villain mentor

Chapter 70 Arrested
The character of the devil king cultivated on the battlefield over the years has been brought into life completely.

I like to play all kinds of killing games in my life. After killing the prisoners, I will kill the orphans and widows. What I do depends entirely on my preferences. The only specialty is that I am good at fighting.

The bustard sitting on the ground was dragged directly into the car by the soldiers.

Soldiers frantically searched for girls inside the building.

Everything happened so fast that even Nan Ke had no time to react.

He was directly pulled into the car by the soldiers.

All the ghost sisters cried and grabbed their clothes, as if they didn't want to let themselves follow.

The fear in their eyes was telling Nan Ke what a terrible place it was.

"Your death is related to this person."

The soldiers who were driving Nanke stopped immediately.

"what are you saying?"

Those ghost sisters nodded when they heard Nan Ke's words.

"I didn't say anything, big brother, your hand is too loose, hold on tight, don't fall behind, hurry up and catch up." Nan Ke obediently took the hand that the soldier wanted to put down, and took it back to his shoulder.

Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west.

She had to know why these ghost sisters walked so neatly before sending them home, otherwise she always felt that something was incomplete.

More importantly, she has no spiritual power now, and she can't run away even if she wants to.

Everyone sat in the car, and the convoy left the city, heading towards the edge of Crescent City.

Shaking all the way, the Crescent City became smaller and smaller.

"Then the general lives in Crescent City, why did he transport us out of the city?" The girl was locked in the far corner of the cage.

She looked very small, no more than 15 years old at most, and she should be the new girl bought by the old bustard.

"The army is stationed outside the city. What kind of general, I'm afraid we won't even be able to see the general, and we will be played to death by those people."

"Ah, I don't want it." The young girl immediately slipped into the arms of the talking girl.

"Hehe, it would be better if you don't meet the general." The old bustard sat slumped with a sad face. "When you meet a general, you don't even know how you died."

Nan Ke sat where he was, silently observing the change in the madam's expression.

Ever since she knew it was the general who sent someone to arrest her, the bustard has been ashamed, and those ghost sisters have also behaved extremely abnormally.

They followed with tears all the way. If they could cry out, it would be comparable to the howling of ghosts and wolves at a funeral.

The bustard and these ghost sisters must have something to do with that general.

"What are you talking about, mom? If you can win the general's favor, wouldn't it be a good thing for all the sisters?"

"Beautiful fart!" The old bustard spat directly.

The scenes of family ruin once again filled the eyes of the old bustard.

The fist in his hand clenched unconsciously.

She will never forget the scene when Hu Guo's iron armor broke through the door of her house, and her young son was directly torn into pieces and became their appetizer.

Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"If you didn't lie to me, then hurry up to find the soldier leader and confess your identity. If you lie to me, then you will die as badly as us." The bustard wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and regained his original composure. look like.

"I did lie to you, but I won't die." Nan Ke's eyes were full of light. "You also have to believe that you will not die."

"Hehe, at this time, don't give everyone chicken soup. We are just a group of weak women, how could we escape from the barracks?"

"If you don't even have the will to survive, how can you survive? Don't be a chicken at the mercy of others. If you want to be a chicken, you have to be a chicken that can jump around. Only in this way can there be a chance of survival."

As soon as Nan Ke finished speaking, the girls around him began to cry.

Mom.

Leaning decadently against the railing, he wanted to stay away from these girls.

As soon as he turned his head, he faced the ghost sisters who were crying even worse.

"Cry again, I'll kill you first!"

With a roar, the surroundings instantly became quiet.

The soldiers on horseback rode up to Nan Ke.

"It's delicious, baby."

That wretched greasy appearance made Nan Ke want to kick him off the horse.

The camp tent gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The endless tents made Nan Ke think of those days when he was leading the army. It seemed that when he closed his eyes, he returned to the days when the banners were fierce and there were millions of soldiers.

In the eyes of others, were our soldiers so greasy and cruel back then?

She has always felt that war is cruel, but war must be used to obtain temporary peace.

It is the glory of soldiers to wrap their corpses in horse leather and die in battle.

Even if there are millions of dead bodies and the blood on the Yangtze River, you must defend the city you guard.

But what about those who did not go to war?
What will their future be like?

Back then, I never thought about it, I always felt that my trip was to protect them, and even at the last drop of death, I never felt that what I did was wrong.

But now, she hesitated.

Looking at the old, weak, sick and disabled kneeling on the ground and chained up in the barracks.

Looking at the young children with injuries all over their bodies, they should have been sitting in private schools and listening to lectures, and they should have spent their happy time in the fields, but now they are treated like slaves.

Now she really understands why the underworld defines itself as a big villain.

The pain caused by the defeat of a war is far more than the simple annihilation of the entire army.

When the last soldier dies, it also means that the first innocent people will die by the sword.

Nan Ke was directly pushed out of the car.

The soldiers tied a wrist-thick hemp rope on everyone's hands, and drove them into the big tent like driving animals.

Nan Ke looked at the dead knot on his wrist, it was so unprofessional to tie a knot.

Sitting in the corner of the camp tent, his slender fingers directly opened the knot.

At this time, there was a burst of crying outside the tent, followed by the sound of a knife falling to the ground, and the crying stopped abruptly.

Nan Ke pulled out the hairpin on his head and made a small hole.

Nan Ke, who was used to seeing life and death, was stunned by the scene outside.

Outside the tent is a place similar to a slaughterhouse.

They put people into it, men and women, young and young, and the soldiers slaughtered the people in the slaughterhouse with all kinds of weapons, and cut off the heads of the prey.

His fists were slowly clenched.

Now she finally understood why those people in Paoshan were unwilling to come out.

After coming out, if it falls into the hands of such a person, wouldn't it be even more miserable?

There was a commotion ahead, and soldiers took dozens of girls away.

There was an instant emptiness in front of him.

If she comes in again, it will be her turn soon.

He tried hard to transfer his spiritual power, but he just couldn't gather his spiritual power.

"At such a critical moment, don't restrict my spiritual power anymore, okay?" Nan Ke glared at Sister Gui angrily.

　Thank you baby babbler for your reward, pen refill.

　　Recently, I have been thinking about the issue of going on the shelves. I want to go on the shelves in June, but I don’t want to face the fact that it will hit the street so soon. If it goes on the shelves in July, it can hit the streets a month later.

　　Although evasion is shameful, it is useful, hehehe.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)