"Tell us the truth, and maybe we can spare your lives. If you don't, everyone will die."
Yang Li was feeling the cold touch on his neck, death looming over his head.
He was not afraid, but surprisingly calm.
He knew that even if they told them, these people would not let them go.
The moment Da Zhuang's mother opened her mouth, everyone's fate was sealed.
Yang Lizheng shed tears of regret.
He should have been more ruthless at the beginning and driven out this family of troubles despite the opposition of others.
Su girl was absolutely right. This family would kill them sooner or later.
That girl's words came true.
It's fate, it's their choice, no one else can be blamed.
"Dad." Yang Fu looked at these people in fear.
Yang Lu's body trembled, and he looked at the leading man in fear, "If we tell, can you let us go?"
The leading man agreed casually, "I'll think about it."
The knife is pointed at everyone and they have no right to negotiate.
At this time, Yang Lizheng spoke up, "Since you don't want to let us go, just kill us."
Some of the other villagers who were still in shock finally came to their senses and said loudly, "We'll die if we don't speak up, so there's nothing we can say."
However, they underestimated the means of these people.
The leading man gave a look and his subordinates behind him stepped forward and grabbed Da Zhuang.
"What are you doing?"
"Let my son go."
Da Zhuang's parents rushed forward and tried to take the child back, but were pushed down by their people.
Da Zhuang struggled, but with that little strength he had, he couldn't break free from the adult.
"Dad, Mom, save me."
Da Zhuang was tied up by the people below and dragged behind the horse.
The man on the horse whipped the horse, and the horse ran forward in pain. Da Zhuang was dragged behind on the bumpy official road covered with small stones. Within a few meters, Da Zhuang's back was covered in blood and there was bright red blood on the ground.
Da Zhuang's miserable cries echoed over the official road. The refugees in the distance saw it and quickened their pace to leave, fearing that they would get into trouble and lose their lives.
“Ahhh!”
Da Zhuang's mother rushed forward to try to stop them, but she couldn't get past them and could only watch her son being dragged and covered in blood.
"Let my son go, let him go. I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."
Da Zhuang's mother rushed to the leading man and begged for mercy in tears.
The leading man moved his legs away in disgust and said coldly, "If you don't tell me, your son will die."
Seeing that Da Zhuang Niang was about to speak, Yang Lizheng shouted angrily, "Da Zhuang Niang."
The leading man narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the knife in his hand moved accordingly, and the sharp knife slashed across Yang Lizheng's neck.
"father."
Yang Lizheng's sons were so frightened that they rushed forward to catch his body.
Yang Lizheng fell into the arms of his eldest son Yang Fu. He held his eldest son's hands tightly with both hands and stared at him intently.
He didn't say anything, but Yang Fu understood.
"father."
Seeing that his son understood, Yang Lizheng slowly closed his eyes.
The Yang family was heartbroken.
In order to save her son, Da Zhuang's mother didn't dare to hide anything and spilled the beans.
"After we changed the path, five people came to rob us, but we killed them together."
The leading man suddenly realized, he thought they were hiding something, it turned out to be this.
However, this should indeed be concealed.
After figuring it out, the leading man couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
"Are there any other clues?" asked the leading man.
Da Zhuang's mother shook her head. "No, no more. Please let my son go."
"Think about it again."
Da Zhuang's father thought of something and was about to speak when he heard Yang Lu's furious voice, "Yang Liu, you deserve to die. It's all because of you."
Yang Lu rushed towards Da Zhuang's parents like a madman.
Da Zhuang's father was interrupted by Yang Lu's roar and forgot to speak.
Yang Lu threw Da Zhuang's father to the ground and stabbed the dagger in his hand into his chest.
Those people just watched quietly, as if they were watching a monkey show.
Yang Fu took advantage of this opportunity, picked up his son, and rushed into the woods, shouting to the others, "Run, these people won't let us go."
The people of Xinghua Village woke up as if from a dream. They gave up everything and fled desperately into the mountains.
The leading man looked at the fleeing ants with a sneer on his lips. He had thought before that maybe he could give them a chance to live, but now it seems that this group of ants are ungrateful.
If that's the case, there's no need to keep it.
"Kill them all."
When the refugees who were not from Xinghua Village heard this, they did not realize that this sentence also included them.
What happened here today must not be revealed.
So these ants must all die.
The killing was going on on the official road, and Da Zhuang, who was being dragged by the horse, was already dead.
When the horse came back, Da Zhuang's mother rushed over and looked at her son's back, where the bones were exposed. She was heartbroken and cried out in a loud and mournful voice, "Son, my son."
The leading man glanced at the woman who was making the noise and felt annoyed.
"Noisy."
He didn't need to do anything. The man below stabbed her body with a knife, and instantly a bloody hole appeared in her chest. The man raised the knife again and stabbed her body back and forth several times, directly stabbing her into a bloody hole.
Until her death, Da Zhuang's mother held her child tightly in her arms.
"Don't kill us. We don't know anything."
"Help."
The refugees who were resting nearby or watching the excitement begged for mercy, but their pleas were of no avail.
“Ahhh.”
The screams continued.
They finally realized that this group of people would not let them go.
They no longer begged for mercy, but fled desperately into the mountains and in all directions.
The leading man felt a headache as he saw the refugees fleeing in all directions.
His subordinates were elite soldiers, and killing them was as easy as killing chickens and ducks. However, these people were good at escaping, and there were too many of them, which caused them considerable difficulties.
Even if they fled into the mountains and forests, with their weak bodies, they would not be able to escape as fast as these people.
They fell one after another. Some had their necks cut off, some had their bodies stabbed through. Those who fell were old, young, male, and female, all dead.
The stench of blood slowly enveloped the forest, as if the air was filled with the smell of blood.
Half an hour later, everyone returned to the team.
“Is it clean?”
"No one escaped." replied the little leader below.
"very good."
"Let's go to the place they said." The leading man said.
Although he knew that what they said was true, it didn't stop him from taking another walk. Perhaps he would make some unexpected discoveries.
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