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The setting sun is like blood.

The remaining half of the setting sun still illuminates the prairie clearly.

The three of Fakong and Kong appeared at the foot of a hill on the prairie.

"Is this here?" Lin Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the hill against the setting sun.

Fa Kong closed his eyes.

Open your mind.

Within a radius of two kilometers, everything is within the scope of his observation.

There is a simple village halfway up the mountain.

There is only one hall and a few sleeping rooms in the village.

In front of the hall is a large open space with ponies scattered in it.

These horses are shorter than ordinary horses, and their muscles are much stronger than ordinary horses.

What's more important is that their teeth are actually sharp, and they are tearing the bloody meat with their heads down, chewing slowly.

Fakong frowned, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

Seeing the bloody flesh, he saw human hands and feet.

He suddenly opened his eyes: "Don't move."

Lin Feiyang was about to flicker into the shadows and sneak into the mountain.

Hearing this, he stopped and looked at Fa Kong in confusion.

Fakong said slowly: "I will take action myself."

"Fakong," Xu Zhijian said worriedly: "Are there top masters among them, or..."

Fakong had no expression on his face: "I'll come first. If it doesn't work, Brother Xu, you can help me later."

"...Okay." Xu Zhijian saw that he looked so ugly and said nothing more.

Fa Kong closed his eyes and continued to observe with his mind's eye.

There are a total of thirty-eight people in the village, and eighteen capable men are eating and drinking around a large round table in the hall.

All the muscles were tangled, and the body looked like it was made of iron.

There were large bowls of meat and large bowls of wine on the table, and they each held a young and beautiful woman in their arms.

These women were all good-looking, their clothes were half-undressed, revealing their snow-white skin, and they pretended to be happy and did not dare to cry.

The big men groped, played with, and twisted the woman's body with one hand, while holding a big bowl with the other hand, laughing and drinking.

"What a pleasure..."

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been killed so happily!”

"It's finally a relief from the depression. It's a pity that Lao Ba's fate was not good and he died at the hands of that boy in black!"

"Don't mention this, say something happy!"

"That's right, boss, say something happy. We're almost done. Is the mission completed?"

"Here comes a new mission." The middle-aged man at the head had a square face and an upright look, with a strong beard around his lips.

He pressed the table and slowly swept across the crowd: "Stay here!"

"Haha, if you ask me, boss, it's actually not bad to stay here." A young man drank a bowl of strong liquor in one gulp, put down the big bowl, and slapped the woman in his arms on the butt: "Pour the wine!"

The woman trembled in pain, and with trembling hands, she quickly picked up the wine jar and poured wine.

"It's so popular and spicy, but no one controls it!"

"But after all, it is not our own place."

"I'm tired of staying in my own place, so it's better to come here and come and go as much as you like, and kill as much as you like!"

The middle-aged man said slowly: "Well, it's fun, but it's not a long-term solution after all. We have to move and we can't stay here anymore."

"Are you leaving again? You've only been here for a few days."

"If the boy in black escapes, he might attract a stronger opponent."

"Are you afraid of him?!"

"Follow orders!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!