Chapter 082: The Little Black Brahman

  "What's wrong with our home?" Yan Xiao Hei asked in a panic.

  The boy took a few deep breaths, his face filled with extreme anger, and said: "Fan Dui Zi, he...he brought several outsiders to your home..."

  "What? Van Dumb, this wicked guy has arrived at my home." Van Xiaohei said in terror, seemingly very familiar with Van Dumb.

  Suddenly, Fang Xiaobei seemed to have thought of something and ran wildly towards home.

  "Tang Shixiong, let's go take a look, Xiao Hei must need our help." Zhao Rui proposed to Zhang Heng.

  Zhang Heng thought for a moment and then agreed.

  For some reason, Zhang Heng felt that his encounter with Fan Xiaohei in this place was not accidental.

  In a bloody and struggling cave, why did such an ordinary human town appear, and why did they coincidentally meet Fan Xiaohei, this unfortunate boy.

  This answer is probably only known by the Blood Killing God Emperor, the master of this cave mansion.

  If entering the cave was like playing an online game, had he just received a hidden quest? Zhang Heng thought to himself.

  Fan Xiaohai ran wildly ahead, Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui closely followed him, after passing through several alleys in a row, they finally arrived at Fan Xiaohai's home.

  This is a dilapidated house that can barely accommodate a few people, and it's much worse than the Guo family's house in Dutiange.

  Wan Xiaohei suddenly rushed into the house. About half a second later, a heart-wrenching scream came from inside.

  "I'm going all out against you!"

  Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui rushed into the house, and the scene before their eyes made them both stunned.

  In this small room, there is little decent furniture, and a layer of grass is spread on the ground against the wall as a bed.

  On the grassy ground, a naked woman was lying down, about 15 or 16 years old in appearance, with her hemp clothing torn to shreds.

  The girl's legs were roughly spread apart by two burly men, her lower body flowing with a nauseating mixture of ** and residual bloodstains. Her underdeveloped ** had been torn open, revealing several deep red gashes. Her pale face still bore some **. Her long hair was being viciously gripped by one hand, while her once-beautiful face was now helplessly tilted towards the sky, weakly moaning.

  The girl's eyes had no expression at all, no anger, no sadness, and not even tears.

  The only thing left is endless emptiness and numbness.

  It's obvious that this girl has been tormented for a long enough time already.

  "Ah!" Van Xiaohei's eyes turned blood red as he picked up a broken chair from the ground and fiercely smashed it towards one of the men wearing brocade robes.

  That brocade man laughed and said: "You're already late, I've had enough fun. Why don't you go try your sister's lewd...".

  "Manchuizi, you die for me!" Man Xiaohei's chair was about to smash into the man's body.

  Manjusri hummed softly and waved his hand gently, sending Xiaobei flying several meters away, slamming heavily into the wall.

  "Brothers, have you had enough fun?" Fang Duanzi said to several big men who were still entwined with the girl's body.

  "Hey boss, we haven't had enough fun yet, wait a bit longer." A burly man with a pockmarked face gave a sly smile, then continued to molest the girl's body.

  "Alright, I'll wait for you guys for a bit!"

  Manchu smiled and turned his head, only to find two uninvited guests standing outside the door.

  Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui both looked at him with icy faces.

  "Who are you?" Fang Duanzi cautiously looked at these two people.

  "The one who wants your life—"

  Zhang Heng took a step ahead of Zhao Rui and struck out with his palm, lightly tapping him on the shoulder.

  Suddenly, a cracking sound of shattered bones echoed through this small room.

  "Ah!" Bangzi let out a miserable cry and instantly fainted.

  Zhang Heng continued with a palm strike, cutting off one of Fan Duanzi's arms.

  Manzhuizi let out another miserable cry, came to from his coma, but soon fell into a coma again.

  Like this, Zhang Heng slowly tormented his son.

  Zhao Ruize rushed forward and killed the remaining few big men with unmatched speed and precision.

  "Sister!"

  Suddenly, Van Helsing rushed in front of her sister and shouted loudly.

  "Bang!" Zhang Heng's final punch killed Fang Dunden.

  "Sister...... waaahhh......" Fang Xiaohei burst into heartbreaking sobs.

  Zhang Heng glanced sideways and saw that the girl in the corner of the wall had already stopped breathing...

  In the small house, only a faint and low sobbing sound was left.

  Faced with this scene, Zhang Heng's heart suddenly became a bit messy.

  At this moment, he thought of Yan Yuqing from before, that heroic woman with an absolutely beautiful appearance.

  Although it was Tang Feng who killed Yan Yu's brother and first raped her, the majority of the responsibility lies with Tang Feng. However, at this moment, as the master of this flesh, Zhang Heng cannot shirk these responsibilities either.

  Listening to the continuous crying of Fang Xiahei, Zhang Heng felt a bit annoyed and walked out the door.

  "Zhao Shidi, I'll go first..." Zhang Heng gave a shout to Zhao Rui.

  Zhao Rui found Zhang Heng's complexion didn't look good and hastily chased after him: "Tang Shixiong, are you alright?"

  "It's okay, I'll go first." Zhang Heng responded in a low voice and walked away.

  "Wait!" Just then, Fan Xiaohui rushed out.

  "Thank you, two heroes, for avenging Little Hei. Here, Little Hei must repay you." Yan Xiaohei wiped away the tears on his face and took out two silver ingots from who-knows-where.

  "Please accept it no matter what, this thing will definitely be useful for the two of you." Yan Xiao Hei said with a determined face.

  Zhao Rui didn't say anything and accepted one of the silver ingots, taking it as a kind intention from the other party.

  Although he didn't think much of this piece of silver, Zhang Heng also didn't want to go against the other party, so he accepted the silver.

  After taking over the silver ingot, Zhang Heng found that in terms of material, this silver ingot was not particularly special, but on the side of the silver ingot, Zhang Heng discovered a few words:

  Blood washes over Fangjia Town, pardoning the gates of life and death.

  Why are there such marks on this silver? The Gate of Life and Death, what kind of mystery is hidden within it? Zhang Heng was somewhat puzzled, but felt that this object should be useful to himself.

  As he gazed at the lonely figure of Fan Xiao Hei walking away into the distance, Zhang Heng suddenly asked a question:

  "Xiao Hei, where are you going?"

  Man Xiao Hei turned around and gave Zhang Heng a cold, bone-piercing stare: "My parents were beaten to death by the people in this town, now my sister has also been harmed to death by the people in this town... If I stay here any longer, one day, I will also be harmed to death by them..."

  "I detest this place to the core! I'll wait for that day when I return here... and then - a bloodbath in Fang Village!"

  Bloodbath in Fangjia Town!

  These few words contain such a strong obsession that it doesn't dare make people suspect he can achieve his goals.

  Under Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui's gaze, Fang's small, thin figure gradually grew smaller and eventually disappeared outside the town.

  For some reason, Zhang Heng had a feeling that Fan Xiaohei would definitely come back one day, and at that time, Fan Xiaohei would have enough strength to do what he wanted to do...

  With his disappearance, the house where Fan Xiaohei was also disappeared, as if it had never appeared in this world.

  Zhang Heng looked up at the Blood Day in the sky and muttered to himself.

  The thing about Man Shu brought him a kind of illusion that was both real and unreal, as if it were a dream he had while dozing off unintentionally.

  A chill ran down his spine as he stroked the silver ingot in his hand.

  Perhaps this was not a simple silver ingot, Zhang Heng thought.

  "Tang Shixiong, where are we going now?"

  It wasn't until half a day had passed that Zhao Rui finally asked.

  "Have you ever drunk wine?"

  "Wine? I've heard the senior brothers on the mountain mention it before. Could it be that Senior Brother is inviting me to drink wine... That's great!"

  Zhao Rui suddenly became interested.

  Zhang Heng gave him a cold glance: "This is a forbidden law domain, you can't use your powers, do you think you can just drink a few bowls?"

  As soon as he heard this, Zhao Rui was taken aback.

  In the field of martial arts, Zhang Heng's advantage was too great, whether it was fighting or drinking.

  Zhang Heng gazed coldly at this seemingly ordinary small town on the surface, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

  Why does this place give me a sense of déjà vu?