Chapter 2431 It’s All Retribution

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"my leg."

"My hands."

"You little bastard."

Today on Skull Island, the sky is not gloomy, it is sunny.

Today's Colosseum was a bit busier than before, with hundreds of people thrown into it.

They are all from Skull Island.

Without exception, their hand tendons and hamstrings were severed.

One by one, they were lying on the ground, howling feebly.

The screams are inevitable, accompanied by a ferocious and frightened look.

These are all Zhao Yun's masterpieces.

One of his carbine attacks caught the entire Skull Island off guard.

No one would have thought that a young kid could be so courageous and capable of such a shocking feat.

"Whose baby is this?"

The slaves were all released, but their eyes when looking at Zhao Yun were full of fear and awe.

Apart from that, it was hard to conceal the shock and horror.

Strong, this kid is so strong and courageous enough.

If it were an ordinary person, he would never have such a terrible state of mind.

"Eating meat."

Zhao Yun had rolled up his sleeves and came to the campfire.

There, there were more than a dozen large iron pots, all filled with stewed meat.

If there is meat, there will be no shortage of steamed buns, there will be dozens of baskets.

These were not made by him, they came from the maids on the island.

The people on Skull Island, except for a group of slaves, are not all heinous. There are also innocent ones. For example, the little maid Zhao Yun was fascinated by last night was snatched by the island owner from a foreign country.

There are many more like her.

In this regard, Zhao Yun did not kill him.

If you don’t want to kill, then do it!

I'm hungry! The slaves were hungry, and so was Zhao Yun.

It shouldn't be too much to ask them to prepare some meals.

"Mine, mine."

The slaves rushed forward with steamed buns and a bowl of soup in each hand. They devoured the food with tears streaming down their faces.

It has been years since I tasted steamed buns and meat.

Now when I eat it, it is simply delicious.

"Why are you stunned? Let's eat!" Zhao Yun looked at the maids.

They all seemed to have made mistakes

The child stood there, not daring to move.

It was obvious that they were frightened out of their wits, or that they had endured too many ravages and beatings in daily life, and they had carved a brand called "slave" on themselves deep in their souls.

Slaves should have the consciousness of slaves.

If the owner doesn't let him eat, he won't dare to eat.

"Eat." Zhao Yun smiled.

The maids were as if they had been granted amnesty, no longer reserved at all, and they were like slaves in the dungeon, devouring their food ravenously.

Compared with them,

Those who were thrown into the Colosseum were not so lucky.

You have done so many evil things, but you still want to eat?

"waste."

"A bunch of trash."

The person who deserves the most honest criticism is the owner of Skull Island.

He was careless, he didn't expect a little kid to be so capable.

His group of men were all idiots. They were picked up by others and they didn't even know where they were following them.

And what he wanted to scold the most was the one who raised Gu.

I spent several thousand taels to buy a little slave.

Damn it, you've got a good idea of ​​this product!

After going around and around, he got such a big surprise.

"Uncle, have you ever heard of Wutong Town?"

"Sister, have you ever heard of Wutong Town?"

Eating meat and drinking soup did not prevent Zhao Yun from asking about his hometown.

Unfortunately, the answers I got were all blank shakes of the head.

"Too far away?"

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart, not knowing where to look.

Even after leaving Skull Island, I don’t know where to go.

Roar!

While he was talking, he suddenly heard the roar of a ferocious beast.

That's right, the slaves are hungry, and the beasts in the cage haven't eaten either? In addition, the Colosseum was filled with the smell of blood, which aroused their most primitive animal nature.

The slave's heart trembled when he heard this, and his hands holding the bowl couldn't help but tremble.

Shadow! They were also frightened and could not hear the roar of wild beasts.

No one said anything, and all the slaves looked at each other in unison.

Putting it in Zhao Yun's place, he seemed to regard this little kid with extraordinary martial arts as his leader.

Zhao Yun was also interested and didn't respond much, just shoveling the stewed meat into his mouth.

His silence, in the eyes of the slave, was acquiescence.

"Fuck."

Immediately, some slaves threw the bowl and went straight to the iron cage of the beast.

When one person passes by, a large number of people follow.

The weather is so good, we need to let the beasts come out for some air.

The Colosseum is great! Great for sunbathing.

"No no no."

Seeing that the slaves were about to release the wild beasts, the prison bosses were all frightened. Including the master of Skull Island, they no longer roared, but mostly begged.

Those beasts can't be released at will! It can eat people.

And they will be those "people" and they are still "people" who have no power to restrain the chicken. If they collide with the beast, they will only be torn into pieces.

If they want to be useful, the slaves have long hated them.

Because of their hatred, they didn't hesitate at all when they released the wild beasts.

Roar!

The extremely hungry beasts suddenly jumped out of the cage like wild horses and rushed into the Colosseum madly. They were not the most ferocious, only more violent.

ah!

A shrill scream suddenly sounded.

The villains who had their hand tendons and hamstrings broken were unable to resist at all. They were knocked down one by one and torn into pieces one by one.

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Extraordinarily bloody.

However, no one showed mercy.

Even the timid maids were staring at the tragic situation.

The slaves had no fear, on the contrary, they felt more at ease than ever before.

Once upon a time, when they faced ferocious beasts, they were helpless and wanted to cry.

Heaven's way is easy to reincarnate, no one will be spared by heaven.

We should also let those evil people feel what despair is.

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Soon, the wailing of the Colosseum dissipated.

The master of Skull Island left, accompanied by his men on the road.

Depressed, melancholy, frightened

This was their attitude before leaving.

Having raised wild beasts for most of my life, I would never have thought that they would become food for wild beasts.

Retribution, this is naked retribution.

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The bad guys are on their way and things are not over yet.

Zhao Yun is clever and a good prospect for finding treasures.

That day, he pried open the treasure house of Skull Island.

What you see is gold and silver treasures, as well as mountains of food.

move.

All moved away.

The slaves were very energetic and ran back and forth between the treasure house and the ship.

Zhao Yun was not idle either. He grabbed a handful of banknotes and stuffed them into his arms. Then, he also found a good sword and a big bow in the Skull Island Master's Hidden Arms Pavilion.

In addition, it is a good thing called a telescope.

The road home is very long, so it is necessary to be well equipped.

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Night falls.

More than a dozen large ships set sail from Skull Island.

The boat was loaded with food and property.

That is the life savings of the owner of Skull Island and his ancestors.

They were professionals in making wedding dresses, and they fulfilled the needs of the slaves they captured.

"Child, the ship has docked, what are your plans?"

At the bow of the boat, the thin old man came up with a smile, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He hadn't had a full meal in years, and he hadn't tasted wine in many years. He couldn't get drunk no matter how much he drank.

Many other slaves are like this.

A jar of good wine was drained by them.

You are free! Don't celebrate.

"Go home." Zhao Yun smiled.

Home?

Hearing this word, the thin old man's smile took on a meaning of vicissitudes of life.

He had been a slave for most of his life, being sold back and forth by wealthy men.

As we get older, our memories become blurry.

He left home when he was young, and he had already forgotten what his hometown looked like.

The night wind was puzzled and made him burst into tears.

Cry, many slaves are crying, they have lost their homes a long time ago!