Magic card: create a god-level card at the beginning

Han Lin didn't say much, just two short sentences

"it is good!"

"Thank you for your help, if there is another day, I will thank you very much!"

Chapter 143: Precursor of the outbreak

"Hey~ master, are you still asleep?"

Han Lin pinched Thor's sweet and lovely face and smiled slightly

"sleep"

Before going to bed this night, Han Lin was very relieved to get the reply from the royal family, and his heavy heart became lighter at this moment.

"In this case, until tomorrow, the three major families may never forget that day in this life"

After chatting with Long Jixue.

Long Jixue sent all the information on the number of people sent by the three major families to herself

"1000 silver, 300 gold, 9 platinum? You really think highly of me. When hundreds of millions of people are killed tomorrow, what will they look like?"

Thinking of this, Han Lin smiled slightly, "Wait and see"

Han Lin, who was in a happy mood, put his hands through Thor, and held her tightly in his arms, feeling the tenderness, softness and fragrance of the girl.

Thor's very expectant 'Yourong' pressed against his chest tightly, Han Lin kissed her little red face lightly, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Dragon Kingdom, a mine of the Wang family

'Snapped! A person held a whip in his hand, and cursed: "Why are you cheering there! Go to bed for me, and wake up late tomorrow to see if I don't beat you to death."

"Md, a civilian bronze trash gets No.2, you guys are so excited, it's the same as what you got! A bunch of bastards!"

This cursing person is just a small manager of this mine. He is used to being the dog of the Wang family, managing these people, swearing and insulting at will, without mercy.

Most of the people here are middle-aged or older, their eyes are full of numbness, and there is no movement to resist.

Most of the people who came here were in urgent need of money, and were given usurious loans by the Wang family. In the end, they rolled higher and higher until they couldn't pay back at all.

Then he was forcibly taken to this mine by the Wang family and worked every day as a free labor force.

I owe you more than 10 years, and I will let you go, but by that time, either the old man dares not move, or he will fall ill in the mine, and even if you are released at that time, you will not live for long.

In this kind of place, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and no one can control these powerful branches of the big family.

So these weak civilians lived very miserable under the oppression of the nobles.

But among this group of numb people, there is a young man, who is different from these numb people, his eyes are full of unyielding meaning, even if he is reduced to this situation, his will has not changed at all.

A voice full of anger slowly sounded, "We are not pariahs! I am human! People are equal!"

The manager gave a 'puchi' smile at the corner of his mouth, and he laughed randomly, and the laughter became more and more presumptuous!

"I said, which idiot told you this? Equality? Are we equal now? You are a bunch of pigs in my eyes! A bunch of cheap pigs who beat and scold at will!"

Then he lashed the boy to the ground with a whip, "Which mentally retarded person said this, you bastards also believe it? Do you still want to be equal to me? Bah!"

Then Wang Zhongtu smiled coldly, "You, Duan Bo! Gather a crowd to make trouble today, and you will be sentenced to three years plus one year!"

"What!" At this time, even those extremely numb people were shocked and turned pale when they heard that the sentence was increased by one year.

Duan Bo shouted angrily: "Why! Why do you increase my sentence!"

"Just because I'm a nobleman!" As he spoke, another whip lashed him hard.

Duan Bo almost cried out from the severe pain of his skin and flesh, but he suddenly thought of the unyielding and tenacious will of Yasuo, Monkey Brother, and Iron Blood Warlord in the face of death.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he refused to let himself cry out, even if he died, he would not give in to them.

Wang Zhongzhong seemed to have seen something interesting, "Hey? The little bastard has a stubborn temper, so I won't cry. Let's see how long you can persist!"

'Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped! '

The whip in his hand kept waving, and Wang Zhongtu's face was ruthless, "You bastard, cry to me!"

The ferocious whip, every time it was pulled down, the bright red flesh and blood would bloom, and after a while, Duan Bo's back was completely smashed.

But Duan Bo was trembling all over, tears were rolling in his eyes, but he just didn't fall.

The expressions of the dozens of numb people living in the room began to change slowly. Even if they were numb, seeing this companion being insulted like this, their own people being whipped like this, and seeing such a young man with such a tenacious will, they felt No emotion.

Once upon a time, they were also whipped like this...

The anger and hatred in the eyes of the whirlwind almost condensed into substance, but it did not explode.

At the end of the pumping, Wang Zhongzhong himself was exhausted and gasped for breath.

"Md, this bastard is really tough, I'm tired, I'll beat you tomorrow!" He walked out without looking back

Only one sentence was left: "Get up at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning to go to the mine, and if you go late, you will be sentenced to one year more!"

After he left, everyone rushed forward to help Duan Bo up. At this time, there was almost no skin on his back, only piles of rotten meat remained...

Some people couldn't help it, tears fell down unconsciously, and each of them tried their best to restrain themselves and not let themselves cry out.

Dozens of people secretly gathered together, looking at the stubborn and miserable young man in the middle.

Tears flowed silently in his eyes.

One of these people, who was older, said with hatred: "We can't wait...we, it's time to do it!"

"These noble bastards deserve to die!" The hatred and anger in each of them dispelled the numbness they had felt for so many years.

Duan Bo, who was supposed to be in a coma, said slowly in a hoarse voice: "We can't let Han Lin... fight the nobles alone...We also have to do our part!"

After speaking, there was no sound, as if passed out, and I don't know if he died.

A group of people wiped their eyes silently, and said with a sob: "Don't worry, we... won't let him fight alone."

Things like this tonight did not only happen here, but even many places started to rebel against those nobles.

But because of the small scale, they were quickly suppressed.

Those fans already knew about Han Lin and the noble class.

Because in the past two days, there have been a large number of articles and videos on the Internet about the conflicts between Han Lin and the big families and the aristocratic class, and they have appeared overwhelmingly on the Internet.