Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 135 Slave Owner, Tang Wen's Purpose!
The room in front of him was not high, Tang Wen gestured to the door frame, he had to bow his head when entering the door.

With the help of night vision, he looked through the simple wooden door.

I saw a downward step inside the door. There were four or five steps down, about half a meter deep.

Such a structure can not only expand the space in the house, but also enjoy underground shade.

There were no windows in the house, and there was no bed inside. A man who was so thin that only his bones remained was sleeping on the ground. He had no hair, a white beard, and could not tell his age.

In addition to the stove and firewood in the house.

There are also a few pieces of clothes that look like rags, a hemp rope covered with dirt, a few fruits of unknown origin, and two buckets filled with muddy water...

Even when I just traveled through time, if I compare with them, I can be considered a rich man.

In this case, it is really just living.

Live like a beast.

Tang Wen muttered a few words silently, and floated to another earthen house. The situation inside was similar.

Just sleeping on the ground were two skinny children.

It seems that they have grown-ups, they may be carrying water, but they haven't come back yet.

Even looking at a few, the situation is basically the same.

A big house in the middle of the village.

Tang Wen developed the breath-holding technique that he had just started, coupled with muscle control, making his steps as light as a civet cat.

With a knife in one hand and a flying stone in the other, he quietly came to the window of the big house.

The two windows were wide open, and he took another look. The wooden frames of the windows were neatly made and sealed with yellow paper.

Reaching out and touching it, the yellow paper is the best kraft paper.

Tang Wen's eyes became complicated.

The windows are made by professional carpenters. The big house in front of you has four or eight windows at the front and back.

According to the price of the flame camp, at least one hundred catties of corn can be exchanged.

Inside the house, several oil lamps glowed with yellow flames.

Oil lamps are burning low-quality kerosene, which contains a lot of impurities, and black smoke jumps on the flame.

Looking inside, Tang Wen's eyes became more complicated.

The huge wooden bed was carved with patterns, and the bed was hung with curtains made of light gauze. Tang Wen's eyesight was amazing, and he could see clearly through the light gauze.

A fat old man was lying naked on the bed with his legs widely spread.

There can be a dozen or so women on the bed at the same time.

The two knelt at the foot of the bed, each holding a wrinkled foot and pressing it carefully.

Four women knelt on the bed, serving at his legs.

They were kneading their thighs and calves with woolen pants.

What he leaned on behind was naturally the woman's fair and plump body.

The old man!
The body is pretty good!
Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and Tang Wen stood at the window staring at it, but the slave owner on the bed didn't notice it.

He made a moaning and chirping sound, all he could do was enjoy himself.

Tang Wen curled his lips and had an idea.

Flutter!
The blood crow hit the door and flew away immediately.

The sound is especially clear in the dark night.

"Who?" The old man asked, but lay motionless on the bed.

Tang Wen was speechless.

how?

If someone really came to kill you, would you still report your name?

After a while, there was no other movement.

The old man didn't come out to check it either, he cursed and enjoyed it again.

Tang Wen retreated a certain distance, and joined Bai Youruo and his daughters.

"I thought you'd do it."

Bai Youruo and Bai Xue also walked around the village just now.

Seeing the movement in the big house from the rear window, the two women glanced at it and left

Tang Wen said calmly: "After killing that person, what will happen to the others?"

"What do you think?" Bai Youruo's eyes lit up, full of appreciation.

Judging from Tang Wen's performance just now, it should be the first time he has encountered such a slave village.

As a martial artist who grew up in a safe camp, he didn't kill the slave owners in the first place.

Instead come back and ask yourself the question.

At this point, he is already stronger than himself at the beginning.

Tang Wen didn't reply, and said directly: "Man, I will still kill! But after killing, I will stay here for two days."

Bai Youruo froze for a moment, then frowned and stared at him.

Bai Xue said directly: "Young Master Tang, we are short on time. And along the way, we may encounter many such villages."

The two women understood that Tang Wen wanted to help these villagers, just like they did when they left Baishi City for the first time.

After becoming martial artists, they were consciously brought to various weak slave owners by their seniors.

Those slave owners are similar to the old martial artists who enslaved the impoverished village in front of them.

Some are martial artists who have no hope of promotion, or a few martial artists who think they are powerful, enslaved some ordinary people, let them be like cows and horses, and satisfy their own ideas of being a master!

This is part of Baishicheng's training of juniors.

At that time, Bai Youruo's choice was the same as that of Tang Wen in front of him, to kill the slave owners and save these people.

He even did not hesitate to use his own resources to educate them to read and open up wasteland...

But soon, she found that it was futile.

People raised in slavery think very differently from hers.

Once they are free, they are full, they think they have power, and they only want to do one thing...

Camp Flame is a small place after all.

Bai Youruo shook his head secretly, obviously Tang Wen had never experienced similar training.

"You guys misunderstood."

Just when the two women made eye contact, thinking about how to dissuade them.

Tang Wen said, "You two thought I was staying for two days because I wanted to help these people."

"Isn't it?" The two women looked at each other with surprise in their voices.

Tang Wen shook his head: "I have known for a long time that people are powerless in the face of most things in this world."

Bai Youruo directly asked: "Then why do you want to stay?"

At this time, the water bearers in the wilderness came back. They carefully avoided the big house in the middle of the village, and went home along the edge path.

Tang Wen didn't reply directly, Tang Wen made a fool of himself: "Miss Bai is so smart, why don't you guess why I want to stay, I'm going to kill people now, before I come back, if you guess it, we'll leave right away, if you can't guess it, stay with me for two days."

After finishing speaking, Tang Wen rushed away. After a hundred meters, a flying stone was hit, and the roar suddenly sounded.

The fire flashed, and the roof of the big house in the middle was lifted up.

"I don't know where grandpa is coming?"

"Little old man lost his way, really damn it?"

A trembling voice sounded.

Tang Wen was taken aback.

The slave owner had no intention of rebelling.

Without any pants on, she knelt on the bed skillfully, kowtowing in Tang Wen's direction like pounding garlic.

Tang Wen made up his mind and killed him with a single blow.

Ignoring the women who were also kneeling, he hung the old man's body on the wall.

Then, shouted a few times in the village, telling everyone that they were free.

After doing all this, he didn't stop, and went back to Bai Youruo directly.

The three of them took the sand wolf and left far away. They found a high ground where they could see the village, and stopped to rest.

Watching Tang Wen take out the binoculars.

Miss Bai stretched her brows, and her tone was a bit surprised: "You want to observe them? Observe what these people will do after the death of the slave master?"

Tang Wen didn't turn his head back: "The answer is correct, but it's too late!"

Bai Youruo laughed: "I really underestimated Mr. Tang, the sand wolf is fast enough, it doesn't matter if you stay here for two days."

While talking, the women in the big house in the middle of the village ran out.

Shouting everywhere, knocking on doors everywhere.

In the village, it was lively.

(End of this chapter)