"This...is not in accordance with the rules." Yan Qi said in a deep voice. He finally understood why Fang Zhiyi brought those victims with him. He was obviously very confident about this surprise attack.
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him. "Why, you want to take them back for public trial? Aren't you afraid of scaring the children? Or do you want some tangible achievements?"
Yan Qi snorted and turned away. He didn't want any achievements, he just wanted to get things done.
At this time, the remaining bandits were extremely panicked when they saw the angry people. As two soldiers threw a large bundle on the ground, making a metallic collision sound, their hearts were in their throats.
As the bundle was opened, it was filled with torture instruments, the kind that would make one's scalp tingle just by looking at them.
Fang Zhiyi watched Yan Qi walk away, then turned to the men with the surname Qi and said, "I have only one request: we don't let them die too easily." Then he turned to the new recruits and said, "Open your eyes and see clearly. These guys are bandits."
Even though some people's legs were weak, they still stared at the tied-up bandits, and Fang Zhiyi spoke again.
"In April of the Mao year, the Shanghezhuang Mu family was attacked by bandits. The old man was tied up, and the young woman..." As he spoke, everyone present fell silent. He actually memorized all the contents of the injustice!
As he spoke without any emotion, the people who had been feeling mixed emotions at first now looked at the bandits with eyes full of hatred.
The bandits finally became afraid. The enemies they had killed at will in the past were now butchers holding torture instruments. They begged loudly, with feces and urine flowing everywhere, but they were unable to stop the vengeful blade.
It was not until dawn that the last bandit died with a look of pain on his face. During the whole process, Fang Zhiyi specially arranged for a military doctor to provide simple treatment to ensure that they would not die quickly.
"Is revenge meaningful?" Yan Qi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sun. The other soldiers were the same as him. They had listened to the screams all night long, and they felt a little scared, but also a little happy.
"Some people say that revenge leaves one feeling empty, but so what? At least we should take revenge first." Fang Zhiyi said calmly.
A man named Qi walked up to them and knelt down, followed by the second and third. They kowtowed, their faces full of smiles and tears.
"In this era, connections are more important than any nice words," Fang Zhiyi said.
Yan Qi glanced at him and nodded. What would be the consequences if he became an enemy of this person?
Fang Zhiyi's next move interrupted his thoughts: "That's enough! Don't just stand there! Let's go! Get rich!"
Yan Qi almost couldn't breathe, and Fang Zhiyi's previously high-ranking figure suddenly became materialistic.
But he was willing to listen to Fang Zhiyi. For some reason, he always felt that following him would be right. As for these bandits... they really deserved to be killed!
The news that Black Wind Village was wiped out overnight spread, and other bandits went to investigate. They found that all the bandits in Black Wind Village had been killed, and the bandit leader and his subordinates had all been tortured to death. Their bodies were hung at the gate of the village, which made people's hearts tighten.
The news spread like wings, sweeping across the mountains surrounding Xicheng in an instant. Now almost everyone knew that Xicheng had a security group to suppress bandits.
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