Chapter 279: Without my consent, she will not die

r circle of friends.as she said, there are great scholars in talking and laughing, but there are no white people in contact with each other!"forget it if you don't help me. I'll throw a stone at the b...Women are all frightened, with tears on the corners of their eyes, and men have scars on their bodies more or less, and some even have a broken hand and half a foot!

"second Brother, is this the legendary thunderbolt"

knowing that his second brother Han Wei was well-informed, Bai Qianqian hurriedly asked.

Han Wei's ears are still buzzing, but he heard some of them and shook his head at the moment: "where is the weapon of thunderbolt hall so powerful"

"this is a thunder!" More than two thousand people were suddenly blown to pieces, dead and injured. It's terrible! "

Wuzhi started his pace with an expressionless face, although Wuzhi already knew the power of black gunpowder the first time it was made.

however, looking at the corpses everywhere in front of him and the screaming soldiers crawling on the ground, Wuzhi felt more or less resistant.

but soon, the conflict was completely discarded.

he picked up a knife from the ground and handed it to a stout-looking woman. He said to her, "these people kill and loot and do everything evil." I think you will be here, and your family, relatives and friends have been killed by them. If you want revenge, do it now. "

Wuzhi made a start for these victims, when the first woman to grab the knife, after a brief shock. Two eyes are covered with hatred!

looking at the enemies in front of her, she resolutely grabbed a knife and rushed up, slashing down at the soldiers who were still crying on the ground.

soon, many men and women among these persecuted people stood up, grabbed the knives on the ground, and sent all the soldiers who had not been blown up to hell!

"stay back, stay back!"

the sudden shout drew Wuzhi's attention to the past.

A soldier stood ferociously at the door of the east wing room with a knife in his hand.

he put a sharp knife across a little girl's neck.

the little girl looks about 12 or 13 years old, with red lips and white teeth, delicate skin and exquisite facial features.

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if she is a few years older, she will be a beauty who captivates sentient beings.

she came out of the east wing. I think the commander was going to face her in the east wing just now!

the soldier obviously knew the identity of the little girl. He put a knife across the girl's neck and shouted at the people next to her.

"I know she is the main widow of your Liangjiazhuang! If any of you dare come here, I'll kill her! Destroy the roots of your Liang family! "

the stout woman who took the lead in cutting people with a knife ran nervously to the two and hurriedly said, "if you let her go, I'll let you go!" Otherwise, you will die here like these people! "

the soldier scolded, "do you think I'm a fool" Get out of here! If you come any closer, I'll cut off her hand first! "

the stout woman backed back in horror and turned white: "she's just a child. Can't you spare a child"

"Ha ha! Since Laozi followed the Grand Leader, from an 80-year-old man to a child of a few years old, who hasn't been killed "

the soldier looked down at the little girl in his arms, stuck out his tongue and licked his slippery face: "Hey!" Then again, I have never killed such a clever little girl. If you can die with me, you can always play with you in the underworld! "

"really"

"she can't die without my consent." Not far from

came the sound of Wuzhi suddenly.

the moment the soldier turned his head, Wuzhi trampled heavily on the ground and his body rushed like a cheetah!

although Wuzhi is not good at light work, let alone superb physical skills, he pours his whole body into his feet with the help of the reaction force of his feet on the ground.

all of a sudden, people only see a polar shadow flashing in the air, and a touch of cold light!ing could not help but think of Wuzhi's strong muscles.the masculine body and the unique smell of Wuzhi give Zhi Ling, who has no experience and knows nothing about feelings, a very strange taste, but...