devil fruit supplier

Chapter 1011
In the small mountain village, screams can be heard endlessly.

A group of bandits slaughtered crazily, with excitement on their faces and bloodlust in their eyes.

They ignored the villagers' begging for mercy, and swung their knives down again and again, the blades were covered with blood.

"You won't have good results!"

The villagers fled in a panic, screaming angrily, but they still couldn't get rid of the knife in the hands of the bandits who were chasing up.

"Silly!"

Looking at the fallen tall body, Xiao He cried, but still did not forget to push the wheelchair and tried her best to escape.

Finally, a bandit took aim at Xiao He after killing an old woman, and chased after him three steps at a time. Amidst the cold laughter, he raised his knife and dropped it.

Xiao He fell into a pool of blood.

The wheelchair was also kicked down by the bandit.

"Big Brother Ang."

Xiao He's face became paler, the white dress was cut from the back, and blood flowed from the huge wound, staining Wu Fang's body.

Even at this time, her hands were still firmly grasping the push handle of the wheelchair and never let go.

With the passage of time, more and more villagers fell into a pool of blood, and after a while of wailing, they lost their vitality.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making it sickening.

Gradually, the open space became quiet, and as far as the eye could see, all the villagers had collapsed, only a few were dying, and they were not far from death.

"Boss, it's all done!" A bandit licked the blood on the blade with his tongue, kicked away the old woman he had just killed, put away the knife and looked at the one-eyed man in charge.

"There is still a fish that slipped through the net! A paralyzed waste!" A bandit in red pointed a knife at Wu Fang and said to other bandits.

"Then why are you still standing there? Could it be that you sympathized with him?" Another bandit laughed.

"Under my knife, how can I sympathize with you?" The bandit in red laughed loudly, but just as he was about to swing the knife down to meet Wu Fang's eyes, his body shuddered inexplicably. It rises spontaneously.

There were hundreds of dead souls in his hands, but he had never seen someone who was as calm as Wu Fang before his death, without any fear on his face, extremely calm, even to a level that he could not describe.

The other party looked at him quietly, without any anger in his eyes, but with an indescribable indifference, as if the eyes of a dead person.

"Why don't you do it?" the one-eyed man who was leading on the horse said coldly.

Hearing the leader's words, the bandit in red came back to his senses, and glared fiercely at Wu Fang: "Damn it, what kind of eyes are you looking at!"

After finishing speaking, the red-clothed bandit slashed at Wu Fang with a knife.

clang!
However, just when the blade in the red bandit's hand was about to fall on Wu Fang's neck, there was a crisp clang sound, and the machete seemed to have received an invisible shock wave, directly shattering tens of thousands of pieces.

Immediately afterwards, before the bandit in red could react, that invisible shock wave swept across his body, directly shaking him and his clothes into bloody mud.

"This... what's going on here!"

"It's fine, why did Hong Jiu die! What happened to him!"

Witnessing this scene, the bandits were stunned immediately, staring at the pile of bloody mud on the ground with wide eyes, each with fear of the unknown in their eyes.

Even the one-eyed man in the lead drew a big knife from his waist, with an extremely vigilant expression on his face.

"One is related to that paralyzed waste!"

"Yes, it must be him! Hong Jiu just wanted to kill him!"

"He knows magic! He is the one who killed Hong Jiu!"

"Who is going to avenge Hong Jiu? He must only use this magic trick once!"

……

The eyes of all the thieves focused on Wu Fang, with resentment in their suspicions, but no one dared to step forward.

"You guys go together!" The one-eyed man in the lead said coldly as he glanced at the group of bandits closest to Wu Fang.

The six bandits who received the order from the one-eyed man looked at each other, and after some eye contact, they walked towards Wu Fang holding a knife at the same time.

"kill!"

"Revenge for Hong Jiu!"

Six thieves surrounded Wu Fang, shouted loudly, and chopped down with machetes.

Bang!
A similar scene happened again.

Before the machetes of the six bandits touched Wu Fang's body, it was as if they had touched some terrible taboo. Under the invisible force, their bodies exploded one by one, turning into a rain of blood.

"Dead, dead again!"

"It's weird! That guy really knows magic!"

"I can't go forward any more!"

This time, the expressions of fear on the faces of the bandits became even more serious, and those bandits who were a little closer to Wu Fang couldn't help but backed away.

"withdraw!"

The one-eyed man in the lead was obviously also frightened. After glancing at Wu Fang again, he hesitated a little and made a gesture of retreating.

Tatata!
Soon, the sound of horseshoes sounded, and all the bandits turned around and left.

Looking at the backs of these thieves leaving, Wu Fang was expressionless, neither angry nor roaring, but unusually calm.

But when his eyes fell on Xiao He's face that had lost all color, there was obviously something strange in his stagnant pupils.Looking at the corpses around him again, the details of the past three months in the village emerged in his mind, and one picture after another kept flashing.

In the end, Wu Fang closed his eyes, letting the pungent smell of blood in the air linger around his nose, and letting the blood on the ground soak his body.

It rained in the sky.

Perhaps it was the mercy of the heavens, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, causing landslides on the mountain, and the rolling mud and rocks poured in like a river, covering one corpse after another.

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Spring to autumn.

Wu Fang himself didn't know how long he had been buried in the mud. He still couldn't mobilize his own strength, and the system didn't move at all.As for his body, except for the neck and above, other parts cannot move.

until one day.

"Mother, why did you stop?"

This is a group of foxes, to be precise, a group of foxes that can speak human words.

"There's a breath of living things down here!" The leader fox stretched out his claws and pointed to his feet.

"Living creature? Could it be a sleeping monster?" A chubby fox shrank its neck: "Mother, let's go, otherwise what will we do if it breaks the ground and eats us?"

"Silly boy, his breath is very weak, not as good as yours." The fox in the head smiled, and then saw its tail dancing, as if gaining momentum.

Boom!

The fox's tail landed on the ground, and with a bang, a black shadow broke through the ground.

"Mother, look! It's out!"

"He's human!"

Seeing Wu Fang's appearance, the little fox screamed.

The leader of the big fox was stunned, but soon calmed down: "We are the Huoyouhu family in the Qiduan Mountains. Who are you? Why were you buried in the ground?"

Wu Fang glanced at the foxes lightly, but there was no unearthed happy look on his face, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Mother, he's still dumb." The little chubby fox pointed at Wu Fang.

(End of this chapter)