I'm the villain in the book

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Not daring to meet Wei Changtian's eyes, the woman held back the severe pain and lowered her head: "Master Wang is dead."

"How did you die?" Wei Changtian's expression remained unchanged.

"this......"

The woman seemed to be remembering, but also seemed to be organizing her words. She paused for a few breaths before replying tremblingly:

"Yes, it was on the way to the state government to ask the state soldiers to suppress the bandits, and was, was killed by the bandits..."

"Yes, some people said that there was a tijutsu surnamed Tang in the prefecture's office who leaked the news. I don't know why..."

"What about the current county magistrate? Why doesn't he care about banditry?" Wei Changtian asked again.

"This, this..."

"Because he is also a thief?"

"Bad, almost..."

"It's interesting to have bandits as county magistrates in Tanzhou."

Wei Changtian sneered, and already understood what was going on in his heart.

It is estimated that the county magistrate Wang had collected enough money to go to the state government to invite soldiers to suppress the bandits, but a prefect leaked his whereabouts, causing him to be intercepted and killed by the bandits halfway.

In fact, this alone is fine, and the people of Zhongling can continue to live their lives with trepidation.

But who knew that the next magistrate turned out to be a bandit.

Wei Changtian had only seen bandits as county magistrates in a movie in his previous life before.

And unlike Zhang Mazi, this "bandit county magistrate" is obviously not a "bandit", but has completely turned Zhongling County into a gangster den.

In this way, it is needless to say the life of the people in Zhongling.

As for why the Tanzhou government doesn't care...

It may be because the bandits have paid enough filial piety, or it may be that the state government has no ability to take care of these things because of the previous chaos.

Anyway, in troubled times, there are always excuses.

Shaking his head, without further thinking, Wei Changtian slowly stood up from the table.

He walked up to the woman slowly, and asked condescendingly:

"Where do the bandits gather in the city?"

"There are more than a hundred people in the county and county government..."

"There are some casinos in the city and east of the city..."

Soon, the woman trembled and said four or five locations, and then kowtowed desperately.

"Young Master, Young Master, I really don't know about the rest..."

"Please, please be merciful and spare my life..."

"I was forced. If I don't join the gang, I will be tortured by them. I, I can't do anything..."

"..."

The sound of begging for mercy was extremely miserable, but it failed to stir up any waves in Wei Changtian's heart.

In just a split second, the shadow of the knife flashed, and the woman's head flew high into the air, pleading and fear remained in her widened eyes.

And until the head fell to the ground, including Yang Liushi and Zhang San, the expressions of everyone in the room remained unchanged, as if they were no strangers to such a bloody and terrifying scene.

"Tell my parents that they don't have to worry about what happened tonight, and just have a good rest."

"We'll be on our way tomorrow morning."

Returning the knife to its sheath, Wei Changtian glanced at the bleak moonlight outside the window.

"Now, I'm going out for a while."

Chapter 587 The Evil of Human Nature

In Xu Dynasty, Zhongling County Government.

Standing in the dark night, looking up at the gilt plaque on the black background, Wei Changtian's clothes flapped in the wind.

From time to time, laughter and women's cries wafted out of the county office. It sounded like bandits were having fun.

Contrary to the "lively" inside the yamen, the outside of the county yamen was completely silent, except for the sound of the wind, there was no other movement, not even a single bandit on patrol.

I don't know if they are used to being domineering in Zhongling County, which made these bandits feel that there is no need for patrolling.

"Cang Lang..."

Slowly drawing the knife out of its sheath, Leu Ying's blade glowed coldly under the moonlight.

Wei Changtian walked up the stone steps in front of the yamen step by step with a blank expression, stopped, and then pressed the closed door with one hand.

The next moment, the pure internal force shot out from the palm, and instantly blasted the several-inch-thick door into countless pieces.

"boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The huge noise exploded in the night sky of Zhongling City, and also brought all the movement in the county government to an abrupt stop.

"Damn! Who?!"

"Dare to break into the county office? Are you impatient?!"

"Disturb Lao Tzu's elegance! Fuck!"

In front of the gatehouse, a few disheveled bandits came out with their knives raised, their eyes were fierce, and they were cursing and yelling.

They saw Wei Changtian standing with his sword hanging down at a glance, and immediately rushed over without any scruples.

And in the open door behind them, several women in ragged clothes and bloodstained bodies widened their eyes in fear, and their bodies curled up tightly into a ball.

"Boy! I think you are..."

"Shh!"

"..."

The shadow of the knife flashed, and a head was brought up, and blood spurted into the air.

The gangster who rushed to the front lost his head before finishing his sentence, and the rest of them didn't even see Wei Changtian's movements clearly.

"Yes, he is a master..."

"Ah! Hurry up and inform the head of the house!!"

"Escape!!!"

The remaining gangsters immediately stood still, turned around and fled in panic, without hesitation for a second.

In the blink of an eye, accompanied by terrified shouts, several distressed figures quickly disappeared into the depths of the county office.

But Wei Changtian didn't take any action to kill them, he just dragged the blood-stained Leaking Knife and walked slowly into the candlelit gatehouse.

"Hoohoo!"

A gust of wind blew the candlelight and swayed, and the flames cast on the instruments of torture in the room, causing disgusting refraction.

This is not a county prison, let alone a torture room, so these blood-stained instruments of torture are naturally not for interrogating prisoners.

Then the objects of their use are undoubtedly these bruised and bruised women in the house.

"..."

Looking at seven or eight faces of different ages and appearances, but with incomparably the same encounters, Wei Changtian didn't say anything when he saw their expressions of fear, numbness, or despair.

The ugliness of human nature was fully revealed at this moment, as if all the meanness and ugliness in the world were displayed naked in front of his eyes like the bare skin of these women.

Obviously, these women do not hold any great secrets, and there is a high probability that they did not have a deep hatred with the bandits before.

It is impossible for bandits to improve their cultivation by torturing them, nor can they extract any reasonable value from them.

Therefore, there is only one purpose left for those thieves to abuse these women in such cruel ways.

That's for fun...

Know that there is always a reason and a motive for everything that anyone does, for every evil deed.

Perhaps it was for the country and the country like Ning Yongnian, or it was for his own cultivation like Bai Youheng.

But now, when this reason has become the simplest "for fun"... Wei Changcai realizes that he still underestimated the extent of the evil of human nature.

The thick bloody smell lingered in the nose, and slid down the blade, making people want to vomit.

Wei Changtian slowly closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a few breaths.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, and these women were the same.

The latter may think that Wei Changtian is just a bandit from another mountain, or he may already have an indelible psychological shadow on any "man with a knife".

In short, from their eyes, Wei Changtian could see the deep fear and pain.

Just like that, there was a brief silence in the room.

Until a faint voice suddenly sounded.

"Quick, hurry up..."

"They'll be back soon..."

The woman's voice was weak and trembling.

Wei Changtian was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously followed the voice.

He quickly found the speaker, but his eyes only stayed for a moment before moving away immediately.

Because of this woman... or the girl, there was no trace of cover from top to bottom, only bloody wounds remained.

Wei Changtian couldn't accurately judge her age from that bloody face, but it was estimated that she was no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

At this age, in the previous life, he should still be in elementary school...

Taking a deep breath, he thrust the leaky shadow obliquely on the ground, and stretched out his hand to untie his robe.

Wei Changtian's action made the women in the room close their eyes in despair, and the only hope left in their hearts was instantly shattered.

Footsteps sounded, getting closer...

However, what they thought did not happen.

Especially the girl who reminded Wei Changtian to leave quickly felt a sudden warmth, as if something soft was covering her body.

She had never worn such silky, fine-textured clothes.

Trembling and opening her eyes, looking at Wei Changtian who was getting up slowly, the girl's eyes suddenly became clearer.

But the next moment, when bursts of shouts came into the house from far and near, she immediately became terrified again.

"The head of the house! That kid should not have left yet!"

"Damn it! Dare to come here to make trouble, he doesn't seem to know how to write dead words!"

"Hurry up the fuck!!"

"Kill that brat!!"

"Yes! Just look at the head of the family!"

"..."

"Go, go, go..."

There seemed to be some pleading in the trembling voice, the girl already knew that Wei Changtian was a "good guy", so she didn't want to see him die under the knife of the bandits.

However, Wei Changtian didn't respond, he just turned around expressionlessly, and slowly pulled out the leak that had been stuck on the ground before.

The girl stared blankly at his back, her lips trembled, and her eyes seemed a little moist.

She didn't know why she was crying.

She obviously didn't cry when she was tortured by the bandits before.

Including the other women in the room, their eyes were full of desolation at this time.

This emotion is not only because of the bandits who have gone and returned, but also because of the fate that they are powerless to resist.