My name is Ren

Chapter 128 Go, my people, tear them apart, speak with blood, let the soul dance!

Indigenous is a derogatory term, but in some occasions, it has become a kind and colloquial commendatory term.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's emotions began to change subtly, and their eyes when they looked at the sallow-faced man gradually became dangerous.

Ren nodded slightly, and even leaned forward vaguely. The two old men were so frightened that they were about to jump up, but the unstoppable smiles on their faces had already betrayed their truest emotions.

Ren waved to the sallow-faced man, who moved with heavy steps, and his heart quickly sank into the abyss.He is now thinking about how to solve the current situation. He never imagined that this young city lord could be so calm and use such a special method to break his script.When he walked in front of Ren, he didn't think of any useful solution, and his face became more and more panicked.

Ren stretched out two fingers and circled around, signaling him to turn around. The sallow-faced man swallowed dryly and had to turn around.When he turned his back to Ren, and countless thoughts arose in his mind, and countless thoughts fell, he only heard Ren say softly, "Kneel!" His legs softened and he knelt on the ground. The voice Slight in the ear, but like a thunder in the heart.

He couldn't see Ren, but he became more and more panicked, shaking like chaff, and sweating profusely.

"Why do you want to pretend to be from Ortrenburg?" Ren, out of his sight, turned the Civilization Staff upside down and held it in his hand.Fon Kes stood in the distance and saw this scene, and slapped himself on the face. This civilized stick seemed to be doomed again.

The sallow-faced man still had the last trace of luck in his heart at this time, his voice became hoarse, "I don't know what you mean, I didn't... no, I came here with refugees, I thought I'm already from Ortrenburg. Yes, I'm from Ortrenburg, and I'm not lying!"

Ren sneered, how could those Ortrenburg people who were watching still not know, they were deceived.Their icy eyes fixed on the sallow-faced man, as if they were looking at a dead person.

where is this place?
This is Ortrenburg!

Go to the outside world to ask, what kind of place is Ortrenburg?
In the city of chaos and the city of crime, in the streets and alleys here, everyone you see may be a murderer from anywhere, a scum who has done many bad things, a thief, Is a gang member..., only can't be a good guy.This is a city full of crime and evil blood from beginning to end, full of disgusting stench.

These people who look no different from the residents of other cities may have been the most evil incarnations in people's mouth, and they are terrifying existences.

They were covered with an ideal coat by Rennes, making them look more like civilized people, but this does not mean that they have forgotten the past and the moment when their hands were stained with blood.They just don't mention it anymore and let themselves try to embrace tomorrow, but please don't doubt that they can do everything, especially when they are moving towards their ideals.

The sallow-faced man became more and more frightened, and almost had a diarrhea collapse. He lowered his head, bit his lip, and tasted the sweetness of blood.He looked at his knees without any shame, but wondered if he could escape.

With a buzzing sound, the wind rang in his ears, and the moment his eyes froze slightly, his whole head was violently thrown towards him.Blood followed, spraying from the burst skin.His body also fell because of this, almost being carried away by the huge force.His pants were instantly damp, and a fishy smell permeated the air instantly.

With a plop, he fell to the ground, his mind buzzing, as if a huge fly had gotten into his head.There were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes, and my right eye seemed to have completely lost vision.The nasal cavity suddenly became hot, and blood splashed all over the nostrils, and then flowed slowly.He lost control of his body in an instant, and it was not until a moment later that he regained control of his body.Panic completely engulfed his heart, he yelled "ah, ah", without any purpose, just because of fear.

"Help him up." Ren waved the bloody civilized stick, throwing the blood from the handshake to the ground.The two young men roughly helped the sallow-faced man to his knees again.

Ren's light voice without a trace of anger came again, and the man trembled violently, trembling violently, "Why pretend to be from Ortrenburg?"

It took nearly 30 seconds for the dizzy head to understand the meaning of this sentence, although this sentence did not hide any deeper problems.The sallow-faced man didn't hesitate at all this time. He knew that resistance would only lead to death. He blurted out without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, "Someone asked me to pretend to be an Ortrenburger. It wasn't my intention. , they want me to stir up class antagonisms and make you suffer a little bit."

The more he spoke, the more fluently he spoke, and the hatred in his heart began to shift, from Ren to those grain merchants.If they hadn't tempted themselves with benefits they couldn't refuse, how could they have encountered such a situation?He didn't reflect on his own greed, but complained about the temptation of others. He didn't want to hide it, and told everything without Rennes asking.

"They hoarded a lot of food and prepared to sell it at a high price, but you didn't let them sell it at a high price, so they needed a chance. You had nothing to say, and you had to hold your nose to admit it, so they sent me here Yes. I swear, all of this is true and instigated by others. You see, how can such a lowly person like me take the initiative to provoke a big man like you? Please, let me go, I am Innocent!"

"I'll help you identify them. I know every single one of them. They're all bad, festering, bad people who want to make a fortune lying on the heap of starving corpses!"

"Say their names!"

The well-known big grain merchants were named one by one, and the expressions of the Ortrenburg people became more and more ferocious. Their families were suffering from hunger, but these people wanted to plunder their wealth. Even at the expense of inciting dangerous antagonisms.They can completely imagine that once they succeed, no matter who wins or loses in the end, there will be no winner for this city.No, yes, those grain merchants are the winners.

They trampled on the dignity that people had finally built up, and they tried to subvert the future that was so close at hand. They actually wanted to destroy this city that had regained hope! !
Ru Lin's right arm was raised high, and the tightly clenched fist showed the extreme anger in their hearts at the moment. They roared and shouted - kill!kill!kill!

As the outside world is familiar with, there are no good people in Ortrenburg, and the way people decide on a matter is very simple, to kill or not to kill.

The sallow-faced man burst into tears like rain. What the hell kind of city did he come to? Why did this group of people suddenly change their appearance?He desperately begged for mercy, moved out of his family, moved out of the children, and moved out of the elderly who still needed to be supported.But he never imagined that if he succeeded, what would happen to the families of those who might die because of this incident, and who would take care of them?
Ren winked at Blair. Blair was startled, and immediately realized what Ren meant. He put one hand on the shoulder of the sallow-faced man. Before the man could look up, there was another whistling sound.The whistling sound was stronger and sharper than the sound just now, and the expression on his frightened face was completely frozen.

With a dull sound, the Civilization Staff, which could not bear the enormous force, broke once, and the bloody staff head flew and fell to the ground, rolling slowly.Ren raised the only half of the cane left in his hand, with the broken end facing down, and the sharp edge was not much softer than a metal sharp weapon.He thrust down hard, inserted straight along the sallow-faced man's cervical spine, and pierced out from the lower part of his throat where the collarbone intersected.

Ren let go of his hand, allowing the sallow-faced man to slowly fall face forward.His fair face was stained with some blood, and under the calm but volcanic expression was filled with suppressed anger.

"Go to hell and repent!"

Feng Kesi coughed lightly, ran out, took out his handkerchief and was about to wipe the blood on Ren's face, Ren turned his head and glanced at him, "Try if you dare to touch me."

Feng Kesi stuffed the handkerchief into Ren's hand resentfully, and stepped back reluctantly.

Ren wiped the blood from his face and said with a smirk: "Where is the indelible spirit of Ortrenburg? We are villains, we are thugs, we never deny it! But, that is when dealing with the enemy , Now, our enemy has appeared. My people, tell me, tell the city master you are following, what should you do when you find the enemy?!"

A roar pierced through the entire space, shooting straight into the sky like a cannonball. At this moment, even the sunlight dimmed!

"Tear him apart!"

People kept waving their right arms angrily, and looked at Ren hysterically and fanatically. Ren threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground. It was not known whether it was a coincidence or on purpose, and it happened to land on the head of the corpse on the ground.

Facing the people who had already begun to go crazy, he did not have the slightest fear or wavering. He took a deep breath, raised his right arm high, and said with a sickly composure: "Go, find them, tear them apart." They, speak with blood, let the soul dance!"

(End of this chapter)