"What the hell are you doing here?" A rude voice suddenly came from behind Wen Hao, and then he felt someone kick his ass, and his whole body shot forward.
"Pa"
He fell heavily to the ground, and there was a sharp pain in his nose. Before Wen Hao could get up, the rude voice sounded again: "Damn it, you dare to pretend to be dead with me."
"Papa pa pa"
Three crisp whip sounds sounded on Wen Hao's back, followed by a burst of burning pain.
"Damn it."
Wen Hao was angry in his heart and wished he could immediately go forward and chop that bastard into eight or ten pieces. However, he knew that there were many masters here. With his little strength, he might have been chopped into eight or ten pieces before he even moved.
Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain on his back, Wen Hao slowly got up from the ground. The guy who whipped Wen Hao stopped caring about him after whipping Wen Hao three times. He walked to the side and shouted loudly.
He stood up and said, "Hurry up and catch up. If anyone is too slow, I will pluck out their skin."
As he said this, a little boy who staggered on his feet and was covered with injuries. He looked like he was only eight or nine years old and was unlucky. The rude man walked up to him and without saying anything, just whipped him. The little boy was already seriously injured.
When I came down, I couldn't stand it anymore. I was crawling on the ground with blood pouring from my mouth, and I couldn't get up anymore.
"Damn it." The rude man walked up and kicked him a few times. When he realized that the child was not pretending, he immediately waved his whip and shouted at the sweaty men next to him: "Throw it into the sea and feed it to the fish."
The child was not dead at all. If someone had treated him, he could have been saved. However, no one came to treat him. A tall man roared excitedly, walked forward with a sinister smile, and grabbed the child like a chicken.
He grabbed it, walked to the side and threw it into the sea.
The water rolled, and several strange fish and beasts immediately appeared. The next moment, the child who had just been thrown away disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few bright red colors in the water.
Seeing the behavior of treating human lives as trivial, Wen Hao's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly followed the child in front. Although his steps still pretended to be a little staggering, his speed was much faster.
As we walked along, Wen Hao's heart became colder and colder. Within a few minutes of coming out of the hut, Wen Hao saw five children being thrown into the sea, and even more were beaten.
Wen Hao carefully followed the child in front of him all the way, with his head lowered, because just now a child was beaten to death and thrown into the sea for looking around.
When he got off the boat, Wen Hao once again saw the round-faced man who made him hate him so much. At this time, he was talking to a middle-aged man with a thin body and a sinister face.
Wen Hao followed the team, staggering, and walked past the two of them with his head lowered. The skinny middle-aged man who was talking and laughing with the round-faced man suddenly saw Wen Hao, who looked frail and frail.
He frowned and said to the round-faced man next to him: "Second brother, although you did not complete the task assigned by the commander this time, you can't use this kind of stuff to make up for it. If the commander sees it, I'm afraid there will be something wrong
It's troublesome, why not throw him into the sea."
When Wen Hao heard this, his body trembled and his pace quickened again, fearing that the round-faced man would agree.
However, the round-faced man seemed to still want to get the essence of his cultivation from Wen Hao. He shook his head and said: "Lao San, you are mistaken this time. He has been my sparring partner every day along the way and he has not died.
And he is also a high-level swordsman, this guy is not simple!"
"Oh!" The skinny man named Lao San narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Hao as if he had discovered some interesting toy. He stared at Wen Hao until his whole body went crazy and then said, "Yes, it's interesting."
The round-faced man and the skinny man ignored Wen Hao and continued their conversation. Wen Hao did not dare to stop at all and quickened his pace, wishing to leave these two people immediately.
Wen Hao and his party were escorted by a group of burly men for more than two miles, and arrived at a camp. The camp was very large, with murderous burly men standing everywhere. Some children were so frightened that they trembled all over and could not even cry.
Dare, because just now a child was frightened and cried, and his head was blown open by a punch from a strong man.
After entering the camp, everyone was taken to a square. At this time, there were many children standing in the square. The oldest ones were thirteen or fourteen years old, while the youngest ones were only seven or eight years old. As soon as Wen Hao arrived at the square, he quietly squeezed in
An inconspicuous place.
The children were continuously escorted to the square, and it didn't end until more than half an hour later. At this time, there were already more than 500 children standing in the square, and Wen Hao even saw many girls among them.
Soon, a group of men in tight black clothes came to the square, led by a middle-aged man with a steely face, two meters tall, burly, with muscles all over his body, and a long knife mark on his face.
What made Wen Hao's heart palpitate was the powerful aura on that man's body. This aura was no weaker than that of Wen Hao's grandfather Wen Shixuan. It was obvious that this man was a master sword king.
Behind the middle-aged man were four men also dressed in tight black clothes, including the round-faced man who abused Wen Hao and the skinny man known as Lao San.
In addition to the two of them, there was also a man who looked like a scholar with an iron fan in his hand and a smile on his face, and a thin man with a gloomy face and a cold murderous aura all over his body.
Behind the four people, there were more than ten big men standing two meters tall and burly, with their eyes staring forward and their hands behind their backs, like javelins.
"Now I'll give you five minutes to line up in order." The burly man leading the team looked at the children in the square with emotionless eyes, and said coldly: "Whoever fails to complete the task will die."
The sights they saw along the way had already frightened these children. As soon as the man's voice fell, chaos began in the square.
The older children were okay and quickly lined up in a row, but the children who were only seven or eight years old didn't know where they should stand, and they were all crying in anxiety.
Seeing the older children standing up in a row, Wen Hao quickly squeezed through the crowd, stood behind them, and then quietly waited for the end of time.
After a while.
"Time's up." The cold voice of the man leading the team sounded, and then the dozen or so burly men standing behind him immediately ran out and pointed at the heads of the more than twenty children who had not yet found their place.
Just a hard punch.
"Bump bump bump..."
A series of muffled sounds were heard, and in a moment, the heads of the twenty or so children were blown open. The splashing red and white things frightened the children around them into crying, and some even became incontinent.
Even Wen Hao, who had killed someone before, couldn't help but tremble when he saw that cruel scene.
Soon the dozen or so big men dragged out the bodies of more than twenty children, but a scene that frightened Wen Hao again appeared.
I saw those big men dragging the bodies of the children to a place more than ten meters away and throwing them there. Then dozens of men in black came over holding blood wolves as big as calves, letting the blood wolves attack them.
The twenty-odd corpses were opened wide, hissing and swallowing, and in the end there was only a pile of messed up bones left.
Those blood wolves devoured all the corpses, and seemed to still have some unfinished business. They howled at the children standing in the square, which made all the children tremble with fear, their cries were loud, and some even collapsed in fear.
On the ground.
There was no change on the face of the leader. His cold gaze swept over the children again. He frowned and waved his hand. The dozen or so men in black came out again, scaring all the children and covering them tightly.
Mouth, never dare to make a sound again.
A dozen men in black walked among the children, dragged out a dozen children who were paralyzed with fear, and then threw them directly to the howling blood wolves.