"So I hope you can leave here to avoid being affected!"
After Deng Yifei finished speaking, he carefully looked at the expressions on the faces of the refugees, expecting their responses.
"Why are we leaving? We are not those mobs!"
"Yes, we are not those mobs!"
"..."
The refugees who were close to Deng Yifei and still had the strength to speak did not think that Shang Jiucheng's actions to suppress the mob had anything to do with them.
"Everyone be quiet, be quiet!" Deng Yifei said at the top of his voice, "The mob looks no different from you, I just hope you can stay a little farther away to avoid being affected, I just have good intentions!"
Some refugees who were still thinking had already frowned, as if they were thinking about something.
Deng Yifei's words were relatively cryptic, but refugees with a little intelligence should be able to understand other meanings contained in his words.
As long as there is one person who understands what he means and spreads the news a little bit, what to do, whether to go or stay, is up to these refugees to decide for themselves!
He can't say in front of the city guards that they want to treat you as mobs and wipe them out together!
That is to say, if you tear off Shang Jiucheng's fig leaf, the city guards might turn against him on the spot!
And when he said this, he glanced at the city guards stationed at the city gate.
A city guard captain was staring at him with warning eyes...
"Captain, don't you want to stop him?" A city guard asked in a low voice.
The captain of the city guard shook his head: "That kid is not talking nonsense, we have indeed ordered to wipe out the mob, and the news has already spread in the city!"
Deng Yifei rushed to the other three gates of Shangjiu City, and after bringing all the words to him, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.
Shang Jiucheng exterminates refugees, and the refugees at the gate of the city are the biggest target, and they are also the most dangerous.
As soon as he walked out of these refugee camps, someone stopped him from behind.
"My lord, can we go with you?"
Deng Yifei turned around, and behind him was a tall and thin middle-aged man. The tattered clothes on the tall and thin man looked very fat, as if they were hanging on him.
"you?"
Deng Yifei frowned, he had no intention of taking these refugees away.
Deng Yifei knew exactly how much he had.
He only has more than 100 catties of meat, but he will not produce food to feed these refugees!
"Yes, it's us!"
"how many people?"
The middle-aged man whispered, "More than a hundred!"
"More than a hundred? How come there are so many?"
"There are more than a hundred people, all of whom are in the same village as me. They fled all the way south for three months, and they all listened to me!" The middle-aged man said helplessly, "I don't think you're lying, sir, you should remind me out of kindness. Ours, so I hope that the adults can protect us a little bit, after all, most of us are already very weak, and it is difficult for them to get out of the scope of Shang Jiucheng."
Deng Yifei looked at the man with admiration, thinking that this man might not be strong, but he did have some skills.
"No, there are too many of you, and I am weak, so it is impossible to take care of you!"
Seeing that the man's eyes were lost, Deng Yifei approached his ear, lowered his voice and said: "Shang Jiucheng has such an action, it is estimated that the city guards in the nearby cities will follow suit!"
"Then... what to do?"
Deng Yifei shook his head and said: "Actually, it's not necessary to escape from Shangjiu City. You can find a remote place to hide for a while, as long as you can survive for a while..."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he immediately said gratefully: "Thank you for your advice, sir, thank you for your advice!"
"Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck!"
Deng Yifei didn't say anything more, turned his head and left directly.
What he said was the truth, if it is really impossible to leave the boundary of Shangjiu City within two days, hiding in a remote mountain forest is the best way.
The city guards to kill the mob, even if they send out the Xiantian Realm and the Breaking Heaven Realm fighters, they will only let them follow the big army to prevent those who are secretly making trouble. It should not be possible to let such masters go to the mountains and fields to search every corner inch by inch .
As for whether they can escape, that depends on fate!
After leaving Shang Jiucheng, Deng Yifei rushed towards Tianyun Gate without any haste.
Along the way, if he encountered refugees, he would remind them a little bit, and if he encountered mobs robbing food, he would kill those villains without hesitation.
Gradually, Deng Yifei found that he had matured a lot.
He also believes that Lord Sword Spirit is right, villains are people who do evil things, and we can no longer go to the bottom of why villains do bad things. As the master of the holy sword, to distinguish villains, he should only look at the results, regardless of the reasons!
After all, Master Sword Spirit said something very right: If you really go to the bottom of it, maybe the villains on the ninth floor of the world are all bad enough to be forgiven!
Just like those mobs who slaughtered innocent villagers!
He shouldn't think too much, he can only use blood and corpses to frighten him!
When passing through a small town, another incident that made Deng Yifei angry happened. A young martial artist in gorgeous clothes kicked a driver to death in anger.
It's just because the coachman's horse stepped on the puddle and soiled the warrior's white warrior uniform!
After the city guard army arrived, Deng Yifei thought that the city guard army would uphold justice, but what he never dreamed of was that the city guard army blatantly favored that warrior, and greeted the young warrior with a nod and bow. he let go...
According to passers-by, the coachman died in vain, because the person who killed him was the youngest son of the city lord!
Deng Yifei dug his fingers into the flesh of his palm, but he still didn't dare to do it!
Because the opponent is very strong!
At this moment, Chen Hao sensed his anger, and whispered in Deng Yifei's ear: "Some villains cannot be killed with your current strength. Go to hell... I suggest that you prepare a small book first, write down the names of those villains, and come back to kill them when you have enough strength later!"
Deng Yifei took a deep breath, tried to keep himself calm, turned around and found a shop that sold pens and inks, cut out a few stacks of good paper, asked the shop to bind him into a booklet, and then seriously wrote in the booklet The next line is crooked and small: "On the fifth day of February in the spring of 5321 in the Chinese calendar, Wen Yinqing, the youngest son of the lord of Wuxian City in the West Qin Kingdom, beat and killed a carriage driver in the street of Wuxian City!"
The Chinese calendar is the year of the human race, and it is also used in the southern region, but it is not very popular. It started when the human race drove the monsters out of the central region.
Deng Yifei feels that using the Chinese calendar is more formal.
Wen Yinqing's name was heard by Deng Yifei in the city, so it should be right!
Deng Yifei hesitated for a moment, and then wrote a line of small characters on it: "On November 17th in the winter of 5320 in the Chinese calendar, the evil wolf village in Luqiu City of the West Qin State slaughtered Dengjia Village. This hatred is irreconcilable!"
(end of this chapter)