Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Jiang Han is also familiar with the method of creating news, he said with a smile: "Then we can go to the newspaper office now, but what do you plan to do with these goods, Wang Biaotou?"

"There are still three miles to go. I'll meet you when this shipment is finished." Wang Fugui said.

In the next few days, a major event happened in Wuqu Prefecture, and the circulation of Jianghu Daily suddenly increased tenfold, and the entire page was all about "killing a hundred people".

Since the founding of Hundred People, all tragedies have been announced to the public.

This also alarmed the sects in the entire Wuqu State.

Whether it is a small third-rate sect, or a large sect that has been passed down for more than a hundred years, or a big family, they have all seen the above content.

Most of the wealthy forces have more or less been blackmailed by hundreds of people.

But this time it was led by Yaowanggu, who united with the major bodyguard bureaus.

If it's just an anonymous report, no one will care about it. People with a better heart will worry about the personal safety of the reporter.

But it's official.

After all, Yaowanggu is the prefect sect of Wuqu Prefecture!

After hearing this, the imperial court dispatched many troops to various passes in Wuqu Prefecture.

And the whole army of Yaowang Valley is dispatched this time!

In the streets and alleys, people are talking about the beheading of a hundred people everywhere.

"This is so enjoyable. No matter which big boss takes the lead, our hard days will come to an end." A businessman was eating noodles on the street, tears streaming down his face as he read the newspaper.

"My daughter was snatched by scumbags who killed hundreds of people, and what was sent back was a naked corpse... They even threatened me not to report to the police, otherwise my whole family would be destroyed!" An old man covered his face and burst into tears. cry.

The worst thing was a disabled person, his tongue was cut off, and he said vaguely: "My Huaibei Zhang family... my Huaibei Zhang family has 120 people, all of them were killed by a hundred people...God, You finally opened your eyes!"

At this time, not only those from the major sects joined the team, but also some deeply poisoned commoners picked up their family affairs one after another and joined the army of resistance.

Hundreds of people beheaded dozens of hills, and they were all surprised by the newspapers these days.

Who would have thought that a mere newspaper would have such a magical power?

As the golden leopard of the four heavenly kings, he was so angry that his beard trembled: "These unscrupulous people, these unscrupulous people dare to get under our noses..."

For a long time, Hundred People Slaying has been rampant in Wuqu Prefecture because no one dares to resist them. Usually there is only one end to resistance, that is, the whole family will be silenced.

But nothing in this world is absolute, and occasionally there will be fish that slip through the net.

Those who pretended to be dead escaped unharmed and told more secrets to the world.

In the newspaper office, a young man said: "President, that's not right... You see, the Zheng family's extermination case was not caused by a sudden fire? Why did it become the crime of beheading a hundred people?"

"What does it matter? There are so many crimes on Bairenjuan, what's the point of giving them one or two more?! And this time we made a lot of money for the newspaper, and the sales volume was thirty times the usual! Now Zhizhou ordered , let us write vigorously and publicize vigorously, you keep working!"

"Boss, there are not enough engravings!"

"Go and buy!"

"Boss, there are not many movable type..."

"Going to catch up!"

"Shopkeeper, out of ink!"

"Go directly to the dyeing workshop and borrow thirty boxes from him, and pay back the principal with interest!"

The president directed the people around him in an orderly manner, and the workers in the workshop were also busy printing newspapers one by one, busier than usual.

Suddenly, a person came to the workshop, and the person yelled: "Masters, work overtime today! The son is three times as usual, if you don't want to work overtime, you can leave work now, it's okay!"

When the workers heard about overtime work, they dared not delay, and immediately started working with full firepower.

Chapter 597 Zhang San Li Si

After all, the consumption in Wuqu City is large, and the salary of the printing company is already high. If it is three times the salary at this time, then one month can earn less than half a year's usual salary!

It's too late for the guys to rejoice, how can they resist?

The president browsed the latest news, and said with a smile, "Okay, that's all! The fire at Situ's house in the east of the city was said to be caused by a hundred people!"

"Oh? Since there are so many murder cases in Hundred People's Killing, it doesn't matter if there are more." A cold voice appeared behind the president.

The president hurriedly turned his head, only to find a bald man with smoky makeup behind him.

"You are... Zhang San!?" The president was so frightened that his soul was about to come out.

This Zhang San is the third leader among a hundred people.

The third master stepped on the table: "Do you know who killed Hong Qi?"

"Hong... Hong Qi?" The president's heart was about to explode, he was trembling, trembling: "I, I don't know..."

"I don't know you ghost!" The third master grabbed the head of the president and pressed it down into the burning wax oil in the distance.

Immediately, the president let out a hoarse scream, and the wax oil was used to degumming the fonts, and the temperature was unimaginably high.

When the third leader pulled the president out of the wax oil again, he found that his eyeballs had burned and melted, and his nose and mouth were filled with wax paste.

"It's really fragile!" The third leader threw the president aside, and said to the people around him, "Immediately give an order to take back all the newspapers, otherwise he will be your fate!"

"Are you scaring us?" A man looked at the president who fell on the ground, and at this moment his blood was also welling up.

After finally having a chance to drive away the hundreds of people who have caused endless harm, how can they help these wicked people and take back the newspapers they sent out?

"You are a frail scholar, why... do you want to confront me?" San Dangjia wiped his nose and glared at him.

"Publish!" A woman suddenly raised her fist and shouted.

The other people also felt his fighting spirit and raised their fists to express their support for the woman's decision.

"Publish! Publish! Publish!"

Faced with this heavy wave of noise, the third master screamed with anger. How could anyone dare to fight against a hundred of them?Even the magistrate of Wuqu Prefecture suffered losses at their hands, but now they are just a group of poor scholars.

"You... are looking for death!" The third master said viciously, a fire had already gathered in his hands.

Suddenly, he strode up, directly grabbed the woman who was speaking, and put her on the ground, while the flame on the other hand approached her face.

The third master scolded: "Change your mouth! Otherwise I'll burn your pretty face!"

Although she is a woman, she is also the team leader of the newspaper. After seeing those materials and the blood and tears of the common people, she is usually weak, but at this moment she is not to be outdone and said: "Even if you kill me, I will not change my mind! You scumbags, the end of killing a hundred people is coming! Publish!"

A large group of people rushed towards the third master, and the third master broke out completely: "Then you all go to die!"

As he said that, a burning long sword appeared in each of the hands of the third master.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to raise the butcher knife, his hands broke off suddenly, and then fell to the ground.

"Wow, what's going on here?" The third master screamed.

And a young man was sitting by the window, he was turning a ring in his hand, he said: "Zhang San, Zhang San is really an outlaw..."

"Who are you..." The third master glared at the young man, and that man was Jiang Han.

Jiang Han stared, and an avatar outside of the body appeared behind the third master. The Qingfeng sword pierced directly through the tailbone of the third master, and even directly picked out the entire spine of the third master. The third master immediately fell to the ground, Can't move.

Jiang Han spat at the third family, and said to the people around him: "Everyone, if you have a grudge, revenge, if you have a grudge, then continue publishing, for the justice of the world, for the justice of the world!"

"Zhang San, pay back our president's life!"

"Cut a hundred people to death!"

A large group of frail scholars rushed towards Zhang San with all kinds of things. Zhang San, who usually yelled and shouted, felt fear for the first time: "Stop it, stop it!"

Crash, clatter and spatter!

A well-behaved person was directly beaten into a meat sauce under the anger of the crowd. When people went to look for it again, Jiang Han had disappeared.

At this time, similar situations are happening in all major cities in Wuqu City.

Li Si is the fourth master. He brought a large amount of gold and silver treasures to the pier, and said to the boatman, "Boatman, set sail quickly, I want to leave Wuqu City!"

The boatman frowned when he saw Li Si's clothes: "Fourth Lord?"

"You know it's me, but you still don't sail?!" Li Si roared angrily, sweating profusely, because now the entire Wuqu Prefecture is encircling and suppressing hundreds of people.

Of the dozens of hilltops, one-third of them have already been taken over by one pot!

Unexpectedly, the boatman bumped the oar against his knee: "No, you always take the overlord boat. The Dazhu who took you last time didn't come back alive. When his family found him, his body was smelly. gone."

"If you don't sail now, I'll kill you right away!" Li Si took out a gold ingot, "I will give this gold ingot to anyone who row the boat for me! 100 taels of gold is 100 taels!"

On the crude pier, there was a complete silence. People just looked at Li Si, but ignored him.

Li Si was in a hurry, he grabbed the boatman closest to him: "Are you going to drive!"

Just when Li Si was furious, suddenly the water surface started to boil, and a six-legged crocodile jumped up and directly bit Li Si's arm.

The crocodile was huge, and after biting its arm, it performed a death roll in the air!

"Woohoo!" Li Si uttered a scream, and saw one of his arms saying goodbye to him, but more crocodiles had already surrounded him.

On the thatched cottage in the distance, a woman with a flute is playing.

She is Lin Mi.

"Who are you?!" With his remaining hand, Li Si suddenly picked up a long spear and planned to use it as a javelin.

Unexpectedly, just after throwing it, a huge figure suddenly appeared behind Lin Mi!

A giant basilisk with three heads.

call!

One of the snake heads burst into flames, burning the javelin to ashes!

Li Si was dumbfounded, but Lin Mi said lightly: "Little cuties, dinner is ready!"

As soon as the words fell, a large number of crocodiles gathered from all directions and tore Li Si into countless pieces.

And although the faces of those watching the boatman turned pale with fright, none of them were hurt.

Chapter 598

At the post station, Wu Er brought 30 people, but at this time he was already caught in the encirclement.

Song Shuangshuang's eyes were indifferent, looking at Wu Er in front of her, her face was indifferent.

"Little girl, get out of the way. Since your grandma wants to rectify Wuqu Prefecture, we brothers will just leave. There is no need for such a big battle." Wu Er said.

This Wu Er is huge, burly, with dark skin. In the night, he looks like a black iron tower painted with ink. He holds a large door-panel knife in his hand. The back of the knife is as thick as a finger. The knife weighs nearly five hundred.

And he is also one of the very few Heavenly Human Realms in the Hundred People Slash, and all the brothers under him are masters who dominate one side.

Behind Song Shuangshuang are the black woman and the white woman. The two old ladies have blocked all of Wu Er's escape routes, and there are still many insect masters from the Yaowang Valley.

The insect masters in the Medicine King Valley belong to the combat department, because most of the Medicine King Valley are doctors who treat patients, but there are also some who specialize in combat work.

Just like the black and white elders, they are insect masters.

And Song Shuangshuang learned from her grandma, so she has both magic and martial arts, that is, she can heal people and also harm people.

"Back then you pretended to surrender, which caused my grandma to be seriously injured, and my father was assassinated by your people. Now you have the face to beg for mercy?" Song Shuangshuang said, her eyes were rarely reddened.

After all, Song Shuangshuang didn't just pop out from a crack in the rock, she also had her own parents.

Song Shuangshuang's father is the only son of the earth tone teacher. When the earth tone teacher was in chaos in the rivers and lakes in his early years, he fell in love with a fisherman, and the two gave birth to a son.

Later, after the founding of the school, the music master knew that his son was still alive, so he took him to him. He thought that his son and her husband had died in the flames of war.

Even though Dashen is peaceful now, hundreds of years ago, it was also full of wars.

Fortunately, Song Shuangshuang's father, Song Yun, is a genius. He learned all the skills of the earth music teacher in his 30s. Originally, the earth music teacher planned to devote himself to practicing retreat, but unexpectedly, just after Song Yun was asked to take over the medicine king valley, something happened. event.

"It's just your father's youthful vigor back then, a mere master-level master, but he wanted the entire Wuqu State to obey his arrangements. I think it's farting, and your father is also to blame!" Wu Er snorted coldly, "But Your father can be regarded as a man, in the end he fought to the death for three days and three nights, he died standing up, I even took away his knee, but he still didn't fall down, this bone is hard enough."

Hearing Wu Er's words, Song Shuangshuang's eyes were stained with blood. She gritted her silver teeth and clenched her fists: "Everyone, if you don't kill now, when will you wait? Don't even leave a fingernail behind!"

"Kill!" The other people in Yaowang Valley were also enraged, they took out their guys one after another, and killed Wu Er.

Although they are said to be small heavenly beings, these people from Medicine King Valley came prepared. At this time, a large net was drawn, and countless flying insects attacked first.

The flying insects did not attack Wu Er, but bit and gnawed all the minions around him.

"Wow, go away! Go away!"

A minion rolled all over the ground, but countless locusts covered his body, and the locusts began to bite the minion's skin with their sharp teeth.