Chapter 3058
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Yang Wan trembled with rage.
She knew that her team was going to be wiped out this time, and to avoid humiliation, she stabbed herself in the throat with her sword.
"Yang Wan!"
"Sister Wan!"
…
Everyone else in the team was livid and infuriated. They wanted nothing more than to burst into flames.
They could die, but if they had to die and be humiliated, that was something they could not accept!
"Isn't Dongsang a country with strict discipline?! How could you do this?! "Sheng Changtian bellowed." You've violated military discipline. You'll be punished! "
Ming Yanye smirked. "Who will know if you die?"
After that, he turned to his nine teammates. "Guys, why don't you play with this girl?"
His teammates all revealed wretched smiles.
One of them grinned at Yang Wan. "What's the point of killing yourself? The corpses are still fresh. "
Yang Wan's eyes were filled with fear and panic, and she looked desperate.
Oh god, what was she going to do?
Sheng Changtian gritted his teeth so hard that they broke.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
His other teammates were furious as well, and they were bleeding profusely.
They had been unlucky enough to run into such a powerful team. Their deaths weren't to be regretted, but they wouldn't be able to rest in peace if they died in such a humiliating way.
Feng Wu took a deep breath.
She knew that these young men wouldn't be able to hold themselves back from retiring at 40.
As it turned out, it was their habit to hurt young and pretty girls.
She wouldn't let them get away with it.
By now, the battle was almost over.
Song Yao and the others were surrounded, while Yamano Ming and the other ten or so people all had smiles on their faces, feeling proud of themselves.
They were holding standard bayonets.
Ming Yanye pointed at Song Yao. "Kneel! Kneel! Now!"
"Turn your back on us! We're going to have a head-chopping competition!"
"Let's see who can cut off the head more accurately and spit out more blood!"
None of Ming Yanye's teammates were easy to deal with. They killed people like they were grass.
Because they were the product of the blood tax system, they had been eliminated and killed since they were young.
Hence, they were more or less perverted.
Song Yao's team was in despair.
"Is no one going to save us?"
Song Yao touched the things that he had painstakingly obtained. If only someone could save them now …
"If someone can kill them, I will be grateful to him for the rest of my life!" Song Yao shouted in his heart. "It's not that I want to live! I, Song Yao, can die standing, but I really don't want to die like this! "
Sheng Changtian, who was forced to kneel down with his back facing them, had scenes flashing through his mind.
He thought of Yang Wan, the military academy, the battle at Imperial College, and Feng Wu …
He didn't know why he was thinking of Feng Wu, but before he died, all he could think of was that gorgeous girl in the red dress.
Yamano took out a portrait from his pocket, shook it, and placed it in front of Sheng Changtian. "Have you seen this person before?"
Feng Wu really wanted to go out, but when she saw that, she paused and stopped.
Sheng Changtian swept his gaze across the crowd.
With just one glance, he recognized the person in the portrait.
Although the drawing wasn't very similar, the young girl's eyes were too lively. Almost no one couldn't recognize her.
It was Feng Wu.
"Whoever can help us find this person will be spared!" Yamano Ming tempted them.
Sheng Changtian was conflicted!
Should he tell them?
He knew Feng Wu!
They had fought before!
He even knew where Feng Wu was. If he took her there …
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