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Green Ox Mountain. The Hu siblings decided to go there personally. As the founders of Raindrop City, they requested the keeper of order to retract his judgment of Raindrop City.
However, time was limited.
Once a city was recognized as a city of sin, the keeper of order would only give the local residents a week's time to leave.
In other words, after a week, everyone who stayed in Raindrop City would be regarded as sinners. No one would care about the lives and deaths of the residents.
The news spread quickly. After all, the document written by the keeper of order was hung on the city gate.
The document was bright red and very eye-catching. Everyone who walked past could see it clearly.
The little vitality that Raindrop City had regained over the past month was driven away by this document.
However, there were also some old residents who had nowhere to go. If they went to another country or city, it would be the same as being homeless. Therefore, they would rather stay here. At least they would have a house to shelter them from the cold and rain. At least they could rely on some farmland to support themselves.
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Herds of cattle and sheep were galloping on the vast and flat ink-green land. Many places had no pastures in winter, but the land of Raining Rain City was still lush and verdant. Thin streams flowed down from the nearby mountains, like the most vigorous blood, constantly nourishing this part of the world.
Several hunters were carefully approaching the herd of wild cattle with bows and arrows on their backs.
Uncle Huang bent his body and was about to approach a strong bull. He only needed to shoot an arrow into the bull's neck. The Hypnotic Flower smeared on the tip of the arrow would spread through the blood of the strong bull and take effect in a few hours.
This Hypnotic Flower was much more effective than some anesthetic poisons. It did not affect the meat of the wild cattle. If people ate this hypnotic beef, they would not have diarrhea. This special Hypnotic Flower could be said to be their Huang family's treasure.
"Got it. Just follow this strong bull. Once it falls asleep, we'll put it on," Uncle Huang said.
After saying that, the herd of bulls suddenly let out a series of roars. Then, the herd of bulls fled in all directions. The scene became extremely chaotic.
"Get out of the way!" Uncle Huang shouted.
The hunters hurriedly moved out of the way. The herd of cattle rushed over. It could be said that there was no danger.
Uncle Huang looked over and saw a group of people riding falcons descending from the sky. They were chasing after the herd of cows. The ferocious falcons could even catch a strong cow in the air, like an eagle catching a chick.
"Who are you people?" a fair-skinned man on the Eagle Claw Drake asked.
"We are hunters from Raining Rain City. We hunt for a living," Uncle Huang replied.
"Oh, so they're just a bunch of sinners?" The man on the Falcon-Clawed Drake smirked.
"No, no, no, we are just ordinary hunters. We used to live in Runyu City …" Uncle Huang hurriedly explained.
"Brothers, do you want to have some fun?" the fair-skinned man on the Falcon-Clawed Drake said to his companions with a smile.
"Of course, how do we play?" asked a trainer holding a wine pot.
The fair-skinned man's smile became even brighter, but his eyes were cold and cruel.
As soon as the order was given, the Falcon-Clawed Drake pounced at the hunter, Uncle Huang. The Falcon-Clawed Drake caught the muscular hunter upside down and flew into the sky.
After flying a few dozen meters into the air, the fair-skinned man glanced at the hunter, Uncle Huang, who was hanging upside down, and said to his companions, "If he falls from this height, I'll bet a thousand gold coins that he'll die. What about you guys?"
"Young Master Bei, you're going to lose for sure. I've seen people thrown from towers dozens of meters high. They won't die. At most, they'll break bones!" the trainer with the wine pot said.
"Then let's go a little higher," the fair-skinned man said.
The Falcon-Clawed Drake flapped its wings and flew another ten meters higher.
On the ground, the other hunters were so shocked that their faces were almost paralyzed.
Was this a joke, or was this for real?
Who would find fun like this!?
"I'll bet my life!"
"I'll bet he'll be severely injured and lose his lower body!"
"Haha, if his head hits the ground, then his upper body … oh, he'll be dead for sure if his head hits the ground. Young Master Bei, I'll bet a thousand gold coins!"
The people on the Falcon-Clawed Drake quickly came to an agreement.
It was more than forty meters high, almost fifty meters high. It was as tall as a tower.
The smile on the man called Young Master Bei's face did not change, but he gave his Falcon-Clawed Drake an order.
The Falcon-Clawed Drake loosened its grip. The hunter, Uncle Huang, fell to the ground under the watchful eyes of the other hunters.
The sunlight was blinding, but it was even more blinding when a living person fell to the ground!
The sound of bones shattering could be heard. Uncle Huang fell into a pool of blood. His body was spread out in a deformed state, as if all his joints had been broken.
Uncle Huang twisted his body in the air to prevent his head from hitting the ground. However, the bones in his legs felt like two spears had pierced through his body. The pain was not something an ordinary person could endure.
He had fainted. His body was covered in blood.
The fair-skinned man flew down on the Falcon-Clawed Drake and checked if Uncle Huang was still alive.
Soon, Young Master Bei frowned.
Uncle Huang was still alive. He had just fainted due to the immense pain. Of course, his body was no different from a paralyzed person. Yet, he was still alive.
Just as Young Master Bei was about to quietly end Uncle Huang's last breath, the man with the wine pot ran over and stopped him, "Young Master Bei, you can't go back on your word. If you do, we won't gamble with you anymore."
"HAHA, why would I do something like that? This old thing's physique is pretty good. He's still alive even after that. You've won. Here's the money!" Young Master Bei took out some gold and silver and distributed it to his brothers.
"We're lucky to have won Young Master Bei's money," said the man with the wine pot.
"Who said you've won?" Young Master Bei raised his eyebrows.
"Isn't this old man dead …"
"Aren't there four more? They might not be as lucky as this old man. After all, the way they fell was slightly worse, hehe!" Young Master Bei laughed again.
The smile on the fair-skinned man's face was no different from a demon's in the eyes of the hunters. Their bodies were spasming!
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The bright winter sun shone on the ruins of the market.
In front of the spacious market, bloody bodies were placed one after another.
Some were already dead and were wrapped in sackcloth. Blood seeped out of the sackcloth.
Some were covered in cuts and bruises, as if they were tied up and dragged behind a horse.
"City Lord Zhu, you must seek justice for us." A group of people knelt in front of the market. Their faces were covered in tears, and their eyes were filled with pain and torment.
At this moment, another wooden cart slowly came over.
There was a young hunter with a bow and arrows on his back. He did not push a cart of cattle and sheep to the market as usual. Instead, the wooden cart was piled with the people who went out to hunt with him every day. They were no different from those animals that had been cut open. They were bloody and dirty. Some of them were dead, and some of them were better off dead than alive.
"Uncle Huang …" Zhu Minglang saw the person on the cart. It was the hunter who sold him the venison.
He did not look like a human anymore. He clearly went out to hunt. How did he end up like this?
The people in the market were also miserable. Was it because they were unwilling to move out of Rainwater City?
"There are still a few days left. Rainwater City is the city of sin!" Fang Niannian looked at the tortured people in disbelief.
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