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The playground soon became quiet, leaving only the bonfire and the fire used to burn the poor woman.

The fire is almost extinguished, only red ashes are left, and the warm light shines in the breeze of this summer night, not like a tragic tragedy that has just happened

The woman turned into ashes out of thin air and disappeared into the air

Although he had never met her, and Cheng Zijie never really saw her appearance from beginning to end, he still felt unspeakable sadness.

In addition to sadness, there is also a deep loss

Watching a living woman who can talk, cry, beg, and struggle desperately to survive, was burned to death in front of him but was powerless to save her. The blow to Cheng Zijie was really heavy

For the first time, he witnessed his own cruelty with his own eyes. He had countless heavy questions in his heart, but one thing was beyond doubt: these guys were all guilty, and one day they would be punished, whether they were the main culprit, the accomplice, or the audience.

But now is not the time

Cheng Zijie knew that the most urgent task was to rescue those who were imprisoned, otherwise they might be burned to death tomorrow.

He recalled the scene he had just seen. It seemed that there were four so-called abbots commanding this group of people. The big abbot was the leader, the other second abbot was in charge of armed personnel, the third abbot was a nun, it seemed that they were in charge of food and accommodation and other internal affairs, while the fourth abbot was in charge of production

These four people should be the core leaders of this survivor group

If you could find an opportunity to kill these four inhuman guys, it might cause a serious blow to this cult or even fall apart.

However, these people are well protected, and each of them has several confidants guarding them with guns. There is no benefit in acting rashly.

Only find another chance

Cheng Zijie was thinking about how to rescue the imprisoned person. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from the stairwell behind him. He quickly retreated back to the classroom, held his breath, and listened quietly.

The footsteps came from the upper floor. It seemed that the two sentries had just gone downstairs.

Cheng Zijie decided not to alert the enemy for now and let him go

I soon heard the conversation between the two people: Third brother... The woman died so miserably... she was burned to death by her husband, hey...

It's Ah... that man is also a scumbag... If I can't do such a thing...

There is no way, if I encounter such a thing, I have to say... After all, if you burn it, you only need to kill her. If you don't burn it, you will die...

Alas... I can't say it... The abbot heard that he became a monk because he was harmed by a woman... He hated women very much... So now he uses such a ruthless method to retaliate... We two little shrimps can only count on luck and don't draw my wife...

Don't talk nonsense! My wife was burned to death after being slapped. Oh, I can dream of her eyes every night...

...Sometimes I think about it, it's better than to die at that time... I'm alive now but I don't feel like a person, I'm worried every day... I always see these things... Alas, I'll just live one day...

The two of them gradually disappeared into the stairwell with the sound of footsteps

Cheng Zijie pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but found no movement, so he took it out and looked at the playground again.

Both fires have been extinguished, and the whole campus is silent. Only a few windows in the teacher's house are shining with dim candlelight, while the student dormitory where most survivors live is pitch black and there is no trace of light.

It seems that these people lack lighting

Cheng Zijie remembered that when he lacked lighting in the past, he went to bed early as soon as he returned to his room. These people probably had nothing else to do in the darkness.

So he waited for a while and saw no movement. Then he quietly followed the stairs and reached the stairwell on the first floor. He immediately heard the voices of several people next to the stairwell.

...Camel, I agreed that the little girl belongs to me

You'd better wait until your wife is beaten, haha, your wife won't die for a day, so don't try to touch other women

Yes, I hope that my fat woman will be beaten every day, but I can't beat her. The girl who died tonight looks really good... Last night, the female college student also... that face, that figure, and legs... tsk, that thin skin and tender flesh are gone... Ah

Damn, by the way, that little girl was pretty and good, but I think her mother is more interesting. You don’t know women at all, you only know how to want a little girl. If I do, I will want his mother

Her mother is a little older, right?

You are still a woman who plays. I just squeezed her mother's chest. Tsk tsk, you don't know, her breasts are big and soft, and they are slick, not like that little girl, no meat.

Yes, I saw it too. Although the woman has such a big daughter, she is well maintained. Her skin is tender and tender, and she can’t tell at all the fat, and she is no different from her daughter...

And that butt, it's also round and upright. You say that this woman has such big breasts and butt, how can her waist be so thin? This is simply a natural vixen. A normal man thinks of her like that. The first thing she thinks of is to give her a Japanese... Hehe, if she can hold her waist and shoot her from behind, it will definitely be awesome...

However, I still like that little girl. According to me, she must be still a place... The man named Gangzi interrupted his fantasy and continued, "Oh, no, I'm angry as he said, "Anyway, I'm going to die." Anyway, the women in it are probably going to die tomorrow. Why don't I break her place? Otherwise, I'll waste more Ah...

Gangzi, you are so mean to kill you, Da Fang's abbot can keep a wife from each of us. A few days ago, Captain Ma couldn't help but rape a woman without a husband. Da Fang's abbot got it and hung him in the sun for a day. If the four abbots hadn't pleaded with him, they would have to hang him like this and whip him a hundred times. Now they are still paralyzed, and then they burned his wife and forced her to marry that woman... Think about it, who dares to talk to you if you make trouble again.

Damn, the abbot can't play with women himself, and he can't stand us playing

Tip a little and want to die

Oh, a man lowered his voice: The abbot can't play with a woman? What do you say? I just heard that he suffered a loss from a woman.

After a quiet moment, another voice whispered: I heard it too, don't say it was me... Do you know what he lost when he took a woman? His thing was cut off by a woman with scissors before.

Several voices exclaimed at the same time

Cheng Zijie was also surprised. No wonder these people's behavior was so unreasonable. It turned out that the person in the lead had such a problem, so he took revenge on the woman in a perverted way.

The outside was quiet for a while, and a voice laughed: OK, I can't say that the women inside are good, but don't be too concerned about finding your wife to relieve the fire.

Alas, the other people agreed, and then they fell silent

Cheng Zijie waited quietly for a while and didn't hear anything anymore. So he turned around and returned to the second floor, jumped from the window of a classroom, and quietly found the window of the classroom where the people were being held.

The transformed eyesight is fully displayed, and Cheng Zijie can also clearly see the situation in this classroom in the darkness

The man who would rather not bow his head was sitting against a wall, his three wives snuggling tightly beside him

Although I knew that there was not much time, the four of them looked calm on their faces, and a woman's face still had a faint smile.

Birds of a feather flock together. This man is not afraid of death, and his wives are willing to accompany him to die.

Cheng Zijie couldn't help but admire these four people. If such a person was killed like this, it would be a bit unacceptable.

Under the wall not far away were two other women, who looked like they were young women in their 10 years old. One of them was elegant and had a pretty face. The other was plump but not fat. Both of them were quite beautiful, but their eyes were empty and desperate, staring at the dark night curtain without any sense of despair.

Poor... Alas, their husbands are probably dead... Cheng Zijie sighed in his heart, but did not notice the mother and daughter. He was a little strange when he suddenly heard the window he was lying on, and he remembered a gentle female voice: Mom, we are going to die tomorrow, right?

It turned out that they were here. Cheng Zijie couldn't see them, so he could only listen to their conversation.

Sure enough, another gentle voice sounded, with deep despair and sorrow: Xiaowan, you will not die and you are still young...

Mom, dad is dead, Uncle Liu and the others are all dead, Mom, I am not afraid of death, I can see dad if I die, but I am afraid of fire, the aunt just now is so pitiful

Xiaowan's mother choked up: Don't be afraid, they won't burn you...

Cheng Zijie outside the window also heard the sore eyes. He looked at the steel bars on the window and knew that no matter which way, he could not avoid making a sound when he opened the window. To save them, he could only go to the door.

But there were four people talking at the door just now

Mom, don't cry, I'm not afraid, maybe someone will come to save us

Well, silly kid, someone will come to save you... Don't be afraid, sleep for a while

Cheng Zijie could no longer listen, and the mother and daughter comforted each other in despair, making him feel like a knife

The woman's cry that seemed to come from the depths of hell just now was still lingering in her ears in the flames. He knew that he would probably never forget the sound or the scene in his life.

If these people sit idly by themselves, they will turn into ashes like that woman tomorrow.

Cheng Zijie returned to the stairwell again, poked his head out and looked at the door of the classroom where the people were imprisoned. Four guards held guns, two were sitting against the wall, and they had already started to take a nap, while the other two were smoking. The bright red cigarette butts were illuminating and darkening in the night.