My code name is Green Bull.

Chapter 275 Sell me for face, how?

On the second day after the members of the royal family of the Frevans Kingdom left, the armies of the surrounding neighboring countries immediately launched a bloody massacre of the citizens in the Frevans territory.

But all the citizens of Frevans, whether they are sick or not, they will kill without mercy.

Jon watched all this silently, with no intention or reason to intervene.

Even if he rescued the people of Frevans, so what?

He has no way to protect these people.

This world is so cruel, and he has seen it countless times in these years.

Those towns and villages invaded by pirates are much more tragic than the current massacre.

Most of the army soldiers in neighboring countries are also unaware. They wear gas masks and protective clothing, but when they see the people of Frevans, they immediately shoot and kill them, and they don’t speak to each other at all. Opportunity.

Although as the party that was massacred, the citizens of Frevans are very miserable.

But on the other hand, soldiers from neighboring countries who were on the killing side did not know the truth, and carried out the killing out of fear and selfishness.

It's just that if you kill and kill, you will become red-eyed.

It is abominable to massacre one side's army, but in the final analysis, it is the reason of the top leaders of various countries.

Ordinary soldiers may not know the matter, but those nobles of the royal family must know the cause of Po lead disease.

It's just that they still perish and massacre Frevans, driven by profit.

The richness of Frevans is unquestionable. Even if it is on the verge of extinction, there are still a lot of product resources in the country.

The demise of Frevans is only the first step, and plundering wealth is the real purpose of those high-level people.

So even if Jon saw the massacre going on, he was angry, but he didn't vent his anger on those ordinary soldiers.

The killing has been continuing, from the border town at the beginning, slowly deep into the interior of Frevans.

Thousands of people are dying every day in Frevans these days.

Some died of disease and fear, some were brutally killed by the army of neighboring countries, and some could not bear the pain and suffering, and ended themselves in despair.

Some people died alone, some died together as a family, and some families even died together with dozens of members.

Frevans, which was already dilapidated, is now filled with an astonishing smell of blood, and the whole country is shrouded in death.

"Please let them go, they are just children, they are all children."

Suddenly, like a ghost, Jon, who was walking in the alley of Frevans, heard an extremely pleading female voice.

He had heard this kind of voice too much in the past few days. He didn't want to be nosy, but he walked over involuntarily.

On the side of an arch bridge over an inner city river, I saw a group of soldiers wearing gas masks surrounding a group of people.

The group of people surrounded turned out to be some half-grown children, and the oldest was only about ten years old. There was only one woman who stood out from the crowd and was wearing a nun's costume.

The woman who was supposed to be a nun was begging the soldiers around her to let the children go.

"I beg you to spare the children, they are still young, and lead disease is not contagious, really."

The nun tried her best to explain, and wanted to ask these soldiers to let them go: "You told us before that you would take us out of here, why are you going back on your word now?"

I saw a soldier who might be the leader wave his hand through a gas mask.

Immediately, more than a dozen soldiers were escorted over, none of them wearing gas masks, and their hands and feet were all restrained.

"Are you talking about these people? These idiots actually wanted to let you go secretly. They really want to die."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly waved his hand, and the soldiers around him immediately raised their guns and aimed at them.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

After a burst of gunfire, more than a dozen soldiers were immediately sieved and fell into a pool of blood.

"what……"

After the gunshots sounded, the nun immediately stood in front of the children, like a calf, keeping all the children behind.

And those children, facing such a scene, did not scream in fear like ordinary children. Instead, they stared at the surrounding troops with anger in their eyes.

Frevans has been in chaos for a long time, and the killing has continued for a long time. These children have long been used to killing, so even though they are still young, they are not full of fear like ordinary children.

"Seeing their fate, put away your women's benevolence, otherwise their fate will be your fate."

"Although there are only some children, they are all carriers of the virus. If you let them escape and spread the virus, your family members will also be affected. Therefore, even if they are only children, we have to treat them as enemies There must be no mercy in the slightest."

The leader of the army yelled at his soldiers hoarsely, but the words he said made the nuns and the children feel desperate.

"Now, raise the guns in your hands, aim at these infectious disease patients, and shoot them all."

Immediately, all the soldiers raised their spears and aimed at the nun and the children.

Seeing that the surrounding troops were unwilling to let them go, the only adult nun shouted excitedly: "Don't shoot, please don't shoot..."

Crying and talking, seeing that these people didn't stop moving, she could only beg instead.

"Is this good? You let go of those children who are not sick. We who are sick are willing to stay. You take away the children who are not sick. I beg you."

The nun fell to her knees and kowtowed to the soldiers surrounding them, begging for mercy.

The soldiers were a little moved, but as the leader, the soldier's face was still cold, and he said in a low voice: "Ready to shoot!"

Seeing that her begging for mercy was not met with pity by these soldiers, the nun felt desperate and shouted at the children behind her: "Run, everyone, run."

But the children didn't run away, instead they all cried out with tears streaming down their faces: "Aunt nun..."

The leader of the army raised his right hand and was about to swing it down, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Actually, I don't think it's necessary to do this. Let them live here by themselves. They can't live for a few days. Why do we have to kill them all?"

The sudden sound made everyone's expressions change drastically, especially those soldiers, who looked around for the person who spoke.

"Da da da……"

The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer from far to near, and a tall and burly figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"navy?"

When the army leader saw the person's clothes, he was surprised.

The navy he was talking about was naturally not the navy of their country, but the navy under the command of the world government.

The leader of the army was very cautious when he found out that the person who came was from the navy, and he was wearing a coat, as if his rank was not low.

"Your Excellency, we are the army of a country affiliated with the World Government, and the battlefield here is permitted by the World Government."

The naval warships of the North Sea are in Frevans, which is known to the neighboring countries, so the army leader thought that this person was also the Navy of the North Sea.

The person who came was naturally Jon. He didn't want to be nosy at first, but there were more than 40 children here, and the oldest was only about ten years old, and the youngest was a baby who was waiting to be fed, being held in the arms of other children.

Jon really couldn't bear to let these fragile young lives be shot in front of him, so he stood up.

"It's right to be allowed by the world government, and I don't mean to stop you, but they are still children after all, let them fend for themselves, and they won't live long, so why bother to kill them on the spot?"

The soldier frowned and said, "Even if we let them go, they will be killed by others, and the result will be the same."

Jon nodded in agreement, but said in his mouth: "The truth is correct, but people are like this. Knowing the ending, but still wanting to live desperately, this is human nature."

"Mr. soldier, how about selling my face, letting them go, and letting them fend for themselves?"

(End of this chapter)