Liaodong.

In the deep mountains of Forgotten River.

After confirming that these gangsters were not mountain ghosts, the Gu Guan brothers were the first to lose their fear.

"A bunch of pretentious guys!"

"Hit me!"

"Beat him to death!"

"Fuck him!"

So what if you are a savage? What if you have big feet, a big body, and are covered in scales? These jailers who travel all over the country are not afraid even if a tiger appears, let alone a savage!

These ten wolves were all stunned at once.

The cave is not big to begin with. If three hundred people rush in, where will they have room to move? Based on their skills and familiarity with the mountains of Wangchuan, they can definitely escape if they are given a small gap.

Go. Three hundred people can't keep them...

pity.

Gu Guan and the others have already dealt with this.

What gap?

There's not even room for a fly to fly out!

beat!

beat!

Dry!

At the beginning, these ten wolves could still struggle a few times.

But when you think about the dozens of people who have been tortured to death by them these past few days, as well as the dozens of people who were kidnapped, is there more than just a little bit of hatred?

Punches and kicks.

Soon, after more than ten minutes, all ten scorpions were already on the ground.

"Pull it out!"

Gu Guan shouted angrily, and the gang of wolves were dragged to the open space outside, with ropes all tied around their bodies.

His teeth and claws were bared, his face was ferocious, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

What's the roar of this deer?

and the heavy breathing of three hundred jailers.

And their hateful eyes.

happy!

This time, they were really happy!

Is this the one who tortured them for so long and kept them from sleeping well for seven days in a row?

"Master Liu, Gu Guan is convinced!"

At this time, Gu Guan hugged his fists fiercely.

Liu Zheng smiled faintly: "How can there be so many ghosts and gods in the mountains? Take them away!"

Gu Guan waved his hand: "Take it away!"

It was quite easy for three hundred people to carry ten pigs. The three hundred jailers were singing and beaming all the way. The ten pigs they were carrying were like carrying ten pigs to be killed during the New Year.

This scene made Liu Zheng laugh.

...

"They haven't come back yet?"

"Will it work or not?"

"Don't offend Grandpa Mountain God!"

"Yes, this road will be really difficult!"

Here, one hundred thousand prisoners are ready to move again. Even in broad daylight, the fear still cannot dissipate.

The people who were causing the most ferocious commotion began to murmur again and look at each other.

At this time, there were only one hundred jailers guarding them! But there were one hundred thousand of them! Moreover, although ten days had passed, they had not gone too far into the Lethe Valley. At this time, they were the ones guarding them.

It’s a good time to resist! As for whether it will affect the family back home? There is almost no need to consider this. As long as these jailers all die here, they will make up various reasons to explain everything!

"Dry?"

"Dry!"

Several people threw the wooden sticks in their hands, and a sinister look flashed in their eyes.

"Let me know, we'll do it soon!"

"Yes, those two hundred people must be dead! Do it!"

A group of people are ready to make a move.

"Stop muttering together!"

"What are you mumbling about!"

"Everyone spread out, don't gather, don't gather!"

One hundred jailers noticed something was wrong among the prisoners and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at each other.

Just do it!

"Dry!"

"Brothers, hit me!"

"kill!"

Many people got up in anger.

However, at this moment, the two hundred, jubilant team came back.
Chapter completed!