Yongze glanced at the man indifferently and continued walking forward.
Only then did the man see Nagase's figure clearly, the explosive muscles in his arms, and the large naginata in Nagase's hand.
Swallowing his saliva, the man stepped forward and said, "Brother, do you want to stay for one night? How about I take you to my house?"
It’s not that I’m a coward, but this guy looks really fierce.
Nagase tapped the man lightly with his naginata.
Bang!
The man flew backwards instantly and hit the house next to him hard.
Yongze continued to move forward and soon saw a bloody scene.
There were five or six tables there, with some leftovers on them.
But in addition to the leftovers, there were some human parts on the table, including hands, feet, and ears. The originally gray-yellow table was stained with bright red blood.
A group of people dressed as villagers were stepping on the bleeding corpse and raising their glasses to cheer, as if they were celebrating something.
"Brother, it seems that a boy is missing. It seems that he is the one who asked us for a drink before. It seems that he went to the bathroom."
A bandit counted the bodies on the ground and found that one person was missing, so he reported to the bandit leader.
"Go to the toilet, it probably fell in there." The bandit leader took a sip of wine, waved his hand nonchalantly and laughed.
Obviously he didn't think the young man who looked so weak was of any use.
"Hahaha."
"Ha ha."
The bandits nearby also laughed, mocking the young man's incompetence.
"We made a lot of money this time. I didn't expect there were so few people but so many goods." A bandit laughed.
"That's right. Thanks to big brother's cleverness, we built a village here. Those people will never guess that we won't attack at night, but wait for them to rest in the village." Some bandits began to flatter him.
"That's right." The bandit leader was proud and said, "Only stupid bandits would foolishly block the road. If they dare to go through your place, they must have made some preparations."
“And I am pretending to be an ordinary villager here, not only can I catch them off guard, but I can also drug their food and drink.
If they are really difficult to deal with, you can just pretend to be a real villager and let them pass."
Yongze was speechless. Bandits are not scary, but bandits with culture are scary.
"Hey, brother, there's someone over there." A bandit saw Nagase's figure.
Yongze was too lazy to waste time talking to these bandits.
Click, click!
Nagase used the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit and punched out with a fist emitting a white halo.
Boom!!!
The terrifying shock force exploded in the air, forming a powerful shock wave that rushed towards the bandits.
"ah!"
The bandits screamed one after another and were all blown away by the air shock, crashing heavily into the houses next to them, turning them into ruins.
The huge noise woke up Gao Qiao who was lying in front of the toilet door.
Gao Qiao looked around blankly, then ran towards the sound.
When he ran over, he saw the strong old man he saw in the tavern at noon standing there with a big naginata in his hand.
The old man who had scolded him not long ago was now lying on the ground, with countless knife marks on his body.
And those uncles who usually took good care of him were also lying on the ground, with bright red blood flowing out from under them.
Gao Qiao was eager to rush up to question the strong old man and ask if he had done it.
Just because of what he said at noon, is he going to follow and kill them all
But although Gao Qiao was drunk at the moment, his mind was still clear.
The naginata in the strong old man's hand was so big that if he chopped it down with one blow, the man would probably be split in half directly, and the scar left behind would not be that small.
Gaucho took a deep breath and saw a man dressed as a villager, holding a knife, lying in a house that had turned into ruins.
Gao Qiao quickly looked for other villagers and found that many of them were holding weapons.
It was obvious that they had fallen into an ambush by bandits. This was not a village at all, but a bandits' den!
Gao Qiao quickly ran to Inoue Tsuyoshi and tried one by one to see if he could find a living one.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard Gao Qiao looked, he couldn't find a single one that was breathing.
Gao Qiao knelt on the ground in frustration, holding his head and crying.
As much as he loved drinking before, he hated drinking now. His father had always told him not to drink at this time and to be careful.
But he didn't take it seriously and went to ask the villagers for some wine.
If he hadn't drunk, he could have fought alongside his father and the others, and perhaps the outcome would have been changed. Even if the outcome couldn't be changed, it would still be better than him living alone in the world.
"Do you want revenge? There is a bandit at the entrance of the village." Yongze said lightly.
He was quite satisfied with Gao Qiao's performance. He was not blinded by hatred and knew how to observe.
Hearing Yongze's words, Gao Qiao grabbed the weapon on the ground, his eyes red, without saying a word, he staggered towards the village entrance.
Yongze did not follow him. The man had lost his ability to fight after being hit by him. It was amazing of him that he could still move.
After a while, Gao Qiao came back with a head in his hand.
Gao Qiao took a knife and started digging the soil, as if he didn't want his father and the people in the caravan to be left to die in the wilderness.
However, Gao Qiao was just an ordinary young man, and it was difficult to dig the soil with the knife. He might also have eaten drugged food. Soon, Gao Qiao was out of breath and had to stop to rest for a while. However, the hole he dug was not even big enough for him to bury his head.
Yongze chopped his feet lightly a few times, and a big hole was created.
"Bury them, they have tried their best and fought to the end." Yongze said.
The wounds on the bodies of the caravan members were all on the front and sides, not on the back, and they were all gathered together, which at least showed that no one escaped.
Gao Qiao used his knife to prop himself up and pulled the caravan members into the pit with great difficulty.
After the burial, Gao Qiao just sat there stupidly, muttering to himself that it would have been better if he hadn't drunk alcohol.
"If you are sad enough, stand up. The dead will not come back. Live more brilliantly. This way, their spirits in heaven will be happy."
"Be my son." Yongze bent slightly and stretched out his hand towards Gao Qiao.
Looking at the tall Yongze, Gao Qiao was a little dazed.
If he had the strength like Nagase to kick out a deep hole with just a light kick, what happened today would not have happened.
Gao Qiao subconsciously grabbed Yongze's hand, which was a warm, broad and powerful palm.
Gao Qiao only felt a daze, then he stood up without feeling any discomfort.
Gao Qiao looked at Yongze and asked, "Who are you?"
"Gulala." Yongze laughed and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. From now on, you are my son."