I don't know that such a scene happened in this stockade.

Other stockades are also identical replicas, like purgatory on earth.

The soldiers of the black dove burned, killed and looted, in front of their fathers and even their husbands.

Violating other people's daughters and wives.

At the same time, they want to accumulate money, and even a rule was born in the black.

Keep half of the money from the search, the command room takes 30%, and the remaining 20% ​​is handed over to the king.

In the black dove prison, the mourning shook the sky.

The villagers in the various stockades were all tied to the shelves at this moment, and they were continuously beaten with whips.

"Don't tell me, as long as you say that everything you do is instructed by Lin Mo, we can let you go."

The young man who was tied to the rack, his prison uniform already dyed blood red, stared blankly at the black dove member in front of him.

He exhausted all his strength and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, hitting the members of Heijiu in the face.

Looking at the incomparably gloomy complexion of the members of the Black Dove and the eyes that were about to spit out anger.

The young man didn't have the slightest fear, and he even laughed.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, folks, today, Zhao Li from Zhaojiazhai, go down first to make way for everyone!"

The members of the black dove looked at the young man who was laughing in front of him, and said angrily, "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."

After that, he took out a wooden cone from one side, aimed it at the young man's stomach, and held a hammer in the other hand and smashed it hard.

"puff!"

The young man spit out a mouthful of blood, and the black dove members covered his entire body. He continued to roar as if he could not feel the pain.

"Hahaha, you... poof... dare to kill me, do you really think I have no background in Zhao Li?"

While vomiting blood, Zhao Li shouted at the members of Heijiu with a smile.

The members of the black dove looked at Zhao Li, who was like a madman, and said with a smile.

"Come on, look at the one in this prison who is your background and your proud backer."

Zhao Li looked at the members of Heijiu, his voice became weaker, but his eyes became brighter.

"My background was never a person or a synonym."

"It is a collection of five thousand years of long tradition, and it is the belief in the hearts of all people."

"Pfft... people like you don't know what a nation is, what is... a compatriot!"

Zhao Li's voice gradually weakened, and he was no longer able to make a loud voice.

But... it's enough.

Before the darkness came, Zhao Li saw the red in his heart, the red was bright, the red... hot.

Zhao Li's voice echoed in the prison, and the villagers who were still a little shaken were firmed up by his voice.

Suddenly, a voice that contained pain but was still resonant sounded again.

It's completely different from Zhao Li's words, but it seems... nothing has changed.

"Huaxia Songlian, take the first step today and go down with Brother Zhao to open the way for everyone!"

"Huaxia is stationed in Linjiazhai Lin Ran, together with all my dear brothers, don't forget my little brother!"

There are also angrily scolding the mother to show the quintessence of the country.

\"You son of a bitch, grandpa won't play with you anymore, a bunch of bastards, brothers wait for me, I'm afraid of the dark!\"

One after another voices sounded in this dark and gloomy prison, and everyone could not see each other.

But they seemed to see each other on the bright red.

That's right, most of them are people with Huaxia International, and they went to a foreign country for various reasons.

However, they have never forgotten the biggest background behind them.

In the prison, there was even a faint song.

"Yangtze River, Great Wall"

"Yellow Mountain, Yellow River"

"It weighs a thousand pounds in my heart..."

The singing surrounds the dark prison, even making people think that this is no longer a prison.

It is a singing troupe for Chinese wanderers to express their longing for the motherland.

The members of Heijiu, who had been sprayed with blood by Zhao Li, heard the singing echoing constantly in the prison.

When the voice was about to be cut off, someone would call out their name aloud, and then sang.

Even if the voice is accompanied by uncontrollable pain, even if it is almost a roar.

None of them stopped the singing.

The members of the black dove stood in front of Zhao Li's corpse with a look of jealousy on their faces.

"Why were you born in such a great place, why!" JrNovels.com