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Chapter 105: The Fury of the Mountain King

Zhou Ming came to the missing person's room, the same as in the room of Mr. Wu Zhuangshen's last time, it was also covered with mud.

However, because it was rainy that day, the dirt was particularly obvious that time, and this time it was relatively clean.

Others talked about the sleeping bed. The quilt on the bed was torn to pieces with a lot of blood on it, but without any body parts of the victim, the victim simply disappeared.

Zhou Ming checked the surroundings of the bed. There were no blood stains around the bed. The blood stains only stopped on the bed.

He turned around and went to the toilet and observed the toilet. Sure enough, there were more dirt marks around the toilet than anywhere else. Now Zhou Ming can almost confirm that the monster sneaked into the room to hunt through the toilet. Its moving method was the sewer pipe.

"Yes... Xiaoyu came to us! He came to us!" a male servant whispered palely.

He didn't know when he came to the door, looking at them helplessly, his horrified face full of despair.

"What Xiaoyu?" a hermit asked.

"Xiaoyu! I...I heard Xiaoyu's voice last night." said the servant.

Zhou Ming frowned, as if he had noticed something, and stepped forward and asked, "What did Xiaoyu say?"

"She...she's looking for Miss." The servant said in a daze.

"What does she have to do with you, Miss?" Zhou Ming frowned.

The servant's body suddenly began to tremble. He opened his bloodshot eyes, looked at Zhou Ming in terror, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "We...we did what we shouldn't do! We shouldn't do to her like that!"

Tears overflowed from the servant's eyes, and Zhou Ming was startled and guessed the reason.

"These people who disappeared did the same thing as you?"

The servant nodded.

"It looks like it's really a dead soul." Wang Siyan said next to him.

Zhou Ming shook his head, "Not necessarily."

"Huh? Why? I think it is almost certain that it is a dead soul." Wang Siyan was puzzled.

Zhou Ming turned and walked outside. The servant next to him knelt to the ground, clinging to Zhou Ming's trouser legs, and begged bitterly: "Please help me! Please help me, I don't want to die yet. what!"

"When you did those things to her, you didn't think so much." Zhou Ming said coldly, kicking the opponent away.

He returned to the hall just now, wanting to see how Wu Qian and Wu Xingxing were discussing, but when he arrived in the hall, he found that there was no one there, and everyone came to the big lawn outside the house.

Zhou Ming remembered that that place was the execution venue.

Outside, hundreds of people were called to the execution arena, and everyone cried and wailed constantly.

"I don't! I don't know any kidnappers and assassins! I have been cooking at home last night!"

"Innocent, Lord Shanwang! Injustice! I beg you to find out!"

"How do I dare to move this crooked mind? I can support a family of young and old, you rely on the mountain king, you, how dare I do such a thing!"

Zhou Ming ran out quickly and saw that hundreds of ordinary people were tightly tied with ropes and pressed onto the lawn. Wu Mingxing and Wu Qian were standing beside them.

Wu Qian watched this scene with horror, and the tears on his face had not yet dried up.

He raised his head and said to his father, "Dad, I have to apologize or not."

Wu Mingxing's eyes were sharp, he slammed his hand and slapped his son's face, a tooth flew out, and one cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Xingxing's anger was wide, staring at Wu Qian, pressing his throat and said: "What did you say? Apology! Why do you have to apologize!"

Wu Qian covered his cheek with his right hand with intact fingers, and his teeth trembled, "Dad, but if I don't apologize..."

"Snapped!"

With another crisp slap in the face, Wu Qian's cheek on the other side also swelled and turned into a pig's head.

Wu Mingxing showed no mercy to his disabled son. He could not see any warmth in his eyes, but his expression was hideous and terrifying.

"Apologize? Are you trying to ruin this home? At first I thought Aixiang was kidnapped. Why do you think I wanted them to come instead of trying to exchange money with the person who kidnapped her? Because I'm the mountain king!

"The majesty of the mountain king is absolutely not allowed to be defiled. Your cowardly behavior will only make those untouchables lose their fear of us! Someone wants to kill you, but you don't want to kill him, but are afraid of him! Are you my son! "

Wu Qian was scared to death, aggrieved and uncomfortable, and didn't know what to say.

He turned his head and glanced at the hundreds of people on the execution court, feeling a little scared. Although he usually kills many innocent people, it is hard to adapt to crushing people to death like ants.

The charges their father charged them were for collusion at the moment and kidnapping the son of the mountain king, but Wu Qian knew that these charges were unwarranted. These hundreds of people were just caught by his father who had just sent people down the mountain.

Wu Mingxing saw Wu Qian's hesitation, and a contemptuous sneer came from his throat.

He raised his finger at these people and said to Wu Qian:

"Have you seen these people? Do you know why I want these people to come here?"

Wu Qian cried and shook his head. He didn't want to listen. His hands and feet were so painful that he had just received a painkiller and was still very uncomfortable. He didn't want to watch these scenes and didn't think about these problems. He just wanted to go back to his bedroom and get a good night's sleep. It doesn't matter.

"Why did I give birth to you this trash!" Wu Mingxing said speechlessly, almost kicking it over.

But in the end he held back. He took a deep breath, grabbed Wu Qian by the hair, and forced Wu Qian to look at the hundreds of innocent civilians: "What did you think of? Son, tell me what did you think of? You were **** by that person. Go, cut off ten toes and five fingers! What was your first thought?"

"Uuuuu...I don't know." Wu Qian cried out of fear.

Wu Mingxing shook his head disappointedly, and let go of Wu Qian's hair.

"Your first thought shouldn't be that **** apology!"

After speaking, he turned to face the group of civilians, opened his arms, and roared:

"Since that person is to be a hero, I will let him be a hero! If he doesn't come out, I will kill everyone here! Whoever he wants to help! I will kill whoever! This is what you should think of as the son of the mountain king !"

At this moment, Wu Xingxing completely exposed his brutal nature and crazy nature.

Standing fifty meters away, Zhou Ming looked at Wu Mingxing with messy gray hair. He saw his shadow from the opponent. He seemed to see himself with that crazy page in his diary.

He is crazy, but still a smart lunatic.

Wu Xingxing's decisive action exceeded Zhou Ming's expectations and caught Zhou Ming off guard.

After he roared, he took out a black walkie-talkie from his pocket, and his tone instantly became calm: "Power on the radio, I want to speak to the whole village."

"Zizzi!"

There was a burst of noise from the villa behind him, and the same noise appeared at the foot of the mountain, and the broadcast covering more than half of the goat village was activated.