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Chapter 444. 441. The Land of Beggars (End)

Without the hindrance of the little paper figurines, the wounds on the big guys quickly healed, and they walked towards the group of children with a ferocious expression on their faces.

The group of children seemed to be terrified, and they kept shrinking towards the tobacco and wine: "Wow, wow, sister, help them, they are here!"

"Sister, save us."

"Miss sister woo woo woo. I don't want to die, I don't want to die"

He had a headache from being squeezed by cigarettes and alcohol, his throat was so dry, he tilted his head, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his beautiful eyes drooped slightly, and his tone was flat: "I can't save you, let's die together."

At the same time, the flames of war in the small farmyard gradually subsided. The city management npc was covered in blood, but he flicked his sleeves indifferently, and the blood-saturated clothes threw the red liquid to the ground in an instant.

All the human traffickers inside were cleaned up, and even the yard of the small farmyard was almost turned into a pile of ruins, and there were even mutilated limbs on the exposed ground.

The subordinate's face was also stained with a lot of blood. He cupped his fists at the urban management npc: "Master urban management, we have searched, and there is not a penny in it."

The urban manager immediately looked at his subordinate fiercely: "What did you say?"

The subordinate gritted his teeth: "I didn't find a penny, and there were no children from rich families. My lord, we were all cheated!"

The urban management NPC threw the blood-stained towel on the ground violently, with a shocking vicious expression on his face: "Catch that person back to me."

The anger value of the NPC has reached the extreme. Not only have they been used as gunmen and lost so many brothers, but they have not been reaped any benefits. When he got it back, his hands and feet were ruthlessly smashed inch by inch.

Even Fu Rong, a high-ranking military officer, can only be trampled under his feet, like a salted fish that is about to be gutted on a chopping board, and will never recover.

The urban management NPC strangled his neck tightly, and said in a harsh tone, "Tell me, where is the money?"

Fu Rong was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He wanted to try his best to find the clues left by tobacco and alcohol, but he didn't have the time or opportunity to find them.
The upright face was crushed into the pool of blood, and Fu Rong said with difficulty: ".Red soil. My teammate said that she would sprinkle red soil on the ground as a mark."

The urban management laughed loudly, and their eyeballs were bloodshot: "This small courtyard has been destroyed by us, where do you want us to find that red soil, huh? I will give you a minute, but I can't find it. The brothers pay for their lives!"

Fu Rong was kicked out fiercely, his whole body was in pain, he felt that death was gradually approaching, if only he had life-saving props like tobacco and alcohol, he could live to the end by himself, why would he need such humiliation.

He didn't dare to delay, and struggled to get up, trying to find a little bit of red soil on the blood-stained land.
Maybe this is the game world. Even though tobacco and alcohol controlled those paper figurines before, whether they were children or the three big men, they all felt that this phenomenon was extraordinarily normal.

Several children cried hoarsely, smoked and drank alcohol and closed their eyes, ready to die.

The boy holding the dagger tremblingly bit his lip and said tremblingly, "I'll kill them! Sister, can you help me!"

Tobacco and Wine opened their eyes, and the little red paper figure lying on the ground was infused with soul again, and cut open the ankle of one of the big men.

The three big men were trapped again, the boy mustered up his courage, and fixed his clear eyes on the three men, for fear of missing the best time to kill.

There are many daggers in the tobacco and alcohol space, including the one Ye Ge gave her before, all of them were taken out at this moment, and the voice was still calm: "If you have the courage, use it to kill them, I will find a chance to cut them at the same time. Drop their hands and feet."

Some children shy away, others hesitate, but they muster up the courage to choose a knife.

Tobacco and Alcohol can control up to five villains at the same time, if there are more, then she herself will be damaged, but at this time, I can't think about it so much.

Ten paper figurines flew out at the same time, and cut off the hands and feet of the three people with lightning speed. Of course, they didn't finish cutting off all of them, because there were not enough paper figurines.

The three fell to the ground.

The moment their wrists fell to the ground, new limbs seemed to grow from the fracture, and the little boy took the lead and stabbed one of them in the head with a dagger.

Crying and stabbing with their eyes closed, the other children also stabbed at the man like crazy.

Tobacco and alcohol had a splitting headache, and the corners of his eyes and nose had already begun to ooze blood: "Don't... grab one and stab the other two on the head."

When the children heard the words, they swarmed away again. You cut me down one by one until their bodies stopped moving until their heads were a paste.
All the children cried out.

finally finally all dead
After 1 minute, the sound of broadcast finally came.

[Congratulations to the player for clearing the game. You will return to the space after 5 minutes. Please wait patiently. 】

　It's so annoying. Where is the bloody violence in what I wrote? The original ban was rejected again.
　　Thank you for your support. Although this book has many shortcomings, it is almost finished hahahaha. I will be able to write other books soon, hehehe.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)