Taking space to escape famine, Sister Wan killed everyone along the way

Song Qi: "I don't know why, those people are bad guys, we kill people to protect ourselves, either they die or we die.

When we killed people, we didn't have any psychological burden, especially when we saw that person showing such a disgusting look towards the painting, we felt that those people didn't deserve to die!

But when we actually kill someone, and in such a brutal way, the moment we see the body, we can't help but feel nauseous and want to vomit. We can't control our physiological reactions at all!"

Speaking of this, Song Qi recalled the scene of that man's tragic death, and suddenly felt nauseous again. He vomited, and this time it was a real dry heave. After taking the medicine, he couldn't even vomit bile.

Song Shu was also deeply touched. "We've seen dead bodies before, quite a few of them, and even tragic ones. But why such a big reaction this time? Is it really a psychological barrier on our part?"

Qin Wanwan didn't know what to say. It seemed like all she had to say was to overcome the psychological barriers.

Song Xiangdong walked over at this time and saw that his two sons looked pale. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed. He first touched his daughter's head soothingly before walking up to his two sons.

Without any disgust, he directly hugged his two sons in his arms, and said with a choked voice, "Sons, you are great. It is you who protected Huahua, and it is your bravery that protected so many of our relatives and companions in the rear!

Dad, I'm proud of you!"

For some reason, Song Qi and Song Shu, who had been feeling their stomachs churning, suddenly felt calmer because of their father's hug and his words.

"Dad, is it true? We vomited like this, don't you think we are useless?" Song Shu couldn't help but ask.

There were people who vomited all over the place after killing someone, but they were only little kids of a few years old. They were already this big, but they still vomited like children and were unrecognizable.

"How could that be?" Song Xiangdong asked back, "You are my sons. You have protected your family and your friends. How could your father think that you are useless?

Did you see those bandits? Those guys lying on the ground, shivering and begging for mercy. How do you compare to them?

"Then of course we have to be more courageous than them!" Song Shu answered without hesitation.

"That's right! You bravely rushed forward and saved my sister. You didn't flinch and fought with us until the end. You also saved several people from getting hurt.

You, like everyone else, are brave heroes who eliminate harm for the people!

Dad is only proud of you! Dad's sons have grown up and become independent little adults! "Song Xiangdong said this with a look of pride, which made Song Shu and Song Qi feel warm in their hearts and no longer had the desire to vomit.

Qin Wanwan watched as her uncle calmed the two of them down with just a few words, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, which made Song Xiangdong laugh.

"Wanwan, go back and have a rest. You've been tired just now. After we finish the work ahead, we probably have to go to the village," Song Xiangdong hurriedly pushed his niece and little daughter towards the ox cart.

Qin Wanwan didn't hesitate. She turned around and gave Song Xiangdong a thumbs up, pouted her lips and nodded to show her affirmation, then turned around and walked towards the ox cart.

After the fight, I am really tired and I need my mother's care and concern to relieve my stress!

Song Xiangdong felt a little amused and helpless when he saw his niece suddenly becoming out of control. Wanwan's personality was really... funny!

The people of Daqin Village were very decisive. They searched all the dead bodies, and after stripping them of all their possessions, they put them all together and burned them.

The remaining dozen or so seriously injured people, some barely breathing their last breath, and some lightly injured people were trembling with fear at their actions. As bandits, they had never done such a cruel thing.

Now they all wondered if these people in front of them were bandits moving to another place. They were the victims, and their village would become their stronghold.

"The rest of you, tell me, where is your village? How many people are there? How much supplies are there? If you explain everything clearly, maybe there is still hope of survival!"

Qin Qingyun stood in front of these people, and his imposing manner made the dozen or so people tremble in fear and unable to utter a word.

They saw clearly that it was this man who had just come. Don't be fooled by his gentle and scholarly appearance. He was ruthless when it came to killing people.

Killing is not enough, and they would not resort to cruel killing, but it was this man, and the girl who looked like a fairy just now, who chopped their leader into pieces.

Seeing that no one spoke, Qin Qingyun sneered, "You are scared now. When you rob and kill others, have you ever thought that others will be scared too?"

After he finished speaking, Qin Qingyun took the machete in his hand and chopped at a seriously injured person, killing him with one blow. He didn't say a word and didn't drag his feet.

The man fell to the ground with a thud. Although he died with his eyes open, at least he was no longer in pain. There was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, which made the bandits tremble in their hearts.

Could it be that this group of people really knew some weird kung fu as the military advisor said? How could they still smile after being killed?

"Okay, good man, I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'll tell you the truth!" The dog-headed military advisor rolled and crawled over to his knees, knocking his head repeatedly.

The rest of the people also reacted and followed the military advisor's example, kneeling on the ground and knelt down to kowtow and beg for mercy. Only three of the seriously injured could not get up. They were hanging on to their breath, unable to breathe or swallow. They wanted to die but couldn't, and they wanted to live but couldn't either.

He just watched others begging for mercy, unable to do anything but make a grunting sound in his throat, then closed his eyes and kicked his legs, and was so anxious that he died.

The other two were frightened by this sudden situation, and one of them died as a result of this shock.

There was only one last one left, and he was still making scolding sounds in his throat. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, his heart tightened, and he actually followed closely!

Everyone: ...Could it be that these three people have become sworn brothers?

The other bandits were terrified, and now they were even more suspicious that these people had some special abilities. How could these three people die at the same time for no apparent reason?

Even if he was seriously injured, he wasn't going to die!

Seeing that the bandits didn't even dare to beg for mercy, they just hugged each other and trembled, not even daring to look up at everyone!

"What the hell? How can the dead stick together? But it's better if they're dead. They look half-dead. I'll have to drag them later, which is quite tiring. They'll suffer less if they're dead!" Qin Tiezhu looked at the three straight corpses and called three people over. The four of them dragged one corpse each, including the one that was hacked to death, and walked towards the place where the corpses were to be burned.