"Old man, you can't do this." Zi Chen hurriedly helped him up.

The masked man was a tough guy, but when faced with the attacks of many villagers, and many women who kept pricking them with big needles that were used to hold the soles of their shoes, the tough guy couldn't stand it anymore. He screamed and begged again and again, and his voice was miserable, just like before.

The villagers' cries for help were overwhelming.

"It's not that easy to die, you devil." The woman who was rescued by Zi Chen before had her face covered in blood and her voice was cold. The baby in her arms had woken up, with a smile on her face, and she smiled sweetly at the masked man.

, the smile was very innocent, without any color. At this moment, a thick needle, one finger long, pierced into the masked man's body and was completely submerged.

"this……!"

Zi Chen, who was standing next to him, looked very ashamed and his mouth was twitching. Seeing the needle stabbing in and out with blood, his heart went numb.

"Young hero, thank you very much this time. You saved our Qingshui Village." A butcher who was holding a butcher's knife came forward and thanked him respectfully. His eyes were filled with admiration. Zi Chen had clearly seen the other man stabbing him before.

It chopped off one of the masked man's arms like chops, and then the butcher knife was snatched away by a man who looked like a scholar. The little scholar burst out with powerful energy, and his strength was no weaker than that of the butcher.

The screams like killing pigs kept ringing.

Zi Chen's forehead was already sweating. The villagers who came to thank them seemed harmless, but their attacks were even more ruthless than Zi Chen's.
Chapter completed!