Willow Lane, Tumen.
The beggar with no legs was lying on the ground, gesticulating with his hands, and kept talking "baaaaaaaa" in his mouth. If you are careful, you will find that this beggar has not only lost his legs, but also has no tongue in his mouth.
And sitting on the main seat was a tall and round person.
This man's name was Feng Ji. He was originally a well-known butcher. Perhaps because of his good skills and cruelty, he later became the deputy head of the butcher clan.
Feng Ji, who was sitting on the throne, threw the silver coins in his hand casually and said to the beggar: "I thought that asking for some copper coins like this would be your limit, but I didn't expect that you could directly ask for some silver coins. Not bad, not bad. I will reward you from now on." Eat well."
Hearing this, the beggar started babbling excitedly again. There was nothing he could do about it. It was not easy for him to survive because of his physical disability.
The beggar was held down, and one of his subordinates came to Feng Ji and said, "Why should the deputy sect master be so kind to this kind of beggar? It is already a big expense to raise them. If we want to keep them full, then we I’m afraid the cost will be even greater.”
Feng Ji shook his head and said: "What do you know? In the past, we could humiliate these beggars at will. It doesn't matter even if they are all dead. Anyway, the Huazi Sect will send new ones. Now that the Huazi Sect has been destroyed, the beggars in our hands can't be saved." There is no place to add, if you don’t treat them well, when they are all dead, will you be asked to go out begging?”
"The deputy sect master is wise, and he never thought of the key." The subordinate first patted Feng Ji a little, and then continued: "Huazi sect human trafficking is a business with no capital and huge profits. Every day We can make a lot more money than we can with these beggars. Now that the Huazi Sect has been destroyed, it may be an opportunity. If we can get involved in this human trafficking business..."
Feng Ji had thought about this for a long time, but he still shook his head and said: "If you want to take over the business of Huazimen, you will need too many people, which is definitely not what our Tumen can handle. Besides, Huazimen has just been taken over by Jin Yiwei." Soon, if we take over now, there's no chance that Jin Yiwei will eat us up too."
Why don’t my subordinates understand this? But who in this world can't live with that vain money?
The subordinates were about to persuade him again, but Feng Ji had already raised his hand to interrupt: "Okay, this matter will be like this for now, but don't worry, I will discuss this matter with the sect master when he comes back. Let's not have more children now. It’s good to have trouble.”
As soon as Feng Ji finished speaking, the door to the slaughterhouse was kicked open.
The one who kicked down the door was none other than Zhang Ren.
Zhang Ren faced the astonished eyes of the Tumen gang members and walked in calmly.
There don't seem to be many people in this slaughterhouse, more than twenty at most, but there are quite a few beggars around who have severed hands and feet. What's more, there are even more people soaking in a tank. From the size of the tank, Judging from the looks of it, I'm afraid he also has no limbs.
Seeing that the situation of the slaughterhouse was as expected, Zhang Ren could not help but feel angry.
Before he had time to attack, Feng Ji had already asked: "Do you know where this place is?"
Zhang Ren took the Xiuchun Knife out of its scabbard and used his internal force to fire it out. He saw the Xiuchun Knife spinning rapidly in the air several times and cutting off Feng Ji's leg before anyone could react.
Since time traveling, Zhang Ren has been changed by the people around him all the time. This may be an inevitable result. If today's matter is to be put in the past, Zhang Ren will definitely not take such a serious action. After all, in his heart, he You can distinguish right from wrong, you can attack bad people, but you have no right to punish bad people.
But now, after Zhang Ren saw those beggars with missing limbs, all he thought about was the principle of repaying others with their own way. Since you butchers treat others like this, then why don’t you all become cripples as well? !
Feng Ji was stunned before he could react. He looked down and saw that one of his legs had disappeared, and then he screamed while holding the wound full of blood.
Zhang Ren looked around, his anger rising, and no one in the Tu Clan dared to look at him.
At this time, Zhang Ren raised his scabbard and pointed at Feng Ji and said, "What is this place? It may have been called Tumen before! But from this moment on, this place will become a Shura Field!"
Feng Ji was originally horrified, but when he heard what Zhang Ren said, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, "Form up! Hurry up and form a dog-fighting formation!"
Zhang Ren frowned, "It's a dog-fighting battle again! It seems that this massacre is really related to the Huazi Clan! Today, let's watch the young master eliminate harm for the people!"
Before everyone from the Tumen could form a formation, Zhang Ren had already rushed into the crowd. He jumped up high and put his knee directly on the face of a member of the Tumen gang. There was only a "click" sound, and this man His face was deformed and he fainted.
Someone next to him was so frightened by this scene that he couldn't help but take two steps back. Unfortunately, before he could escape, Zhang Ren was already beside him.
Zhang Ren summoned his inner strength and hit the beggar with his scabbard. The man cried out in pain and fell to the ground. His knees unexpectedly bent forward at a large angle.
The Tumen gang members no longer formed a formation, but scattered in all directions, but how could their speed be faster than Zhang Ren?
Some people managed to reach the door, only to find that Zhang Ren jumped up and blocked the door. Under the screams, everyone in the slaughterhouse suffered broken bones and muscles.
There were only about twenty members of the Tu Sect, but in just a few breaths they were beaten to death by Zhang Ren.
As the last one had his legs broken by Zhang Ren, Zhang Ren stood up and walked straight towards Feng Ji.
This scared Feng Ji out of his mind. He wanted to get up and run away, but now he only had one leg left and he had lost so much blood. How could he escape? Not to mention escaping at this moment, he couldn't even stand on one foot.
When he came to Feng Ji's side, Zhang Ren first pulled out the Xiuchundao from the ground. Before he could make the next move, Feng Ji had already begged for mercy: "Young hero, have mercy on me! Young hero, have mercy on me! I'm sorry, sir!" I am an eighty-year-old mother with a son who has just learned to walk. Please, for their sake, young hero, please spare my life!"
Feng Ji burst into tears as he spoke, but Zhang Ren spat on his face, "Bah!" Then, Zhang Ren pointed at the beggars around him who were being persecuted by the Tumen and said, "They also begged you like this, right? But have you given them a chance? You have parents, a wife and children, don’t they?"
Feng Ji shook his head and said: "Money, I have a lot of money here. As long as the young hero can spare my life, I will give all the money to the young hero!"
Zhang Ren's eyes were like fire, and he said: "So, how much money do you think can buy your dog's life? How much money can you make up for the people who have been tortured by you to the point of losing their lives?"
Before Feng Ji could speak, Zhang Ren had already given the answer: "Not enough! No amount is enough!"
