Chen added: "I'm just curious, not asking for the specific place. Even if there is one, you don't have to tell me where it is."
He Qianshan sighed and said: "Originally, our Vajra Bandit Group had more than this number of people. There were at least two hundred people, some of whom were official members and some of whom were family members. We also had a settled nest in a remote and hidden valley, just like
It’s like a paradise.”
There was a hint of sadness in He Qianshan's eyes: "Because we always targeted those big sects and angered them, they bribed one of our members, and then took advantage of the opportunity when we all gathered together to kill them.
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"The attack came unexpectedly, and everyone suffered heavy casualties immediately. The boss led us to fight a bloody path and escape."
"That night, there were only about thirty brothers who we killed. The second and third masters all died in that battle. Only about ten family members were rescued. The remaining brothers and family members were killed.
Those big sects were killed without a single one left."
"We planned several revenge actions later. Although we killed the traitors and caused a lot of harm to those sects, in these battles, more than ten brothers died one after another in the actions, and they also had
Be careful, it will not be easy to move them again. If we continue to fight, I am afraid they will all be lost, so the boss took us to evacuate."
"In order not to repeat the same mistake, the boss secretly arranged for the dozen or so family members to be placed there. Except for the boss and the military advisor, no one else knew where they were. Then we started wandering, robbing, and wandering without a fixed address.
Practice…”
Lin Chen was silent. He thought before that the number of members of the King Kong Bandits was too small. There were only about twenty people. Now he knew that more people were dead.
"How long has it been going on?"
He Qianshan smiled bitterly and said: "It's been almost twenty years. If my son hadn't died back then, he would probably be about the same age as you now."
Lin Chen asked: "Have you given up your hatred?"
"Bang!"
He Qianshan smashed his fist on the table and hummed: "How is it possible? They forced us to survive. They forced us to become bandits and killed our whole family. How can we let go of this hatred? One day I die, this
That’s it, I’m not dead, I won’t stop until I die!”
Lin Chen asked curiously: "You are talking about the big sects. Zhongshenzhou is so chaotic, how many big sects are there?"
He Qianshan sighed: "Zhongshenzhou was originally the most prosperous area of the human race, with the most sects and the most powerful people. Even if it was destroyed by the war between the human race and the demon clan, all the eight ancient families were completely scattered and wiped out.
But after all, many inheritances are still there.”
"As long as the inheritance is there, the cultivation will never be destroyed. In the chaotic land of Central China, there are still many powerful sects. They enslave the cities in the surrounding areas, occupy various Lingshan mineral veins, and form a country of their own."
"Your Xingyuan City and the nearby areas are very poor and war-torn places, and there is no particularly valuable output. The big sects don't look down on such a place at all. Otherwise, how can they be beaten?
Fighting back and forth, changing the city owner frequently?"
"Zhongshenzhou is dead. It has the largest land area, the most cultivation resources, and there are still many strong people. The land is the country. If not, wouldn't the demon clan have completely occupied the Central China long ago?"