Chapter 209 Ignite the Withered Years (2)

Jiang Jianming was already weak and groggy. Hearing such a roar outside the window, his heart seemed to be ripped violently, and a cold sweat broke out in shock.

Suddenly an arm wrapped around him. Jiang Jianming panted slightly and opened his eyes, which happened to meet a pair of green eyes.

"Aslan."

The boy's voice was gloomy and cold, "Don't get up."

"It's okay, shh."

Jiang Jianming propped up his upper body and calmly brushed away the boy's arm: "You stay in the room later, no matter what happens, don't make a sound, don't move."

Through the gap in the window, he saw dozens of unfamiliar faces walking outside, all dressed in black, releasing crystal bones from their wrists, whipping back and forth like whips.

At this time, it was still severe winter, and the poor people were bleeding and crying, crawling all over the ground, so miserable.

In a blink of an eye, food, clothes, bedding, bowls, firewood... everything that could be seen on the bright side were all looted.

An old man with gray temples burst into tears on the spot, prostrate on the snow, kowtowing and begging like a slave in the old society:

"My lord, my lord, it can't be done! Have pity on us, the winter hasn't passed yet... The lord took all these away, and we will freeze to death and starve to death within three days..."

In the next second, Jing Gu slapped his face, and the old man who was kowtowing couldn't make a sound, his brain burst and he died on the spot.

The leading man in black is a chubby figure that is rare in the wild, and his face is full of excitement when he laughs, "Hum, I'll show kindness to my lord, so that you can die early and survive, so that you won't be troubled..."

He turned his head to look, and the crystal bone pointed in a certain direction: "How come no one has come out of that house!? Drag me out!"

The surrounding refugees were all silent and buried their heads sadly.

Seeing that the people in black were about to walk over, a thin young man stood up tremblingly: "Sir, you don't know! There is a chronically ill person who lives in that house, and he's almost out of breath these two days, adults. Beware of getting caught..."

The leader snorted viciously and raised his crystal bone again, "Bastard, it's just you with a tongue, isn't it, did you let you speak!?"

"Ah..." The young man screamed and was knocked to the ground. He didn't dare to fight back, he used the crystal bone to block the vitals and rolled all over the ground, blood splattered everywhere.

The broken house door opened. A slightly hoarse voice shouted, "Stop."

In an instant, dozens of eyes shot like arrows.

The dark-haired young man stood there with a pale face, leaning on the edge of the door with his thin hands.

He endured the pain, looked up at these bloody exploiters, and said in a deep voice, "What do adults want?"

For a while, there was no sound around.

In a hurry, Jiang Jianming only had time to put on the wrist guards when he came out, and his face was not dirty, not even the cloak. At this time, it was dawn and snow again, and several people's eyes were straight, and they stared blankly.

"Okay, okay," the leading fat man murmured, unscrupulously swept Jiang Jianming from head to toe, "this kind of place can raise a beautiful bitch, I really didn't expect..."

There was a nasty smile on that face, "How about it, little bitch, what are you going to give us?"

Jiang Jianming said lightly: "There are no good things. We are all the poorest refugees. We are not as good as pigs and dogs. The food is rotten, the clothes are tattered, and adults live in the territory, do they also need these tatters?"

This tone can't be considered hard, but in a group of humble and begging refugees, it has exceeded the effect of standing out from the crowd.

Immediately, someone anxiously gave him a wink and told him to shut up.

Jiang Jianming remained calm, and bent over to pick up half a piece of moldy dry bread from the snow: "These things are useless to you, but they are our hope of survival."

"The adults are looting like this, and the pariahs are left with only one bad life that can be thrown at any time."

"Hundreds of lifeless untouchables gathered together, I dare not say how much trouble can be made, but it is always a trouble, isn't it?"

When Jiang Jianming first spoke, the leader was still laughing. Hearing that he finally reacted, his face darkened: "Little bitch, are you threatening me?"

The black-haired young man held the piece of bread with his fingers and said solemnly, "I know you are from the 'Sharp Horn' territory, and I know that you draw water from the Dasha River in the northeast, and hunt on the third to seventh day of every month. Alien creatures, who trade three times a year with black market merchants in the city, walk down a bush-strewn path."

This time, not only the leader, but dozens of other men in black all changed color.

"you!"

"Boss, what is this guy..."

"I also know how to extract water-soluble toxins from certain weeds and insects. I know that some alien creatures will go mad when they see human blood. There is a hidden stone cliff above the bush path where people can hide."

"I have told this knowledge to many people, and if anyone remembers it, they know it too."

"Okay...good boy," the leader's eyes bulged, scolding like a fish spit in his mouth, "What a cowardly bitch!"

Jiang Jianming said in a low voice, "We are cheap people, so as long as there is even the slightest hope of living, no one will want to hit the stone with an egg and offend the territory."

"Please leave us a little way to live."

For a time, it seemed that even the north wind froze, and the huddled refugees were too frightened to make a sound.

They have never seen helpless refugees dare to confront dozens of lord forces alone, not to mention that Dawn Aslan is a chronic crystal disorder patient.

I saw that the leader's complexion changed several times. First, he was afraid, then suddenly calmed down and let out a burst of laughter.

"I was almost fooled by you, boy!"

He pinched his knuckles with a bang bang bang. The crystal bone grew rapidly through the black clothes, piercing the hard snow.

In an instant, the restless tide of crystal particles surged in all directions, and all the disabled people around screamed in pain.

"...!" Jiang Jianming shook violently, and the bones all over his body erupted in severe pain, and he fell down in the snow with a pale face.

"A group of natural bastards dare to be arrogant. Today, I will kill all of your pigs and dogs, and dry them into dried meat. Who can still be majestic?"

"Haha... I want to threaten the territory, let's talk about being a ghost!"

Jiang Jianming supported his upper body with his elbows, trying desperately not to let himself fall. He endured the sweetness that ran into his throat, gritted his teeth and said, "There are many new humans here..."

Before he finished speaking, he began to cough violently, blood dripping down the gaps between the fingers covering his mouth. In the tinnitus, I heard the leader's high-pitched voice: "Yes, yes, but who will stand up for you?"

The subordinates in black seemed to be instructed, each and everyone shining crystal bones of different colors. The cries of "forgive me" and "help" from all sides came one after another, and many disabled people slammed their heads into the snow in pain.

"Now, I declare grace on behalf of the merciful lord, and obedient bastards can leave half of their rations for the winter."

The leader shouted: "Let me see, who is the obedient bitch? Hold your head and kneel!"

The crippled human beings who were dazed by the pain almost instantly knelt with their heads over their heads and brushed the ground together like a collapsed mud wall.

As soon as they knelt down, the exploiter who showed his crystal bones left with satisfaction, and walked towards the new human poor who stared blankly.

"...don't kneel."

Jiang Jianming's eyes darkened, he couldn't stand up, he could only pant out, his voice as thin as a gossamer.

No one noticed that in the dim and broken room behind the disabled man, a figure sat up at some point.

Kaios... is now also Ryan, quietly sticking to the blind spot behind the door, looking out.

stupid.

dirty.

There was a hint of disgust in the green glass eyes.

Things couldn't be clearer. If the new humans present worked together, even if they couldn't achieve an overwhelming victory, they could at least scare away these lords.

Otherwise, it would be fine for the leader to directly order the killing and grabbing, so why keep half of the rations? In fact, it was already suppressed by Aslan's threat.

After all, those who wear shoes are afraid of being barefoot, and those who are barefoot are afraid of dying. This group of people in black who are fed and sated in the territory will never dare to fight the pariahs.

And once kneeling down... it's like throwing away the only weapon called blood.

But everyone looked at each other in dismay, shrinking their necks cowardly.

How do they know the truth inside, only that the exploiters have graciously returned half of their rations, who will come forward?

If you become a hero first, and others don't follow, won't you be beaten to death by the lord's forces?

The leader's face was full of madness, and shouted: "Kneel down, kneel down! Kneel down for Lao Tzu, let me see who doesn't kneel yet?"

Immediately, four or five people knelt with their heads over their heads. Next to them was the group of disabled humans who were screaming in pain, kowtowing to the ground continuously: "Lord Lord, spare your life, please spare your life, they don't know if they live or die, but it's none of our business..."

"It's all your fault, you killed us!"

Someone pointed directly at Jiang Jianming and cried, "You have the ability, release the crystal bone to protect us!"

"A sickly rambunctious child who only speaks empty words, annoys the lord, and hurts others!"

"..."

Jiang Jianming raised his face, the corners of his lips were stained with dazzling blood, and his eyes were as silent as an empty snow-capped mountain.

His eyes swept across those faces one by one, those dirty, numb, bony...

Slavishly pressed out a wrinkled face.

Guiltily avoiding him.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from among the new humans: "What are you kneeling for! You, are you willing to do this?"

It was the thin young man who tried to cover for Jiang Jianming at first. He stared at him and said with an angry expression, "Kneeling for the rest of your life, kneeling in life, and kneeling in death! We deserve to kneel to others like this, to be cheap to others. What are you calling a bastard, a bitch!?"

But no one responded to him, and everyone watched with panic or astonishment, just watching.

The thin man sweated out of his forehead anxiously, "Big guy, talk to you!"

"Besides these years, Dawn has also served us..."

The man stood there with his head lowered, looking around as if asking for help, his voice getting lower and lower, "...doing so much..."

"Yes... I'm sorry!"

A woman closest to Jiang Jianming murmured, her eyes lowered dodgingly, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"Neither, nor can we... I know you have knowledge, but you will die from that disease...!"

The woman's lips were blue, and she kept squeezing her fingers nervously, "If you die, we still have to live. At that time, they will take revenge on us..."

Incited by the woman's words, more people silently bowed their heads and knelt down.

The thin man could only stand on the spot like a puppet, his face became more and more panic: "I, you, I..."

The men in black shouted like they were watching a play, knelt and knelt and urged.

The fat leader walked towards Jiang Jianming, with that smug and obscene smile on his face again.

"Come on, first tie this brave little bitch to me and take it away together!"

Jiang Jianming closed his eyes slightly and swallowed the blood in his mouth. He knew... there was no way out.

It doesn't matter what will happen to them after they are kidnapped and taken to the territory, but these refugees have given up the way to save themselves.

Jiang Jianming looked at the only thin man who was trying to speak for him, and said in a low voice, "If Lin Ge comes back, please help me tell her, and I will find a way to tell her not to... um."

Suddenly, the disabled human opened his black eyes.

An arm-thick crystal bone protruded from behind him and covered his mouth, preventing him from speaking.

In front of them, both the black-clothed people and the refugees, their faces changed drastically, like a ghost in the daytime.

The cold light brushed the ground, and the snow smoke flew to both sides. The figure of the leading fat man was no longer there, and a scream came from above his head!

"Head!!"

"What is that, Crystal Bone!?"

Someone exclaimed: "On the top!!"

In the chaos of shouting, Jiang Jianming did not look up. He pulled the crystal bone in front of him down and turned to look back.

"...Ryan."

really.

The boy with platinum curly hair stood there like a ghost.

Outside the door is sunlight reflected by the snow, and inside is dark. Ryan stood at the junction, his expressionless brows divided into shadows.

The red gold crystal bone extends from the slender back, like a giant tree rising to the sky.

The shadow fell, casting a dark shade on the pale face of the crippled human being, which concealed his shocked expression.

And that fat man who was in the lead had already been held at an altitude of more than ten meters by crystal bone tongs.

His eyeballs were bulging, his tears were flowing, and his legs were kicking wildly. His mouth was stuffed with real crystals, and he could only make a soundless purr, and blood flowed from his chin to his chest.

A long scream broke out, which was called out by a black man.

"Monster!! What, is this kid an alien creature!? It can't be a human, it's a monster - a monster!!"

too big.

No one has ever seen such a giant crystal bone.

When the force tightened, Fatty's entire face quickly flushed red, his tongue stuck out, and his two eyes rolled up at once.

With all his strength, he used his crystal bone to hit the piece of red gold in vain.

But after just a few seconds, the fat man's face turned cyanotic, his eyes were full of bloodshot whites, and saliva was dripping from his wide open mouth.

The bones in his body crackled overwhelmedly, and blood and water fell in series, mixed with incontinent filth in the middle.

Some people began to vomit, some children seemed to have fainted, and several black-clothed people, overwhelmed by fear, began to flee.

And the little monster in the form of a beautiful boy silently shook out another crystal bone and stretched out to the disabled human.

The back of Jiang Jianming's head was pressed down by Ryan's crystal bone, and his eyes could only see the snow, but he could not see anything else.

The next moment, there was the sound of cracking bones in the sky, the sound of liquid splashing from the sky, and the sound of broken limbs thumping and falling.

More screams sounded, and dozens of them overlapped, those in black who were trying to escape.

"Help, help, spare, we're just forced to - ah ah ah!!!"

"Don't come, don't come, monster!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The cry of human dying echoed in the snow. Jiang Jianming was so shocked that his chest felt tight, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Lian!"

"I am here."

The boy's eyes were cold, but he looked at him carefully.

"Okay," Jiang Jianming raised his head against the strength of the back of his head, "you don't need to..."

A woman's shrill scream interrupted him.

Jiang Jianming's scalp went numb, he remembered the sound.

He couldn't take it any longer, and jumped up to earn it. Ryan's crystal bones could not help loosening, Jiang Jianming twisted around, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

that woman.

The poor woman who had just apologized cowardly to him and said, "We still have to live", was looking at him blankly with her face like golden paper.

A crystal bone hole with a thick mouth pierced her chest, and the tip was still twisting, dripping blood.

In just a few minutes, the woman said that he was "always going to die". He was not dead yet, but she could not live.

Ryan threw the crystal bone, and the woman's face fell on the snow, her hands still twisting.

As for the other refugee who was kneeling with his head on his back, his head was gone, his headless corpse was slanted beside a large stone, and blood was gushing out.

The cold air rushed from the tail vertebra to the neck, and Jiang Jianming understood the situation in front of him instantly.

This beautiful young man with extraordinary crystal bones in front of him is not satisfied with killing the leading perpetrator, but wants to make everyone present——

Whether it is the threatened accomplice, or the refugee who cowered and knelt down, there may also be a few hesitant people who did not kneel but did not resist.

"Needed."

Ryan said indifferently.

all.

"These people are all necessary."

kill.

The author has something to say:

424. Some bug fixes were made: Jiang began to conceal his identity as a disabled human in the last few years in Helga. People around him should only know that Aslan is a chronic crystal disorder patient. Few people know that he is a disabled human.Chapter 209 removes relevant words that emphasize disabled people, and the plot has not changed significantly.