Sign in for ten thousand years: This ancestor is a bit strong

"Indeed, they are indeed very pitiful.��

"Maybe they don't know what their fate will be next."

A bandit began to say this self-indulgently. He is now looking at the weak from the perspective of the winner. The strong will have an innate sense of superiority over the weak.

The strong will also have an innate sympathy for the weak.

Of course, their sympathy is mostly a kind of charity.

For example, in this situation, the sympathetic words they say now are like the whispers of the devil, aren't they?

Fortunately, Ye Fan doesn't need their sympathy.

Ye Fan doesn't want to sympathize with others either.

Those who kill will be killed, and those who humiliate will be humiliated!

Since you have made up your mind to take action, then Be prepared to be aware of each other. Ye Fan has never let go of those criminals who dared to rob him.

He drove such a low-key Africa, which actually meant to be a trap for law enforcement.

Ye Fan would do this, a big part of the reason is because Ye Fan had witnessed these bandits killing ordinary people before, and he did help at that time.

But when Ye Fan arrived, it was too late.

Those bandits who were worse than beasts had already stained their hands with sins.

Ye Fan said that he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally he asked me to kill all the bandits directly, but even if they were all killed, for the deceased People can't help.

The dead can't be resurrected.

The tragic fate has happened, and it can't be changed.

Ye Fan didn't have the compassion for the world.

After doing what he should do and what he wanted to do, Ye Fan chose to leave. He didn't care about the feelings of those who were rescued. It had nothing to do with him.

He rescued those people from the dire straits.

This has done the most benevolent and righteous.

As for how they want to survive in the future, it has little to do with Ye Fan.

What happens next depends on their own choice.

Ye Fan is not anyone's nanny, he has no obligation to help others do Some decisions, he has no obligation to help those weak, after all, his own strength is not enough!

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

If you don't have strength, you will be bullied by bandits.

Who can be blamed for this?

Should I blame those bandits?

Indeed, those bandits are indeed evil.

But is it useful to blame them?

In the end, you have to blame your own lack of strength.

If you have absolute power, how could you be taken advantage of by these so-called bandits? Of course, most people in this world do not have the power to control their own destiny.

Who can be blamed for this?

No one can be blamed.

It can only be said that it is the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest.

"What are you still standing there for?

Come on board with me. "

The indifferent young man in black robe said to the many bandits with disdain and impatience.

He was extremely disdainful of what these people did.

Of course, he didn't have too many other intentions.

At the beginning, many thieves might not be used to his way of doing things.

But later, many bandits almost understood that this guy was just a mouth! No matter what he said, you don't need to care, he said words that look down on others.

Isn't what he did the same as everyone else?

He disdains others, and others also disdain him.

There is nothing to say, he is powerful, so everyone naturally has to listen to his orders.

"Let's go, with the God of Killing as the pioneer, we don't have to worry too much about problems. With him, basically there will be no problems. Next, we can rest assured. "

A bandit said excitedly.

When he said this, the other party had already pulled out the long knife behind him. The blade was shining with brilliant light, and there were some brown spots in the blood groove of the blade.

From this, we can see how many people he has killed.

The blood groove was stained with indelible blood spots, which was enough to show how many ordinary innocent people this person had killed. The blood of the strong will be absorbed by the blade, thus tempering the knife.

Only the blood of the weak will condense on the surface of the blade.

Of course, whether it is the blood of the strong or the weak, it can make the knife more bloodthirsty and sharp! These people have countless dead souls and killings on their hands.

"With the God of Killing here, it is indeed stable."

"Let's enjoy the bloody feast next."

"My big knife is already thirsty. I want to see what kind of prey will be waiting for me to hunt. I won't say anymore. I will lead the charge this time! "

The bandits were more excited than each other.

They didn't think this killing was a big deal.

They treated the upcoming killing as a joke!

It seemed that in their eyes, this killing was just a game.

They were extremely indifferent to life, which showed how many innocent people they had killed. They had killed people like crazy, and they didn't treat people as human beings anymore.

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With such a strong murderous aura, it seemed that the people coming this time were not ordinary bandits. How many people were they going to kill?

Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero, and killing three million people is considered a hero among heroes. Haha, if all those killed are just people on the road, then that's it.

But who are those old, weak, women and children?

What does it mean to leave some defenseless people?

Just killing for the sake of killing?

Ye Fan was extremely dissatisfied.

He actually has no objection to killing.

But he particularly resists the kind of existence that simply kills for the sake of killing.

These beasts who take pleasure in killing are indeed some who should not exist in this world.

If you kill, you will kill. Killers are always killers. Killing these people can make Ye Fan feel that his Taoist heart is clear. Ye Fan already has the idea of ​​​​killing all these people.

In short, he is not in a hurry to find his disciple Li Mingyue.

It would be better to take some time to completely destroy these gang lairs.

Ye Fan also figured it out. These people were organized and disciplined, and they were not self-employed individuals who committed crimes.

This belongs to a bandit gang.

And the size of this gang will be huge.

Among these bandits, Ye Fan has sensed several strengths, masters who have reached the peak of saints and saint kings. How can a small bandit group have such a strong man in charge! ?

It is not easy for a gang of robbers to have such a strong man in charge.

But unfortunately, they met themselves.

"Ada, come out."

As Ye Fan spoke, he gently raised his right hand, and gently pulled his index and middle fingers forward.

Suddenly, a semi-elliptical space door appeared in front of him.