Chapter 269 Kill Them All, Kill Them All

As he spoke, he continued to pour wine from the bottle into his mouth, and then his eyes began to blur. He smacked his lips, raised the whip and swung it hard. The horse in front neighed and quickened its pace, rushing straight towards the tree.

In this direction, the horse would be fine, after all, it knew how to avoid the tree, but the carriage behind was not sure.

"Hey, life is so exciting!"

The driver suddenly stood up on the seat and spread his arms, but when he got closer and closer to the tree, he pulled the horse rope suddenly to make it turn, the rope was tight, and the carriage behind also turned at high speed, making a sound like it was about to collapse.

"Squeak--"

The wooden wheel came into contact with the ground, rubbing violently, and then almost sparked.

The carriage "brushed past" the tree and continued to drive around the original road.

The driver then sat back in his seat: "See, I told you it's okay. This car has been with me longer than you are old."

"..."

Riya, who was sitting in the back, didn't know how to express his feelings in words at this time, but it didn't matter if the drift of the carriage just now was not successful. He was ready to destroy the tree.

"We are the people of North Aidlin. We are honest and simple. You just need to get used to it, young man."

The old man thought that Riya would be so scared that he would hug the wooden pole in the carriage like others and refuse to let go. However, he later found that the person sitting in the back was not scared, but revealed a kind of faint excitement.

"Can you hit it again? At that moment just now, I seemed to see my Lord! Ah, praise my Lord!"

"That's not a hit! It's a skill."

That's what he said, but it was the first time the old man met someone with such a reaction as Riya. At first glance, there was nothing special, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt scared.

He immediately decided to drive well and stop drinking.

In this way, the carriage drove steadily for a distance, passing through several small towns on the way. Except for being robbed and murdered, everything was very peaceful.

But now, the old man still hasn't recovered from the shadow just now. He still remembers that several people with guns suddenly rushed out and pointed guns at him. Before he said a word, the young man in the carriage sat in the car and shot without looking outside.

Those villains screamed, and their hands holding guns were pierced by bullets. Then, the young man in the car looked outside and invited everyone to get on the car with a smile, as if he was not the one who shot just now.

In the next town, Riya sold them all to the slave trader, and walked out of the slave detention center with a thick stack of banknotes in his hand. During this period, his fingers were still counting the number of banknotes.

"It is a joy to create wealth with your own hands, don't you think so, old man?"

"...You are right, but aren't you afraid that these people will come out to retaliate against you?"

"I treat them like this, and it is understandable that they want to retaliate against me, but I don't think they can run away. After all, a buyer has just decided to buy them and throw them into the bottom of the boat to catch oysters."

"Aren't their hands broken?"

"It should be fine to raise them. If there is really a problem, you can only make nests in the sea - there should be many fish that like to eat meat."

After saying this, the driver immediately respected Lia. He originally wanted to scare Lia because he thought Lia was easy to bully, but he didn't expect that this guy turned out to be an unexpectedly ruthless character.

"Maybe you will soon integrate into North Aidlin. Here, weak people can only be bullied. If you want to survive, you must be more ruthless than everyone else."

"No one wants to provoke a madman."

"I think so too." Lia stepped back on the carriage. He suddenly thought of the white-masked cultists. These guys should also be doing well here.

Just when he was tired of thinking and was about to close his eyes and take a nap, the body of the car shook. It turned out that the driver suddenly braked.

Riya opened his eyes and looked outside the car. At that moment, his eyes reflected a touch of red.

In front of him, there was a person with a body on fire and hot smoke still coming out of her back, crying and rushing towards the carriage. Her voice was more like the roar of a beast than crying, and no one could hear the specific content of her shouting.

Behind her, a group of people carrying farm tools or burning sticks picked up at random chased her, shouting while chasing: "Don't run! Stop!"

"Tsk tsk, we actually caught up with the witch hunt this time."

The driver sighed a little, and Riya's first reaction to hearing "witch hunt" was to get off the car quickly. He had some psychological shadow on this word, and recently it was the day when witches gathered.

Although it is common sense that they are powerful and it is unlikely that they will be forced into this state by a group of ordinary people, Riya still has to be on guard.

It is better to be safe than sorry.

Thinking of this, Riya raised his hand like a magician and conjured up a handful of water from the sky and poured it on the burning man, extinguishing the flames on his body.

"Cough! Cough!" The person on the ground rolled in pain. There was no intact part of her skin left, especially her face, which was now completely burned horribly. Her eyes, nose and mouth were all shattered into pieces.

"Praise Wumian, thank you for your kindness."

"It's you again."

Before Riya could comfort him, the words that were just on his lips turned around in an instant, and he took out a pistol from his arms and pulled the trigger to kill the man in one go.

By the way, he set a fire on the man, so everything that everyone experienced became like this——

They are chasing a witch who suddenly ran away. This witch is not a patient, just an ordinary person, but some people think she is, so she must be.

The moment the fire ignited, the girl broke free from the rope and ran away. This made people more convinced that she was a witch.

So they kept chasing her, and when they were about to catch up, a man of high status suddenly ran out of the carriage in front of him and asked for a hero to save the beauty. He even showed a method they didn't understand and put out the fire directly.

But they are not angry -

Before they even had time to get angry, the man shot the person they were chasing, then lit the fire again, signaling everyone to continue chasing.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Tormented by pain, the cultist continued to run wildly to one side. She stretched out her hands to scratch her face, and threw her burning face and flesh at the pursuers behind her.

"I'm going to kill you all, you disgusting people. I'm not a witch at all, but you always think of me as a witch. Is it just because I can read!?

It's so sad here, sad for all of you, that some places are always poor for a reason, and you can never escape the prison of poverty and this disgusting environment.

Let me tell you, when the sea tide rises, you will be the first to drown! ! ! "