Ning Xiaoxiao will never forget the scene in front of her. It was a boy wearing a blood-colored straw raincoat and a straw hat. The background was a whole blood-stained village, with broken corpses everywhere. The boy's smile was very cold and scary, but at this moment, Ning Xiaoxiao was not afraid. This smile was like seeing hope for her.

"Sister, slap me."

Ning Xiaoxiao said to Ning Yuanyuan blankly. At this moment, Ning Xiaoxiao even suspected that her dream had not woken up yet, but at this moment, she hoped that her dream had woken up, and all this was true.

"Bang!"

Hearing this, Ning Yuanyuan smiled and slapped Ning Xiaoxiao in the face. Because she knew that her sister really needed this slap. This slap could let her sister know that all this was not a dream. They were really saved. Not only were they saved, but there was hope for the future. They would definitely survive and live well.

It hurts, it really hurts.

But Ning Xiaoxiao cried with joy. It was true, that dream was true.

"Let's go quickly!"

Looking at the two sisters in front of him, Wang Han said with a smile. He took the lead in walking out of the village.

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"Who did this? It was so cruel."

In the small village by the sea, the sheriff who came with dozens of policemen looked at the corpses all over the village and murmured in disbelief. The entire village in front of him, who were more than one meter tall, were killed, and all died tragically.

Looking at the sheriff sighing, an agent beside him spoke, "According to the oral narratives of the children who reported the case and the surviving children, the murderer is... just a man, wearing strange clothes made of pilaf poles and a strange hat weaving with bamboo strips. This is a sketch portrait we drew after asking. I'm afraid... it's not so easy to check."

After saying that, the agent handed a sketch to the sheriff.

"Report the news immediately." After taking the portrait handed over by his subordinates, he looked carefully. The sheriff gritted his teeth and said. He understood what his subordinates meant. The murderer was too cruel and extremely dangerous. I am afraid that the dozens of policemen here could deal with it. Reporting was the only way.

Hearing this, the agent under his command nodded and left.

"I must catch him back and bring him to justice."

After the agent left, the sheriff looked at the tragic death of the village and couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

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At the entrance of a market like a vegetable market, there are crowds of people, including black, white, and yellow-skinned people, but this is not a vegetable market, and there are no vendors who buy vegetables. This is a slave trading market. The slaves traded here are like pigs and dogs. They are just the finances of slave owners, and they can even be traded and given away continuously, so their lives are not protected by law.

At this time, not far from the door of the slave shopping mall, three short figures wearing straw raincoats and hats stopped and looked at the crowd surging around.

Among the people entering and leaving the slave market, white people accounted for 90%. Most of the remaining black people, with yellow skin, were tied up by the white people in front of them like livestock. Some were also wearing shackles and eyesless. Not only were some people pulling slaves out, but some people also grabbed slaves who were tortured to the point of being unbearable.

People passing by at the door looked at the three of them curiously, but they were not surprised by their outfits. This is a place for slaves to be sold, and there are many people who are afraid of being exposed. They are curious because this is the first time I have seen such outfits, which is quite innovative. In addition, the person among the three is a bit special. Even if they are several meters away, they can smell a strong and disgusting smell of blood on their bodies.

However, they are not afraid, and it does not prevent them from waiting and watching. In their minds, these are probably three people with abuse tendencies, so they want to cover up their identities. This is not a very strange thing.

Looking at the lively scene inside, it was no less than the peak hours of the morning market, especially when seeing the compatriots who were pulled out like a pig or dog, Wang Han clenched his fists. The strong anger and terrifying murderous intent even made Wang Han lose his mind.

"I'm scared!" Looking at the slave farm at the peak of life and the slaves who were pulled out, Ning Xiaoxiao became instinctively scared, and her little hands unconsciously pulled the corner of Wang Han's clothes and pulled it. Looking at this scene, she remembered some of her experiences with her sister here.

Here, they were pulled to one table after another, and then they were like selling animals in a market. The slave owner pulled them onto the table, said something they didn't understand and introduced them, asking them to do some movements, and kept watching, and then promoted the bidding.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, no one of these people can survive today." After being pulled by Ning Xiaoxiao, Wang Han came to his senses and said in a cold tone. He grabbed the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand.

[Hardening, ten times] When the heart moves, the sword becomes ten times harder, and it is already a magic weapon.

Since she learned from the Ning Xiaoxiao sisters that there was this place, Wang Han kept asking the two to come with him. She had already made up her mind to rescue all the sold-out tribes. Now that she has arrived, Wang Han has no curiosity, and no plans. She has only anger and just acts.

The people at the door of the slave market watched Wang Han pull out his sword, and everyone was stunned and quickly stayed away from the three of them, but they did not leave completely, but continued to watch. There was an idea in their minds that this person was here to seek revenge, but they didn't know who the enemy was.

【Accelerating, thirty times】

【Strength hanging, ten times】

I murmured in my heart, the next moment, Wang Han moved.

"call!"

Just as a strong wind blew, Wang Han disappeared into everyone's eyes in an instant.

"Clang!"

The rapid sound of swords sounded in the air. In an instant, people's heads flew up from the crowd far away from watching, and streams of blood shot up several meters high, and then dripped like blood rain. The onlookers fell down like wheat, and their eyes were blank in their rolling heads.

Wang Han rushed into the slave market from the door of the slave market. Wherever he passed, the heads rolled like rocks and landslides, and blood splashed like a waterfall, like a high-speed moving steel cable, constantly cutting off the heads and flying up. All that was left were those slaves with a confused look on their faces, dazed at the dead bodies everywhere.

Looking at the heads that kept splashing, some of the Ning Xiaoxiao and the other sisters were not afraid, but excited, comfortable, and liberation that was revenge, which was very satisfying.
Chapter completed!