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Then jump off the ghost club.
He was already planning to leave.
After all, there is no justice value to be earned now.
There is no point in doing it yourself.
In addition, this miko obviously has some abilities.
It would be bad if she was forced too much and used some weird means to defeat the enemy.
Naturally, the thirty-six strategies are the best strategy.
When the time comes, just drop an explosive.
Get rid of this inexplicable miko and the people here.
He didn't believe that this woman could escape.
Qin Feng looked at the people kneeling on the ground in front of him. Although his eyes were complicated, his murderous intent was still strong.
After all, all the people here were carefully selected by him.
No innocent person, even a child, will be an enemy in the future under the indoctrination of his parents.
Naturally, Qin Feng would not be merciful at this time.
"Ah, have mercy, have mercy, brother."
"We are fellow villagers. I am from Daxia, not these little devils. Let me go."
Passing by a side hall by the road, Qin Feng glanced inside subconsciously.
The crowd crowded together shuddered, thinking that Qin Feng was about to take action.
At this moment, a man whose whole body was pitch black and whose facial features were almost invisible walked out shivering.
A pleading look on his face.
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then raised the muzzle of his gun and sneered: "Do you think I'm such a fool?"
"You, a black man, are pretending to be from Daxia."
"No, no, no, I misunderstood."
"This is my ID card and my son's. You see, we are really from Daxia."
Qin Feng looked at the familiar certificate in his hand.
His eyes were extremely astonished.
This is actually true, even the ethnic column below is the same as mine.
"Brother, believe me now. We are fellow villagers. Don't accidentally kill friendly troops."
Seeing Qin Feng's expression, the black man breathed a sigh of relief.
The smile became more flattering.
Fortunately, his ears were good and he heard the conversation between the two just now.
What a blessing.
"Which one is your son?"
Qin Feng looked away from the ID card and asked lightly.
"Here, Goudan, come here and meet your uncle."
The black man immediately went back and picked up a chubby black man about seven or eight years old.
He said with a flattering smile: "Brother, my son is also from Daxia."
"He usually studies well and is very popular with the female classmates in the class."
"Now, some key middle schools have booked him. He will definitely be a talent in the future."
Chapter 197 National Hatred and Family Feud (Thanks to all the big guys for the gifts, additional update 30/39)
"is it?"
Qin Feng nodded and handed back his ID card.
"Ask the little boy and recite the multiplication table to his brother."
"One...one...one..."
"Brother, he was frightened just now, so it's normal that he can't recite it now."
The black man hurriedly explained.
Qin Feng waved his hand casually and said, "Let's go."
"Thank you, brother, thank you fellow countryman."
The black man was overjoyed.
He hugged his son excitedly and ran towards the outside of the ghost club.
Buzz buzz...
The familiar turning sound suddenly came.
The man was taken aback.
He turned around quickly and looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, his pupils shrinking.
He shouted in horror: "My fellow villager, what are you doing..."
bang bang bang...
[Ding, justice emotions are being collected, congratulations to the host for +2 justice points]
"Bah, you little Mo, how dare you pretend to be my fellow countryman?"
Qin Feng cursed.
Looking at the prompts in the system, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
"He was still a child. Do you know what you did?"
"In your eyes, is life so worthless?"
The miko above the main hall stared at the mangled corpse on the ground.
His eyes were a little red.
His whole body was filled with energy and his expression was fierce.
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng looked at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood around him, and listened to the mournful wails of the survivors who had lost their loved ones.
I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
In particular, at this time in the side hall, several people blocked their loved ones with their bodies.
Even though his whole body was shaking with fear and his pants were soaked all over, he still firmly used his body to block it.
Looking at these people, Qin Feng saw only determination and protection.
Gatlin, who had been aiming at it, stopped in mid-air for a moment.
The trigger suddenly became a little hard to press.
What is life to you?
The confusion in Qin Feng's heart seemed to be suddenly magnified countless times.
For the first time, he felt that he was too cruel.
After all, this is hundreds of thousands of lives.
Hundreds of thousands...
[Ding, if it is detected that the inner demon is born in the host, do you need to consume the justice value to clear it? 】
Heart demon?
Qin Feng was shocked and immediately clicked the OK button.
[Ding, please choose the amount of justice points to consume, one point/ten points/one hundred points/one thousand points/five thousand points. 】
Five thousand.
Qin Feng chose the most expensive one without hesitation.
Now he lacks everything except the value of justice.
For an instant.
Qin Feng felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
It is an extremely dilapidated earthen house with only four walls.
There is nothing else but a bed, table and chairs.
"time to eat."
A man with a bloated face shouted from outside the door.
Qin Feng didn't know him.
But he instantly understood that this was his father.
In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.
"System, what's going on? Isn't it to clear the inner demons?"
Qin Feng asked strangely in his heart.
But the system is still the same as before, with no answer at all.
In response, he could only shrug helplessly.
But at this time, the body involuntarily came to the simple table.
Only then did Qin Feng realize that he couldn't control this body at all.