The Huang family in Jiujiang County wants to develop a hegemonic body that can be created later.

"Unfortunately...there is not much gain."

It was precisely because there was not much gain that he could not get in. Later, the news spread.

Some of it may be due to lax confidentiality, and some may be because the Huang family of Jiujiang County wants to let other heroes in the world have a try.

As a result, the Xiang family, who had been living near Jiujiang, encountered a huge disaster.

Many people walking in the world changed their identities and took action secretly. Basically all the people in Xiangjia Village were killed. Various cruel and cruel researches were carried out for many rounds.

Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but clenched his fists silently as he thought about it.

People who study these things secretly do not talk about humanism or ethics.

Many of the methods were quite rough and harsh, and Zhang Mingtu felt a little uncomfortable when he recalled it. Later, he also killed many people because of this incident.

It's a pity that Xiangjia Village has been completely destroyed. Only a middle-aged man with a single eye and a limp survived in his memory. When Zhang Mingtu saw him, all that was left in the middle-aged man's eyes was hatred and malice.

"It should be not far away..."

Walking down the river, Zhang Mingtu didn't have a deep memory of where Xiangjia Village was, so he could only follow the general direction.

"I remember what the middle-aged man I met that year said. There are probably hundreds of people in Xiangjia Village. It is not a small village on the edge of Jiujiang. There have been many generations fishing on the river for a living. The glory of our ancestors back then has long been recorded in the pile of old papers.

It becomes smoke and no one remembers it..."

The whole incident was partly caused by Zhang Mingtu, so Zhang Mingtu was quite impressed by this incident. Looking back now, his heart is slightly palpitating.

"I guess the future brother feels a little guilty. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

Zhang Mingtu sighed softly, and suddenly heard the trumpet of a fisherman returning from his boat in the distance.

A stout middle-aged man was rowing at the bow of the boat, and a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old was pulling the net next to him. The young man's face was full of joy, and his hope for the future life could be vaguely seen in his eyes.

Zhang Mingtu's heart moved: "Found it!"
Chapter completed!