Chapter 26 The Hell-Like Slaughterhouse

There is a dangerous place on the hillside of Montenegro.

The chokepoints leading to the interior are not only blocked by rows of wooden stakes, but every distance you walk, you can see the towers erected, which is quite like a military base.

Jun Changxiao walked in the narrow passage, not in the mood to observe, and secretly said: "I killed someone."

Yes.

He killed, killed two.

Traveling to the Starfall Continent and being a martial artist again, this kind of thing will have to be experienced sooner or later.

"strangeness."

Jun Chang smiled inexplicably and said, "I cut off Elder Wei's arm on the platform of grievances. I almost vomited blood when I saw it. Why didn't I respond the first time I killed him?"

Killing two thieves one by one with one sword, a comparison in a stable state of mind from beginning to end.

The system explained: "Because the host has adapted to the new identity, and has enough knowledge of the Starfall Continent where the weak eat the strong, he will be able to handle things calmly."

"Oh."

Jun Changxiao understood.

Throwing away the distracting thoughts, he began to look at the surrounding environment, and secretly said: "This place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the only entrance is blocked by layers. It is very difficult to attack."

No.

The government and various factions suffered a lot here.

"Come on!"

A bandit urged in a cold voice in front, and dozens of bandits followed behind with knives and guns, all glaring at Jun Changxiao.

The two companions were killed. They were going to swarm up and chop this guy into meat sauce, but the boss ordered him to be brought into the cottage, and he could only suppress the idea.

"Third brother, what did the boss think, why didn't the brothers do it, but let him into the mountain!"

"This guy is the head of the Iron Bone faction. The big boss should take into account the status of the rivers and lakes, so he didn't let us do it."

"Bah, such a thing, will it be the head of a faction?"

"I have been in Qingyang County for so long, and I have never seen the sect boss. He will be a little guy who doesn't even grow his hair."

As the bandits talked, they talked about Jun Changxiao's identity as the head of the sect, and they all agreed that this guy is very tender and has no reason to be the leader of a faction.

"Hey."

Sect Master Jun sighed.

At that moment, he could not wait to poke the words 'I am the head' on his forehead to show that he is indeed the boss of the Iron Bone faction!

"Brothers, do you think this guy is impersonating?"

"If he dares to impersonate and is exposed by the big boss, he will definitely be worse off than death."

"Hey, I hope it's a fake, so that I can appreciate the torture methods of the big boss again!"

Escorted by dozens of bandits, Jun Changxiao passed through the layers of guards and stopped in front of a gate made of wood with three big characters 'Heifengzhai' engraved on it.

Gee.

The thieves have all established their villages.

"Open the door!"

"Crench!"

The two wide wooden doors were slowly pushed open, and the leading bandit said lightly, "Boy, come in with me."

Jun Changxiao started to enter the stockade.

...

The interior of Heifengzhai is larger than that of the Iron Bone Pie, and there are many simple wooden houses on both sides.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as Jun Changxiao walked in, he heard the sound of whipping.

In the open space in the distance, there were five wooden stakes, and five men with disheveled clothes were tied to each other.

A topless, muscular bandit slapped one of them with a whip, only the sound of the whip, but not the screams.

Jun Changxiao frowned slightly.

He knew that those who were whipped did not scream because they were dying.

"Save...Save me..." A weak moan and groan suddenly came from his ear.

Jun Changxiao lowered his head, a man slowly squirmed on the ground, his legs had been amputated, and two long bloodstains were dragged out. pain,

It was as if he knew he was going to die, but wanted to live.

"Push!"

The sword fell, and the head rolled off.

The bandit raised his big knife, kicked his head into the brazier full of carbon slag, and scolded, "Fuck running around without legs."

"Brother Niu, anyway, that guy will die sooner or later, so why not make his death more painful?"

"In my opinion, Brother Niu is soft-hearted and wants him to leave happily."

The bandits next to him joked.

"Soft ass!"

The thief called Brother Niu scolded and said, "This motherfucker has soiled the ground, so I don't have to clean it up."

"Makes sense, makes sense."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Jun Changxiao's brows furrowed even tighter. From the eyes of these bandits, he did not capture the slightest pity, and some were full of cold-blooded cruelty.

"what?"

Brother Niu closed his knife and looked over.

The other bandits also jumped off the platform and stared at Jun Changxiao with a playful gaze.

"Crack!" A bandit raised his hand, made a strange noise while wiping his neck, and then laughed grimly.

The other thieves scattered in the stockade, when they found strangers coming in, all cast cold eyes.

a time.

Hundreds of thieves in the cottage are staring at Jun Changxiao.

"Clap clap clap!"

The thief who swung the whip whipped a few more times, grabbed the hair of the man tied to the stake, and scolded, "Damn, I'm dead again, I can't help but beat him."

You often smile without saying a word, and walk straight.

After walking a few dozen steps, I saw a lot of people either hanging or hanging. They all lowered their heads, thinking that they had lost their breath.

"Grandma's."

In the shabby house on the right, a thief came out with his trousers on, and scolded angrily: "If one didn't pay attention, that bitch killed herself by biting her tongue."

"Hey, I'll go take a look."

"Damn, little eight, how anxious are you, even the dead dare to go up."

A bandit joked.

He asked Xiaoba to get into the house, and a voice came: "I've been holding back for half a year, even if it's a sow, I dare to go!"

"Hahaha."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Jun Changxiao walked past them, his eyes gradually gloomy.

This is not a cottage or a den of thieves. It is a slaughterhouse that exists like hell. The thieves here are no longer human, but a group of brutal and bloodthirsty beasts.

Jun Changxiao does not want to be a good person.

However, seeing the tortured and whipped corpses along the way, and seeing the bones piled up together, nameless anger rose up.

If you see the cottage like a slaughterhouse, it will only make Jun Changxiao angry.

Then, when I saw the head that had been kicked into the brazier earlier, and saw the despair, fear and helplessness in the eyes before death, the only thought that rose in my heart was - kill them all!