Chapitre 337: Treatment (1)

Everyone seemed to have gone crazy as they kept kicking and hitting. Some were crying, some were laughing ...

If someone who didn't know what was going on saw such a scene in the middle of the night, they would probably be scared half to death.

More than twenty minutes had passed, and more than half of the rebels were lying on the ground on their last breaths. Their bodies were covered with all kinds of bruises and wounds. In short, they looked miserable and miserable.

However, no one would sympathize with these people because their hands were stained with the blood and tears of too many relatives. Even if they were killed, they would not be pitied.

The villagers were also tired from fighting. They sat on the ground exhausted. The experience of this night was too thrilling. Only now did their bodies and tense nerves truly relax.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from afar.