A bright sword flashed, and the head fell to the ground.
A column of blood spurted out from the bowl-sized wound, splashing three or four feet away.
Shen Tang casually shook off the blood on the sword and looked coldly at the headless body falling to the ground. The sticky and hot blood soaked the corners of her clothes and covered the entire instep of her right foot. At that moment, it felt like countless tiny reptiles were crawling and moving on it, but she remained calm.
I saw her eyes were cold, she slightly opened her red lips and said indifferently: "You have so many words to say about death, do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Zhai Le: “…”
He knew that Brother Shen was very active and decisive, but he didn't expect that Brother Shen's move would be so unexpected.
Looking at the head of Guru rolling to his feet, with eyelids still trembling and expression frozen in shock, Zhai Le sighed and kicked the head back. The head should be buried together with the body, and it will rest in peace and have a complete body, which is the last respect.
As for whether it will be dug out by someone—
He couldn't guarantee that either.
He just buried it.
"Brother Shen, next time you want to chop, give me a heads up."
Shen Tang asked: "What hello?"
Zhai Le pointed at the frightened thugs and said, "Give them some psychological preparation. Don't you smell any urine?"
Yes, the timid ones are scared to death.
The crotch area was obviously wet with liquid.
Shen Tang: “…”
I smelled it, and it was indeed smelly and pungent.
She took a half step forward with her sword in hand, and the hooligans were so frightened that they fell to the ground and kowtowed, making a dent in the mud. They begged for mercy, swearing to be loyal to Shen Tang and only asking for their lives.
Shen Tang curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of sarcasm.
I guess when they were abusing their power, bullying merchants, and forcing people to lose their families, they never thought that they would end up like this.
Shen Tang swept his eyes over the group of thugs.
The second sword strike did not come for a long time.
Just when the gangsters were thankfully thinking they were going to be safe, Shen Tang raised his sword and killed two more people, leaving behind two heads that were still open-eyed. The gangsters saw the faces of the people being killed and trembled all over - there was no other reason, the dead were all the "trusted right-hand men" of the former boss.
A henchman whose authority is second only to the boss.
He was sent by the second in command of the bandits.
The two pretended to beg for mercy, but actually they were harboring murderous intentions, ready to take advantage of Shen Tang's let down of vigilance to suddenly attack - the second in command asked them to protect their younger brother, but his younger brother was killed by a strange ranger, and their fate was death anyway!
In that case, I might as well take someone with me before I die.
Zhai Le was not surprised at all. He smiled and clapped his hands, boasting in a business way: "Brother Shen has a keen eye. We cannot leave this hidden danger!"
Shen Tang: “…”
She just killed the two who were the most annoying and posed the greatest threat first, and then dealt with the rest of the thugs together, but she didn't say that she would spare their lives... However, Zhai Xiaofang praised her so much, and Shen Tang would feel embarrassed if she didn't spare any of them.
Shen Tang thought about it and retracted the sword.
Seeing this, the other thugs kowtowed to show their loyalty.
Shen Tang looked unhappy: "You dug a hole and buried the body."
The gangsters looked at each other, but still did as they were told.
They were afraid that if they acted too late, the sword would be aimed at their necks - the three spurting streams of blood just now would definitely become a nightmare that they would never get rid of for the rest of their lives!
But without any digging tools, they could only grit their teeth and dig with their hands. After a while, their fingers were black and their fingertips were sore, but no one dared to cry out in pain or stop. Zhai Le, who was standing on the side, looked at them and sighed, "Make way for me, the others."
If you dig like this, you can’t dig a hole even with your hands.
Shen Tang held the sword and watched his next move.
The gangsters made way, only to see the dark-colored light of the martial spirit on the waist of the young man in black clothes slightly bloom, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He accumulated strength and condensed the martial spirit into the blade. His momentum rose step by step, and the dark-colored light became more and more intense, and finally condensed into a thick fog that was almost substantial.
He let out a loud shout, and with all his strength, he swung his long sword towards the ground, sending out a dark blade. There was a loud bang, and the ground beneath his feet could be felt to tremble noticeably. Sand flew up, thick smoke billowed, and the wind wave rolled up sand, gravel and dirt and hit his face.
Shen Tang could only raise his hands and cover his face with his arms.
When the smoke cleared, a huge pit appeared on the ground, which was big enough to bury not only three bodies, but also three more.
But Zhai Le didn't even break a sweat.
He waved at the thugs: "The body is buried."
Once again, the dumbfounded hooligans: "..."
They couldn't even think anymore. Their two thick thighs were as soft as grass and they couldn't even stand up. They couldn't help but doubt their lives - why did they think that these two were gigolos before? ?
Which pretty boy could chop off three heads without changing his expression? He used the narrow and delicate long sword. Look at the ghost-head knives that the executioners used to chop off people's heads. Which one of them didn't have a thick back, a long and wide blade, sharp and light
Using a sword that was barely enough to cut meat to chop off a person's head, the process was incredibly smooth without encountering any obstruction at all - this shows that not only was the sword's edge extremely sharp, but the man's muscular strength was also terrifying!
The young man in black who had dug a huge hole due to a disagreement was even more terrifying, and they had chased him more than once...
One of the hooligans couldn't help but touch his neck.
Be thankful that you have survived the disaster, you are so lucky!
Now that the pit is dug, it will be much easier to bury the body.
Throw the body in and cover it with the soft soil.
It was done in less than a quarter of an hour.
During the whole process, Shen Tang held the sword, standing there with her eyes closed in deep thought. At first glance, one would think she had fallen asleep while standing.
"My dear... it's buried..."
The gangsters chose a representative to reply.
The pit was dug and they felt relieved for the time being.
Shen Tang suddenly opened his eyes.
"Where is the location of the bandit's den? Does anyone know?"
"I-I-I-I-know!"
Some gangsters were eager to "perform meritorious services" and were particularly active.
"Okay, it's you!"
Shen Tang raised his eyebrows, motioning him to lead the way, and the other thugs followed.
The gangsters were also nervous at this time.
This is to prepare to drag them to the bandit’s lair.
I was afraid that I would become cannon fodder for Shen Tang and his partner to fight against the bandit's nest, but I dared not disobey. If I followed them, I would die later, but I protested and refused to go. Haha - the body in front of them was still warm - the head flew off on the spot, and the body was separated.
Everyone had a bitter face and regretted deeply.
How did they end up offending two evil spirits
Shen Tang climbed onto his horse with an indifferent look on his face: "You don't need to go on the field. Even if you do, it will be useless. You just need to watch from the side. Just one thing - whoever dares to escape will be treated as a bandit. Go!"
The motorcycle seemed to know where it was going. It was extremely excited and its pace was much more cheerful than usual.
Zhai Le naturally followed on horseback.
The bandits in Sibao County were seriously infested. They usually lived in the mountains and were timid at first, relying on robbing and exploiting passing merchants to make a living. However, as Sibao County was unable to take care of itself and the county governor was not determined to clean up, they became more and more daring.
As you become bolder, your appetite also grows.
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