After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Followed all the way to the village, there were two burly men guarding the gate of the village.

Ning Haitang cautiously followed behind Er Bao, thinking that he would be stopped, but saw the two big men staring at him as they entered the door without moving.

The expression is very strange, quite ferocious.

So Ning Haitang quickly took two steps to follow Er Bao who was walking in front, "What's wrong with those two people, why are they looking at me like this?"

"Oh, maybe I don't know you."

"Shouldn't you stop me if you don't know me?"

"Hey, what are the barriers?" Er Bao waved his hand and led him to continue walking into the village: "Our village has no rules to stop people."

Don't stop people?Is this Black Dragon Village so casual now?

He remembered the last time he came, before he reached the gate, he wished that the whole village would come running over to eat him alive.

Besides, the two big guys at the door still look familiar, like the people who came to fight last time, how could they not remember themselves, and didn't even stop to ask?

Many doubts made Ning Haitang suspicious.

He followed Er Bao for a few more steps, and found that everyone in the village was staring at him fiercely, but didn't move.

It was very strange, as if he had fallen into a trap that had been set long ago.

Feeling vigilant, Ning Haitang held the sword in his hand, and suddenly stepped forward and put the blade on Er Bao's neck from behind him, "Say, are you trying to set a trap for me?"

"No..." Er Bao was shocked when he saw the sword resting on his neck so close, "I simply brought you in to find my brother, why did you set up a trap?"

"Then why aren't they moving?"

"I don't know, they usually don't move in this village."

Ning Haitang still felt that something was wrong, and was about to threaten again, but before the strength in his hand could be tightened, he heard a shocking "pa", and then he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and blood spattered out.

"Hmm..." He staggered a few steps, let go of Erbao and tightly covered the wound, and found that his shoulder had been pierced by a round bullet.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, and saw a man not far away holding a slender tubular weapon aimed at him.

The front end of the weapon was still smoking.

"Yo~ Xiao Haitang, come to my Black Dragon Village, why don't you say hello to my old acquaintance who has been studying with you for two years?"

The person who spoke was Long Aotian.

Long Aotian is shirtless, with dragons and tigers painted on his body, his fierce face is very difficult to provoke.

But Ning Haitang focused all his attention on the weapon in his hand.

It turned out that this was a firearm. The moment I heard the sound just now, I was shot in the shoulder. This speed is indeed so fast that people can dodge it. It seems difficult to deal with it.

No wonder Yan Hui's team had all collapsed on the mountain before.

Long Aotian said again: "Why don't you talk, little Haitang, are you dumbfounded when you see this weapon, hahahaha!"

"To win with weapons, you should be a waste, or a waste!" Ning Haitang mocked disdainfully: "If you have the ability, let my brother go, and we will fight with bare hands!"

"What, you call me trash?!" Hearing him scolding himself, Long Aotian angrily pointed a firearm at him, "See if I don't shoot you like a sieve!"

Hearing another loud noise, Ning Haitang didn't sit still this time, but quickly used his inner breath to mobilize the air around his body, thinking about the method Yan Hui taught him, and feeling the impact.

He closed his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly slashed forward with the long sword in his hand.

"Hang!" The sound of metal colliding pierced the eardrums, and the small metal projectile was split in half by his sword and fell into the soil.

Ning Haitang opened his eyes, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, he was panting heavily, the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but he didn't care at all.

He looked at the shot put that fell by his feet, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Phew...fortunately..."

He raised his head again, and hooked the corner of his mouth provocatively at Long Aotian, "Go on, I'm afraid of you?"

"It must be a coincidence, I don't believe it, I can't kill you!" As he said, Long Aotian fired another projectile at him.

Ning Haitang successfully blocked it once, and practice makes perfect the second time. He quickly swung the long sword, jumped up after cutting off the projectile, and rushed towards Long Aotian's body.

The sharp long sword flashed a cold light in the chilling wind, Ning Haitang's murderous aura was overwhelming, and he wanted to kill him with one blow.

But because of his shoulder injury, his movements were a little slow, so his sword move didn't hit Long Aotian, and Long Aotian dodged it sideways.

Long Aotian hurriedly took a step back, and said in a panic: "This...it's impossible...how can you go so fast..."

"How can it be impossible? Your defeated opponent is still defeated, your Brother Ning will teach you how to be a second person today!"

Speaking of which, Ning Haitang lifted his leg and kicked him hard on the chest, kicking him flying on his back. His huge body pressed against the fence behind him, breaking several of the fence.

He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and frantically shouted at the person who was still standing motionless: "What are you doing, go up and kill him!"

But the group of people still didn't move, as if they were possessed by a demon.

"Damn, what a bunch of trash!" Long Aotian gritted his teeth and cursed, his eyes became more and more fierce.

Ning Haitang was looking around, and suddenly found that Erbao had long since disappeared.

He looked at Long Aotian who was still lying down and couldn't get up, and asked him: "Where is my brother?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha——" Long Aotian raised his head and laughed wildly, while laughing, he touched a small box with a square shape from somewhere on his body. The box was very strange, with a strange little bump on the top.

After he laughed, he tapped the little bump with his finger, and said in a sinister way: "I'm afraid, you will never see your brother again, are you happy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge roar suddenly came from a certain corner of the village.

"Boom——" The ground shook for a moment, and debris flew across.

The huge impact sent everyone's skirts flying up, as if something had been blown apart. After the roar fell, a raging fire suddenly ignited in a corner, and the fiery light turned the village into blood red.

"What did you..." Ning Haitang looked at the fire, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Won't……

"Of course I sent your brother to see Lord Yan." Long Aotian patted the dust on his body and stood up from the ground, "Do you know what controllable explosives are? Can use some mechanisms to ignite the explosives I placed."

"You don't know how useful this thing is, better than firearms..."

"What did you say—!" Ning Haitang yelled at him hysterically before he could finish speaking: "You said...you killed my brother?!!!!"

His mind was buzzing for a while, and he was spinning so loudly that he couldn't even see the red fire.

"That's right, I killed him." Long Aotian had a happy smile on his face, flushed by the fire.

Ning Haitang seemed to lose control of her emotions, and continued to roar, "You let me go up the mountain alone, and I came alone! I didn't break the contract, but you couldn't beat me, why should you blame my brother!!!!"

His pupils were red, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, he thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could protect others, but why did things always backfire! ! ! !

"I don't care if you breached the contract or not. Anyway, I just want revenge. Who told you to provoke me!"

"You——!!!!" Ning Haitang was so angry that his body couldn't help shaking, he held the sword and swung his body again, trying to kill Long Aotian.

But before he could move his body, Long Aotian took the first step and opened fire.

Ning Haitang's breathing was completely messed up at the moment, he couldn't control his internal breath at all, let alone feel the slight shock.

So he was shot in his left leg very quickly, and fell to the ground with a "plop" on one knee.

But he gritted his teeth and insisted on standing up, but there was another "bang", and his right leg was also shot.

This time, he couldn't get up again.

His chest and face were pressed against the cold ground, feeling the flow of blood, he was so unwilling, he was obviously here to save people...

The pool of blood slowly smudged into layers of bright red in the ground below him, like a gorgeous red crabapple in full bloom.

Ning Haitang wanted to get up again and again, but his body was so heavy that he fell back again and again.

"It's just you who want to save your brother!"

"I'm telling you Ning Haitang, you can't save anyone!"

Long Aotian's voice came from above.

no one can save...

The image of Wu Kai's head rolling down at his feet flashed in Ning Haitang's mind again, and the sense of powerlessness and despair at that moment was completely reproduced, and he experienced it vividly again.

His back was stepped on by Long Aotian, and the top of his head was pressed against by the firearm in his hand.

"go to hell!"

"Brother, don't kill him!" A sudden voice interrupted Long Aotian's finger that was about to pull the trigger.

When Long Aotian turned his head, it was the second son Long Tiezhu standing behind him.

Long Tiezhu walked over slowly and said: "Just kill him like this, it's cheaper for him, and torture him more."

Long Aotian thought about it for a while, so he let go of his feet, "Yes, he must be tied up, and he must be whipped several hundred times, and if he is not allowed to shed his skin, I will not be called Long Aotian!"

Long Tiezhu also echoed, "I'm going to gouge out his eyeballs and cut off his tongue!"

"You two are too low-level." Another voice suddenly appeared, interrupting their voices.

It's the old Sanlong Goudan.

I saw him wearing gaudy clothes, walking lightly towards this side.

"We are low-level? Then how can you torture him?" The two asked in unison.

"Don't you find it interesting to ask him to kneel down for us?"

Long Aotian and Long Tiezhu showed contemptuous expressions at the same time: "This is a man, third child, are you crazy!"

"Hey~" Long Goudan changed a few sounds, and said with a sinister smile: "Men and women are the same, anyway, the mouth is the same, will you enjoy it?"

Those two people still shook their heads frantically: "Forget it, we can't accept this habit!"

Long Goudan gave a rather regretful look: "Since you don't know how to enjoy it, why don't you let me enjoy it first, and then torture you."

With that said, Long Goudan walked towards Ning Haitang who was lying in a pool of blood, and knelt down to help him up.

Ning Haitang was injured too badly, he had no strength, so he could only let the dragon dog throw him on a bed.

He suddenly remembered that when Duan Yiwei took him back from the prison, he threw him on the bed and was defiled in the same way.

And now, history repeats itself.

He closed his eyes in despair, Fei Lian was gone, and his heart was completely dead.

The clothes on his body were being torn little by little, and he hated the disgusting behavior of the dragon dog, just like he hated the disgusting Duan Yiwei back then.

But he was powerless to struggle, and could only allow himself to be stained by the dirty hands.

Duan Yiwei... Duan Yiwei...

help me.

I was crying out for that person in my heart, longing for him to appear.

but……

how is this possible.