Here Lies The Wicked

The sudden scream is the beginning of all the shock.

Without that scream, the villagers would not have gone back to the village.

That soon became a consensus for all.

“I wonder if you've noticed a detail? ”

“When the villagers ran back to the village, they yelled that one of the villagers had disappeared. Assuming that the scream heard earlier came from the missing villager, and the worst guess was that the missing villager had been killed... If, I mean, if we try to stop the scream, that is, find a way to stop the villager from being killed, you say...”

The man wanted to go on, but was immediately stopped by his peers. He immediately understood the intention of coming to the peers. Now everyone wants to go to the mountains. Everyone is in a competitive relationship. Some things and intelligence can only be discussed internally.

One less person knows the intelligence, one less competitor.

Next, several forces began to come together, and the executives met… and when they saw the curtain and pondered for a moment, they quickly figured out what they intended to meet.

These forces should want to share intelligence and find a way into the mountains.

Because it's impossible to get into the mountains, even if there are more opportunities, it's all for nothing!

But right now, he's more concerned about another issue.

If the previous person's assumptions were correct, if we stop the villagers from screaming and killing them, we can stop everything from happening, then the problem is, unless what happens in this village is a continuous cycle that starts from week to week, they will have the opportunity to break this cycle.

It's like taking the lead in stopping the killer from killing before he shows up on the tape.

And when it comes to recycling… refreshing rice on farmland seems to be the correct recycling assumption of the validator.

But to truthfully prove this assumption, you can only be sure if you go through the same scene again at night...

Until then, however, he had one more thing to settle.

Think of it, square eyes, looking at the three people who were touched by the big stone in his chest.

The sudden change last night caused these people to pause their search for him, but they did not relax their vigilance, and they will certainly continue to find him during the next day.

At first, Fang also did not expect that everyone would be trapped in a small village, so he is now in a passive situation. The village is just a little bigger. If the other party really wants to find him three feet from the plow, he will soon be exposed.

……

In the distance, the party was forced to crush the chest and the big stone touched the porcelain nasal bluish face of three people, then suddenly back cold, beating a spiritual.

The three of them seem to have an illusion, they are like weak lambs, suddenly the natural enemy tigers are being viciously targeted!

The three of them turned their heads in panic, but no suspicious targets were found behind them.

“Reed, Dunbar, Oliver, what happened to you? Follow up quickly. The captain wants to see you and ask you more about what happened yesterday outside. ”

Companions of the same organization, walking forward, turned to the troika of nasal blue-faced swelling that suddenly stopped moving.

When I heard the "captain” in the mouth of my companion, the blue-faced threesome suddenly faded white, like this “captain” brought them a sense of oppression, more terrible than the natural enemy tiger, the three dared not be lazy, rushed to follow.

This is the closest house to the end of the village, and it occupies a lot of land, and it looks like the original owner, the rich family of the village, is the rich family.

There is now a consensus among the entire village that the closer the building is to the end of the village, the stronger the presence.

The further away from the village tail, the more marginalised the ordinary power.

Because the end of the village is the only way into the mountains.

Taking control of the tail of the village is the only way to get to the mountains where the rest of the forces live.

It is now recognized that the biggest ones that do not provoke the most are concentrated in the direction of the village tail.

At this moment, Reed, Dunbar and Oliver followed their companions into this huge civilian house.

The lights in the house are dim, even in broad daylight, the doors and windows are closed, and people who seem to live here do not like the glare.

It was also the first time that three people entered the house, and the three appeared to be a little trembling.

They would not have been high-ranking figures, otherwise they would not have been arranged to do trivial things, and then they would have been slashed into porcelain by the big stone on the chest, and the house that blocks the rain is a privilege only enjoyed by the high-ranking.

From a bright spot into a pitch-black room, blinding instantly.

Click, click...

The three of them had numb scalps and heard a large mouthful of chewing coming out of the house, as if someone was eating and chewing bones into their stomach with meat.

Blindness was only a brief moment, and soon, the three of them regained sight, and in the darkest part of the house, a man was sitting behind a table, the sound of a bone bite, coming from exactly what the man was eating.

In the dark room, you can't see exactly what the man is eating, you can only blur out the shape of the leg of an unknown creature.

The house smelled bloody.

But there are not just one man in the house, there are several people in the house who have been tortured and severely injured and are dying.

If Fang is here, he can certainly recognize these people. It is Heiner, Lyla, Channon and others who have been separated since entering Blessed Land.

When he saw three people entering the house, the man continued to bite the food in his hand until he finally finished eating it, and the man looked up at the three.

Eyes are like starving wolves, glittering in the darkness.

“Regardless of the interrogation, these Southeast Asians have been refusing to give information about the village and have been saying that they do not know. What do you think is the truth about what they say?” Men who cannot be seen in the darkness, whose voices are like sand and dumb with traumatic vocal cords, are hard to hear.

The three men dared not speak, and their bodies trembled in fear.

They don't know why the captain who is putting so much pressure on them suddenly asks such a strange question instead of asking them the details of being seriously injured outside?

But all three dared not speak casually, their hands and feet were cold, they dared not look at the man in the dark, they were deeply afraid to say anything wrong, and they angered each other.

The joy of this man is uncertain and bloodthirsty. He has always had the nickname "butcher”.

The man in the dark, seemingly never thought to get the answer from the three of them, saw the three of them bow their heads and dare not speak, he was not angry, but picked up the handkerchief, as if he had done a wipe in the dark.

The smell of blood in the darkness is stronger.

“If you were to be questioned, by whatever means, would you be able to extract the information I wanted from the mouths of these Southeast Asians? ”