"Squeeze! Squeeze!"

The saw in the village chief's hand was moving again and again.

He seemed to be the tireless robot, only caring about moving his hands and feet.

Under the moonlight, he bent over and stepped on his thin spine.

He tore the worn-out clothes with his left hand, and muttered in his mouth: "Clothes are so hampered, they always get stuck in the serration."

"Thorn!"

The bloody white skin is exposed, the messy hair spreads around, and it will be pulled into the hands as a handy handle.

The sharp sawing saw the blood-filled body, and the blood beads flowed out and sputtered on the village chief's face, which made him smile even more excited.

Now, only the head is left connecting the body.

The cut arms, legs and feet were thrown aside randomly.

The soil mixed with blood rushed straight into Zhang Feng's eye sockets under the moonlight.

The body is like a high-efficiency fertilizer that can feed them, and the blood is like water that makes them grow vigorously.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew who it was.

Her face was facing down, her head was embedded in the soil, and as the saw trembled, her head was moving back and forth.

She was like a fish that had just died, and her nerves that had not yet lost their vitality were stimulating her body to move from time to time.

This phenomenon gave Zhang Feng an illusion... an illusion that she is still alive.

The sunflowers are swaying in the wind, and they are smiling! It seems to be cheering for the arrival of another companion.

The cold wind blew on Zhang Feng's face, lifting up a strand of hair that was blocking his eyes.

Anger, an indescribable anger gathered in Zhang Feng's heart.

His nails were clenched against the wall and made a sharp and harsh sound. Anger was like a ball of flame, burning in his chest, burning his whole body to ache.

His heart felt like it was being cut open...

His face turned purple with anger, his neck was exposed, and his narrow trachea seemed to be an air pump, and he was breathing heavily.

Blood flowed out along the fingers and painted on the wall.

His face was ferocious, his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were slightly wide open.

He stared at the village chief's actions intently.

He deserves to die!

Zhang Feng was extremely angry at this moment, but his thoughts were extremely clear and calm.

When a person's anger reaches its extreme, everything will turn back, and his mind will become sharper and he will focus more on the source of anger.

In this state, the amygdala in Zhang Feng's head will warn and threaten his behavior.

This thing allows us to respond before the cerebral cortex checks the rationality of our response.

In other words, the brain affects us to take action in advance before we consider the consequences of our behavior.

What a pity... he couldn't just rush out like this.

He raised his eyes upwards and looked at the next plot development.

The next script is when Wang Yiwei makes an unexpected sound and rushes out of the door desperately.

He took advantage of the night to run towards the village gate.

Wang Yiwei was extremely scared. Faced with the successive deaths of his companions, he finally collapsed.

He chose to follow human instincts and save his life.

He yelled on the road, trying to draw attention from others in the deserted fields.

Of course, all this was futile. Wang Yiwei, who was in a panic, was eventually caught by the village chief at the entrance of the village.

The village chief waving a saw and laughing in the moonlight, dismembering him.

Until the last moment, Wang Yiwei's hand was trying to extend out of the village.

OK... the ending has changed.

In other words, Wang Yiwei, who lost Liu Rui, could not even survive.

The previous plot is that the two of them escaped together and looked back at the village chief at the entrance of the village.

Now, as soon as Liu Rui dies, Wang Yiwei will die as well.

I have to say that the characters in this script are really too cowardly.

My girlfriend was cruelly dismembered by an old man who was over 70 years old, but all he thought about was running away.

Looking at the whole plot, Wang Yiwei is a perfect waste.

Anyway, he didn't understand what Wang Yiwei's use is from the script.

Whether the script collapses or the script level is too low.

Wang Yiwei's behavior is really not done well.

Maybe...this is the ordinary person's nature that the script director wants to express in front of others?

Zhang Feng reads little, and he only thinks that normal people should not be like this.

But what Zhang Feng didn't know was that sometimes people would subconsciously feel that they were a model of normal people, but they didn't know that the evil nature of human nature could make them do things that were a hundred times more vicious than abandoning others.

No one is perfect, and everyone has prejudice against others in their hearts.

It is inevitable, you have to accept it and avoid being changed.

There will be bad people in the world who treat women as toys, and there will be good people who save others regardless of everything.

After all... good and bad correspond.

Don’t try to change someone at will. If you want to use your own thoughts to cover other people’s thoughts, it’s like using your own thoughts to rape other people’s thoughts.

However... how much Wang Yiwei is doing is nothing to do with Zhang Feng.

He only has one thing to do!

That is to kill this dead old man.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Feng had already thought of countless ways to torture him.

After slaughtering him ten thousand times in his mind, Zhang Feng raised a smile on his lips.

Old dog thief, wait for your grandfather Zhang Feng to make you a scumbag.

Before that, he had to attract his attention with a sloppy performance.

Zhang Feng walked down the box with his feet gently.

He kicked it away with one kick, making a loud noise.

Then he screamed falsely: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhang Feng imitated the sound of falling to the fullest (thinking of himself). The script detected that he had successfully attracted the attention of the village chief and automatically allowed him to enter the next stage of the script.

The mission is completed!

Just run away.

While running, Zhang Feng took out the talisman paper, pinched it into a ball of paper and held it in the palm of his hand.

When running with fists, it is not easy to fall off by turning the talisman paper into a ball.

It's really like the ones performed in other movies, holding the talisman paper at your fingertips and standing in place to recite the Dharma. Those ghosts won't take the opportunity to tear him apart.

Zhang Feng believed that it would be too stupid to be a turret mage standing in place and unable to move.

Anyway, the system does not stipulate that the Tianyan Mingta must cast spells seriously, so there is nothing wrong with him making it into a ball.

Fortunately, Zhang Feng's senior brother was not by his side, otherwise he would have been angry to death when he saw him treating the talisman like this.

Maybe it will make people in future generations ask for his shadow in their hearts.

......

The waning moon hangs high, illuminating the earth.

Zhang Feng ran very fast, and after a few breaths, he ran a long distance.

He ran out of the door, his legs tensed.

When I turned my head, I saw the village chief's kind face.

The village chief was hunched and his body was covered with blood.

He smiled and squinted his eyes at Zhang Feng.

The long saw in his hand dragged it to the ground, making a "squeak" sound.

Very fast speed.
To be continued...