Chapter 4366 Suppression

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What to do, he didn't know what to do?

His past life experience made him unable to deal with this kind of thing, because the only time he had to survive was spent on the run, escaping from beings and avoiding becoming the thing in his belly.

Those ferocious souls have the intention of turning over and becoming the masters, but they only command him in turn. Doing tasks requires all the power of the soul, with too little merit and too little experience.

Until now, Sang Liang's heart was deeply worried about their faces, their ferociousness, ridicule, and the joy and pleasure they felt in gaming the system and applauding.

He didn't know what he had in mind at that time. Even then, he didn't go to his uncle.

Maybe you want to make yourself appear useful and able to handle these things. If you are useful, you can avoid becoming a pet.

In the end, he made things so messy that all the missionaries almost protested, demanded more and more, and even stopped carrying out the mission.

Uncle Tai finally noticed something. When he came, he didn't give him time to defend himself. He also listened to the missionaries and took out his gun and shot the few missionaries who made the most noise.

These taskers were the strongest and led all the taskers. At that time, the faction had already begun to take shape.

The whole place was silent, and everyone's expressions were frozen. Looking at the cold uncle, the missionaries who were spoiled by him suddenly became angry and attacked the uncle one by one.

He thinks that his uncle is weak like him and will compromise if he is forced or makes trouble.

But in front of the great uncle, they couldn't even compare to a fragile piece of paper. They were extremely fragile and instantly turned into ashes. They didn't even touch the corner of the great uncle's clothes.

Gone, gone forever.

Those souls that were about to move finally calmed down. They looked at Uncle Tai in horror, their eyes full of fear.

The bloody and cruel suppression made these souls who were ready to move finally realize their status and role.

I started to become cautious. There were stains of blood underneath the iron orders, indicating the death of souls one after another.

Uncle Tai said to him: "If you have any problems, please report them as soon as possible." His voice was cold and ruthless, and he did not kill him.

Zhengqing gnawed on the fruit with a smile and looked at him with disgust, "Why are you so weak? You are also a void creature after all, but you were bullied by a soul that can be blown away in one breath. It's shameful. It's really shameful."

He lowered his head because he had nothing to say.

Zhengqing threw away the core and clapped his hands, "It's boring, why do we have such an organization? The void is so big, I won't stay in this place forever."

But he is willing to stay here. The void is so vast that there is no place for him.

Uncle Tai kept him, even if it was to let him work, even if he might end up eating him.

Zhengqing is gone, that young man like the wind is always wanton, and nothing can trap the free wind.

With Taishu's suppression, these souls finally restrained themselves a little, but it is still the same, their nature is to push beyond the limit.

His integrity and weakness will become reasons for others to bully him.

He must not give in an inch, not even a step, otherwise it will only make them more arrogant. Fighting with these souls, he grows up quickly and understands human nature.

The organization grew larger and larger, becoming an astonishing existence, with more people and more voices, and bloody suppression that never stopped.

As long as Taishu stands on the top of the mountain, no one will dare to make mistakes, and it will be a glorious era.

I never thought that a glorious era would come to an end.

Even though the curtain has come to an end, Taishu is still standing tall.

Zhengqing's breath has long since disappeared from the air. Such a proud man finally died in such a cramped place.

Sang Liang stretched out his hand, his vision was blurred by the steam, and his hand was already twisted.

He snorted, so he always hated Zhengqing, the one who accepted the most powerful power but didn't put in any effort and responsibility.

In turn, he laughs at those who work hard and are serious.

Why did the Sea of ​​Laws give birth to two people? If there was only one and one less person to absorb, the current situation of the Sea of ​​Laws would be much better.

That wanton young man never restrained himself when using his power and always obeyed his own will.

His wantonness and pampering are all based on others.

What right did he have to be resentful and hateful? He should have died long ago.

A person with no heart and no ability enjoys the best power. Why should he?

Perhaps this is the despicable part of being a weakling, being unable to like such a person.

His wantonness is too glaring, and it hurts the people he cares about.

"Oh, Zhengqing..." He turned around and left the cave. From then on, he was dead.

He was strong and wanton, and died in front of him.

He died in a very embarrassing way.

Sang Liang knocked on his uncle's door, "Can I come in?"

"Sleep, don't come in."

Sang Liang: "I'll get you something."

"I slept."

Sang Liang: "I'll just come in for a while and give you the things without disturbing you."

"come in."

Sang Liang opened the door. His uncle was sitting on the stone bed, wearing a white shirt and a windbreaker aside. He put one arm on his bent knee and looked at Sang Liang.

He frowned as he brought in the things.

Sang Liang put down the things, "I made some food for you. Eat something and you will feel better."

Uncle Tai: "You think I will be sad because he died."

Sang Liang didn't say anything. He didn't care whether Taishu was hurt by Zhengqing's disappointment.

All he cares about is Taishu's body. Zhengqing, hey, let him die.

He picked up some snacks with chopsticks, put them on a small plate, and handed them to his uncle.

Uncle Tai took it with a roar, picked up some snacks and put it in his mouth. When he entered the mouth, he held it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, "You didn't add anything, did you?"

Sang Liang poured a cup of tea for his uncle, "No, I know you can smell it, so I won't add anything."

"Really?" Taishu ate the pastry, drank the tea, waved his hand to let Sangyang go, and lay on the bed with his back to Sangyang, his shirt outlines his slender waist. He was so strong, but also so weak.

Sang Liang left the room carrying the teacup and plate. The cakes on the plate were not filled with anything, but the tea was.

He hoped that he would live, live well, live at the top, remain standing forever, and have joy and sorrow, even if it cost him his life.

If Uncle Tai chooses to fall into a deep sleep, he will always stay by his side and watch him sleep...

Sleeping?

The death of the void creatures means complete death, sleeping...

There are white hairs in Sang Liang's silver hair, but among the silver hair, the white hairs are not conspicuous.

Oh, that's so good. He's finished eating it all.

Sure enough, I am still sad. It will be better after a while. Zhengqing should have died long ago. .

Gou has survived until now.

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