In a world without extraordinary powers, all people are "equal". Having more people becomes an advantage. So no matter what, the upper levels have to consider the feelings of the people at the bottom.
But in a world with extraordinary power, when power is everything, and the awakened ones can fight one against a thousand, or one against ten thousand, and the gap between people is greater than that between people and animals, then the number of people has no effect. Life, no one cares about it.
Therefore, when the farce in the slums became so big, no official took action or came to stop it.
After all, this is just the most remote area of the Federation, a low-level city, a slum...
In a way, these poor people are not even "people". Because they live in a gray area, they are not even counted in household registration.
And precisely because of this, they were faced with the pressing steps of more than a hundred gang members armed with weapons. When faced with being surrounded by more than twenty warriors, when faced with an awakened person standing coldly and suppressing the formation not far away. The resistance teams that had worked so hard to organize in the streets of the slums could only hold shovels and retreat step by step, retreat, and retreat again.
And Miaomiao was also in the crowd, being pushed into a corner step by step.
Looking at the ferocious faces of the gang members opposite, their gleaming weapons, and the evil smiles on their lips, all the poor people could do was to keep their hands steady and their legs less trembling.
Miaomiao, on the other hand, may be able to do a little more, and that is to pray constantly in her heart...
"Mr. Devil, Mr. Devil...didn't you say you would send your messenger to help us? Mr. Devil...where are you..."
"Mr. Devil. Mister Devil. Save your servant."
But as expected, her prayers did not receive any answer...
After forcing the people into a corner, the leader of the gang, a warrior, stood up and spoke, "The three-day period has arrived."
"Now...are you going to make friends or not?"
After he finished speaking, the poor people fell silent.
After a moment, a bold young man spoke up and said, "This, sir. None of us have ever done this. How can we make friends..."
Hearing his words, the warrior smiled "haha" and said, "It seems that you are planning to help her hide it."
"Then...don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
When he said this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he waved his hand, and more than twenty warriors immediately took a step forward, bursting with momentum, and surrounded them. The gangsters rushed forward with machetes and weapons in their hands.
Seeing that the gang really wanted to take action, some of the poor people raised their farm tools and wanted to resist in a panic, some wanted to run away hastily, and some had closed their eyes, not daring to look at the blood that was about to splatter. that moment.
And just then.
Suddenly, a weak female voice shouted loudly, "Wait, wait a minute!"
Reality is not a TV show, no one will stop just because a girl yells.
So, she mustered up the courage and shouted again, "Wait a minute! I am the murderer!!"
This time, everyone present heard it.
The gang members who were about to slash with their swords hesitated this time, and then heard the leading warrior shout, "Stop!"
They stopped immediately with dissatisfaction on their faces, but still held the knives in their hands and looked at the poor people eagerly.
At this time, the poor people all looked at the girl in the crowd who had just shouted in surprise.
At this time, the chubby middle-aged aunt next to the girl was completely dumbfounded.
She couldn't help but pull the girl, and then said, "Nanny. Are you crazy? What are you doing? You don't recognize this casually!"
Miaomiao looked at the fat aunt beside her, smiled miserably, and said, "Fat aunt. I really did this."
After saying that, she glanced at all the neighbors with her weak eyes, then bowed deeply and said firmly, "I'm sorry, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters."
"I really did this. I shouldn't have to implicate everyone."
Seeing her like this, the poor people present didn't know what to say.
After bowing, Miaomiao straightened up, bit her lip, and then took a step, ready to walk out.
As a result, when she took one step forward, she felt as if someone was grabbing her hand.
She looked back and saw it was Fat Aunt.
The fat aunt pulled her, and then said anxiously and distressedly, "Nanny, don't think about it. Even if you did it, do you think they will let us go if you go out?"
"They're just looking for a reason," she said.
"They have long disliked our streets."
"All other neighborhoods have to pay them protection fees and listen to them."
"They took a fancy to some women, so they snatched them back and played with them. When they got tired of playing with them, they sent them back to the gongs and drums."
"They are all beasts and scum!"
"Only our streets are relatively united. They don't want to waste more effort, so they don't bother to care about us."
"Now, I just found a suitable reason."
"Without you, there would be other reasons that would become the trigger."
"So, it's useless for you to go out."
Miaomiao couldn't help but froze when she heard the fat aunt's words.
She was so simple-minded that she really didn't think so much.
She only thought that if she stood up, she could save everyone.
At this moment, the leader of the gang warrior smiled and waved to her, saying, "Don't listen to that auntie's nonsense. We have nothing to do with you."
"Everything our gang does is to maintain order in the entire ghetto."
"Now that there is a murder in the slums, of course we have to investigate."
"So, as long as you come out, we won't pursue anyone else."
After hearing his words, Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, then she took a deep breath, turned to Fat Aunt and said firmly, "Fat Aunt, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false."
"Even if I hide in the crowd, if they really attack me, I still won't be able to escape, right?"
"Let me try."
The fat aunt looked at Miaomiao's eyes, and she always felt that... in such a short day, the girl in front of her seemed to have changed. I have grown up and become stronger...
At this time, Miaomiao was not as strong as she appeared. Her hands were clenched tightly and her legs were a little weak.
She suppressed her fear and walked out from the separated crowd, while silently continuing to pray in her heart, "Mr. Devil...Mr. Devil...save me, save us... ..."
Just like that, she walked out of the crowd.
As soon as she walked out of the crowd, the warrior grabbed her wrist.
The warrior looked at her and asked, "Did you really kill the person? Did you also steal the things?"
Miaomiao nodded.
The warrior looked her up and down suspiciously and asked, "How do you prove it?"
Miaomiao said with a trembling voice, "I took away a total of 40 crystals and 30,000 lini."
"Among the 40 crystals, there are 25 ordinary crystals, 7 blue crystals, 5 red crystals, and 1 black crystal..."
After hearing what Miaomiao said, the warrior's eyes lit up. It obviously matches the details of the case.
In addition, the clues obtained previously indicate that the murderer is indeed a girl.
Therefore, although I don't understand how this weak girl killed so many people.
But the warrior still believed that she should be the mastermind or insider of the case!
Thinking like this, he couldn't help but look back at Fat Aunt, and then said with a evil smile, "You're right. We really just need to find an excuse."
As he spoke, he ordered the gang members mercilessly, "Kill all the men. You can play with the women as you wish. But remember to handle them well!"
After saying that, he laughed "haha" and dragged Miaomiao out.
After hearing his words, Miaomiao shouted "No!" and then struggled to go back to protect those neighbors.
But her weak strength was too weak compared to that warrior.
Despite her desperate attempts to break free, the warrior's hand holding her was like a vise, barely moving.
And right in front of her, the gang members had raised their butcher knives high and slashed at the innocent neighbors!
Those neighbors were almost unable to resist under the butcher's knife.
In just two or three blows, the armor and weapons in his hands were cut off. He could only run away in a hurry.
The gang members stretched out their big hands one by one, grabbed them, and raised their butcher knives with grins!
Miaomiao felt that everything in front of her eyes seemed to be blurred by tears. She screamed like a swan, "No! No! Mr. Devil! Save us! Please save us!"
"Mr. Devil?"
His voice echoed on the street. The warrior was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled that he seemed to have never heard of the name "devil".
So he didn't care and just wanted to pull Miaomiao away.
And at this critical moment!
Sudden!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Countless piercing sounds!
A stream of feathered arrows came like rain, accurately shooting at the gang members who were massacring the poor.
Because of the sudden attack, and the heavy force of the arrows.
So I just heard "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" Several muffled sounds.
The dozen or so gang members who were slashing in front were all hit by arrows and fell to the ground!
And among these dozen arrows, one was shot at the warrior who was holding Miaomiao.
But that warrior was obviously a little master. So he jumped up and dodged the arrow.
Suddenly encountering such a big change, he was frightened, but also had a ferocious look on his face, shouting into the dark night sky, "Who the hell attacked us!"
And just as he was saying this, suddenly, a man's cold voice came from the distance, "Kill!"
Along with that voice, a tall woman with a dark body suddenly jumped out of the dark shadow.
She was like an elf in the night, holding a broad sword in her hand, and then she drew the sword with a "stab~" sound.
The clamoring warrior's body was slashed in half...
Feeling a sharp pain coming over him, he felt his upper body slipping to the ground. The warrior turned around with an unbelievable expression on his face.
The last scene of his life was: a tall, demon-like shadow warrior with a bloody black sword on his shoulder, standing next to the girl like a patron saint.
The two figures, one big and one small, became the last scene in his life...
