Chapter 297 Do you want to live?
Yun Fu killed an overseer with one knife.
When the other supervisors around saw this, they drew their swords and rushed towards her.
He shouted, "This kid wants to rebel!"
"Quick, kill him!"
Yun Fu was calm and composed, her eyes were clear as a trace of emotion. A playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Just you? You want to kill me?"
Now that she had already started, Yun Fu no longer hid her strength.
With a flick of his sword, he killed another person.
The group of supervisors all had some skills, but Yun Fu was firing on all cylinders at this time. When she swung her knife, afterimages appeared, and those people could not catch her moves and movements at all.
In just a few breaths, several of them fell down.
Yun Fu's thin and small figure stood in the crowd. Her face was still sallow, but her aura was completely different now, as if she was a Shura god of death emerging from underground.
The remaining supervisors were frightened by her murderous aura.
The hands holding the swords were shaking uncontrollably. They were so scared of death that they dared not rush forward any further.
Yun Fu did not continue to take action. Instead, she used her eyes to scan the quarry workers who were also shocked by the sudden situation and had confused expressions.
He said loudly, "Don't you see clearly? These supervisors don't even consider us quarry workers as human beings! In their eyes, we are no more than ants that can be easily stepped on."
"If I keep going like this, I'll either starve to death, die of exhaustion, or be crushed to death by rocks. Since I'm going to die anyway, why do I have to die in such a miserable way?"
"We are all prisoners exiled to the Ghostly Prison. Why should we be enslaved by these people? Why should they eat and drink well and live a comfortable life, while we can only drink water soaked in wild vegetable leaves and smelly, moldy coarse grain cakes!"
"Do you want to live?"
Yun Fu's words touched the hearts of the quarry workers.
Look over there, He Yi is being pressed by a rock.
Perhaps, at some point, the person lying there, pressed by the stones, waiting to die in pain, was themselves.
"think!"
“We want to live!”
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When one person bravely shouts out, a second and a third person will follow.
We have been oppressed for too long.
That hatred in his heart finally burst out.
"Damn it! Fight them!"
"I've had enough of these bastards! I don't want to live in silence anymore!"
A large group of quarrymen gathered together, all holding picks and hammers in their hands.
Just when the conflict between the two sides was about to break out.
The leader of the group of overseers, Lord Black Tiger, arrived late with his men, still clutching a half-finished jar of wine. He staggered over drunkenly, "Why are you all making such a fuss instead of working? Don't you want to live anymore? Everyone will go hungry tonight. Don't give them a single bite to eat."
As he pushed through the crowd, cursing, he saw several bodies lying on the ground. He sobered up a bit and immediately shouted, "Who, who the hell killed that person! Get out here!"
Yun Fu raised her eyelids and replied lazily, "I killed them. So? Do you want to avenge them?"
Hei Hu's eyes widened and his expression froze. Why is it this kid?
He hadn't found a chance to seek revenge on this kid yet, and this kid had caused such a big trouble again.
As soon as he saw this boy, Hei Hu felt a dull pain in his chest from being kicked before.
"You kid, do you know how to write the word 'seeking death'? Do you know that behind this mining area is the Sansheng Hall of the Wangchuan Sect? If you become an enemy of the Sansheng Hall, you are seeking death!"
Black Tiger relied on the power of Wangchuan Sect and Sanshengtang to become tough.
In his opinion, no matter whether it is the seventh-class district, the fifth-class district, or the sixth-class district, no one would dare to be an enemy of the Wangchuan Sect.
This kid is new here. He must not know the existence of Wangchuan Sect, so he dares to be so arrogant.
Even the group of quarry workers fell into hesitation and panic because of what Lord Black Tiger said.
If they resist now, they will be making enemies with the entire Wangchuan Sect.
Looking over at Yun Fu, she pursed her lips indifferently, "Is the Wangchuan Sect really that powerful? If they're so powerful, why are they staying in this Ghostly Prison? Why don't they go to Shengjing? Is it because they don't like it?"
The smile on Hei Hu's lips froze, and his face flushed red. "What do you know? Our leader can communicate with ghosts and gods. He already has thousands of followers, and in the future, there will be more followers joining."
Yun Fu sneered at him twice: "In that case, let's see if this leader who can communicate with ghosts and gods can rescue your soul from the Hall of Hell!"
After saying that, Yun Fu raised her little arm and slashed his neck with a knife.
After chopping it, he kicked it with disgust.
The death of Lord Black Tiger.
The morale of the quarry workers was rekindled.
They all raised the tools they usually used for quarrying and rushed towards the remaining supervisors.
There was originally a huge disparity in the number of people on both sides.
In addition, there was a reversal in momentum between the two sides.
Of the thirty or forty supervisors, more than twenty died, and the rest were all captured alive and tied up.
Wait until the situation is under control.
Everyone began to discuss how to rescue He Yi who was trapped under the rock.
"Why don't we find a few strong people and work together to see if we can lift this big rock and rescue Mr. He."
"Even eight or nine people would have a hard time lifting such a large rock. The key is that with so many people working together, it's hard to exert force. If there's even a slight mistake, Mr. He might get hurt again."
…
Just as everyone was discussing how to move the stone and rescue the person safely.
Yun Fu walked around the big rock, observed the surrounding situation, and waved her hand to let the crowd disperse.
Everyone was puzzled.
I saw that thin figure approaching the stone, finding a small gap under the stone, squatting down, standing firmly in a horse stance, reaching his hands up into the gap, holding them tightly, and suddenly shouting.
She overturned the huge rock.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Like pieces of wood, they stood there in a daze, their faces filled with shock.
"So, we're moving away?"
"Alone? He's alone?"
…
Yun Fu has become accustomed to the various looks from others.
She calmly brushed the dust off her hands, bent her knees and squatted to check He Yi's injuries.
After a quick check, the two eyebrows that were deliberately drawn thick were subconsciously twisted together.
He Yi's injury was much more serious than she had imagined.
They might not be able to hold on, so she tried to find a way to bring them into the space and rescue them.
Yun Fu is not a god, and she cannot save anyone.
"Mr. He, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
It seemed that He Yi didn't have much time left.
All Yun Fu can do now is to see if she can help him fulfill some of his wishes.
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