Chapter 397: Who do you think you are? (Fourth update!)

Style: Heros Author: Whispering JianghuWords: 2202Update Time: 24/01/12 07:12:11
The crazy crowd was dispersed by guards holding knives, but there were only a few bloody corpses left on the spot, especially Valk's corpse, which was only a pool of flesh and blood. It was so smashed that it was impossible to tell. Was once a person.

Blood stained everyone's hands and clothes, as well as the stones still held in their hands.

They did not go far, standing aside scatteredly, and became silent again.

He looked silently at the corpses on the ground, silently at the guards of the Governor's Mansion with swords in their hands, and the middle-aged man with a big belly - Patrolman Woodrow.

"This...my Valk!" Woodrow stepped forward and looked at the pool of blood and flesh on the ground. Only the clothes stained red by blood and the knight's badge that had been trampled into the gravel could identify him. His face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body was trembling with fat. His outstretched hands stopped in mid-air, he took a few deep breaths, his expression gradually became ferocious and angry, and his eyes fiercely slashed at everyone present. Man, gritted his teeth and said: "Who is it! Who killed my Valk!"

Those who looked like stones stained red by blood still looked at him silently, but this time they did not timidly or retreat, and they did not even put down the stones in their hands.

The scene was very quiet, not a sound could be heard.

Mag looked at the bloated Woodrow, and it seemed that he was the person standing behind Valk. He had been running rampant for many years and committed many evil deeds. He was undoubtedly the biggest protector and promoter.

As for how much benefit he could get from Valk's evil deeds, it is unknown, but the number of people who died and suffered oppression and humiliation because of him was no less than that of Valk.

He doesn't do evil with his own hands, but he is the real devil.

"It's me." Just when Mag was about to speak out, the old man who was the first to step forward took a step forward, looked at Woodrow and gritted his teeth and said, "I killed him, and I even bit off one of his The ear is in my belly now, do you want to cut open my belly and take a look?"

Woodrow looked at the old man with blood on his face and pieces of meat between his teeth. His lips trembled. He pointed at him and said angrily: "How could you, an old man, kill Valk? But how dare you eat his ears?" He was caught by me, his ears were cut off, and he was sent to Basti Prison!"

"I have worked in the mines all my life. Two of my sons died in the mines three years ago. Our family paid everything for the crystal mines in the City of Chaos. Today, they raped my daughter-in-law and even my six-year-old son. My granddaughter was not spared. My daughter-in-law hanged herself while holding her granddaughter, but no one gave me any justice! I live to this day just to kill this bastard Valk one day. I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood. , Chew his bones!" The old man looked at Woodrow with blood-red eyes, pointed a severed finger at him and shouted heartbreakingly: "Patron patrol? You dog officer, you will have your retribution!"

"Catch him! Shut him up!" Woodrow was shaking with anger, and two guards on the side stepped forward with knives.

"I'll wait for you down there. If Valk dies, you'll die too! Dog Officer, I'll wait for you." The old man glanced at Mag behind the crowd and hit Woodrow to death. in front of.

Woodrow looked at the old man's body, which was staring straight at him, and subconsciously took two steps back. A creepy feeling rose up from his back, and the two sentences the old man said before his death kept echoing in his mind. .

Valk is dead, who is next?

Woodrow felt a little panicked.

"Who killed Valcke! If you guys dare to cover up the murderer, I will put you all in Basti Prison and let you endure all kinds of torture there. You will never get out in this life!" Woodrow forced himself. Calmly, among the guards, he looked at everyone and asked coldly.

"It was me. I smashed his finger with a stone. He took my sister away. Three days later I found her in the river. I thought I heard her say she was cold, but she couldn't speak anymore. I Bury her, and then, I want to kill him." A young man who looked as thin as a bamboo pole took a step forward, holding a finger tightly in his hand. He looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old. But he has a calmness that belies his age.

"It was me, I took out his eyeballs, just like he took out my mother's eyeballs..."

A man stood up, looked at Woodrow, and told the past events one after another without any fear.

"It seems that it would be easier for him to let him die like that." Mag glanced at the corpse of the old man lying on the ground, as well as the people who came out one by one, and sighed in his heart, and a feeling of anger emerged from it. His heart began to rise.

He knew that darkness existed even in the city of chaos, and that even a modern legal society could not achieve light everywhere. How could this city, which was groping forward in the rule of law and equality, completely avoid it.

But he never thought that this darkness could be such a man-eating whirlpool. The same tragedy was repeated over and over again. Although they lived in such a city known for equality and rules, their lives did not receive any respect. .

The scumbag who died in his hands and the guy who became his protection really deserved to die.

Woodrow looked at the people coming out one by one. He used to see them as skinny black rats, but now they have an almost crazy look in their eyes. People who are no longer afraid of death are the most terrifying.

"Master Patroller, that's the guy who kicked Colin away. He must have killed Master Valk! Even if there are more of these black rats, there is absolutely no way they can be the opponent of Mr. Valk, otherwise they wouldn't We waited until today to do it." At this moment, a thin young man standing next to Woodrow pointed at Mag behind the crowd and shouted.

Woodrow's eyes turned to Mag, showing a hint of surprise. This man didn't belong here at first glance. Why would such a thing suddenly break out in a place that was always calm like a pool of stagnant water? Even Valk was dead? This guy was most likely the culprit. He waved his hand and said, "Catch him!"

"That guy challenged me and was killed by me in the duel. According to the laws of the City of Chaos, you have no reason to arrest me." Mag stood there, looking at Woodrow and said calmly: "Besides, you should be worried now How do you arrange your own affairs after you have done so many evil things? I think you will die as miserably as he did."

Woodrow watched Mag laugh so hard that he bent over and laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. Finally, he suddenly stood up straight, all the smiles on his face disappeared, and he pointed at the puddle on the ground. Flesh gritted his teeth and said: "I don't have a son. Valk has been with me since he was five years old. I raised him as my son. I planned to let him inherit everything I have and let him support me until I die. But you killed him." He didn't even leave me a complete body.

I'm going to kill you, chop you and that little girl up and feed them to the dogs, so that you know what the pain of losing a child is.

And these black rats, I will put them all in Basti Prison and never think about it again in this life.

Here, I, Woodrow, am the king, and no one can disobey me!

Who do you think you are? "