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When Min Cang arrived with many bailiffs.
The people of the Sand River Gang and the Iron Sword Sect could be seen everywhere in the west of the city.
At this moment, the entire street was filled with people from the two sects.
There were sounds of fighting everywhere, and fresh blood stains could be seen on the ground.
Even though some of the shops had closed early, they were still affected by the conflict between the two sects.
From time to time, people would be sent flying and hit on the shops. The entire street was in a mess.
In the northwest corner of the city was a congee shop in the county.
Not only was there a lot of food for the people, but there were also many haggard refugees gathered here.
Even though there were already bailiffs protecting them, one could still see the fear in the eyes of these pale-faced refugees that came from the bottom of their hearts towards the members of the armed conflict between the two sects.
The moment Min Cang arrived, his first glance was in the direction of Jimin Porridge Shop.
Seeing that the porridge shop had not been affected, he immediately wanted to ask all the bailiffs to protect the porridge shop.
"Bang!"
"Ah…"
One of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect was hit hard. He lost control of his body and fell towards the porridge shop with a wail.
"Bang! Bang!"
After a series of crackling sounds, the crowd was stunned.
The porridge that was already cooked was suddenly mixed with blood and smashed onto the ground.
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were covered in boiling porridge. They rolled around and wailed.
Unconsciously, he wasted a lot of food.
Some of the refugees looked at the wasted food in front of them. They were so hungry that they did not have the courage to do so.
At this moment, he had completely lost part of his rationality and ignored the potential danger.
Many people were immediately driven by instinct to run towards the porridge that had fallen to the ground.
In an instant, many people were already lying on the ground and eating the porridge.
Even if they swallowed the dust and some messy blood, these refugees did not mind at all.
However, when Min Cang saw this scene, a wave of anger immediately surged up from the bottom of his heart, and his heart felt stifled.
Although these refugees were affected by the disaster, they were still citizens of the Jiang Kingdom.
If it wasn't for these damn gangs, how could they have received such lowly treatment?
"It's all because of these martial arts sects. They're the source of trouble for the imperial court!”
Min Cang couldn't contain his anger as he looked at the disaster victims 'love for the porridge on the ground.
A sour feeling immediately assaulted the tip of her nose, and her eyes were a little moist.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, who had been blinded by the boiling porridge, suddenly heard many people approaching him.
For a moment, he could no longer distinguish between the victims and the enemy in his mind. He waved the iron sword in his hand randomly.
"Puff…"
The iron sword entered his body, and blood flowed out.
No matter how injured the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were, their physical strength was far greater than that of the disaster victims.
Not only did the victims not have anything, they did not even have enough to eat and did not have the strength to do so.
Now that he was using his body to resist the sharp blade, the result was obvious.
In just a few breaths, a life had already been lost.
This tragic scene followed the previous turmoil and happened almost instantly. It was so fast that no one expected it.
The disaster victims who had been fighting for food on the ground fell into a pool of blood when they saw someone die.
Their faces were filled with fear. Everyone retreated and curled up in a corner to hide.
When he looked at the sharp blade in the disciple's hand, his body trembled.
"Wahhh…"
Among the disaster victims, there were still children. At this moment, they seemed to have sensed something terrifying happening in their group. For a moment, they cried out loud.
The mother was confused. Seeing her child crying, she was afraid of getting into trouble and quickly comforted him.
She even pressed the child closer to her body, trying to reduce the volume of the child's crying.
"This…this…"
He watched as the victims were stabbed by the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect right in front of him and fell into a pool of porridge and blood.
Min Cang was stunned.
He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
This was the first time in several months that a case involving a life was brought about because of an armed melee. It had never happened before.
Min Cang's eyes instantly turned red. This time, it was not because of grief, but because of great anger!
" Disregard human lives. All of you deserve to die!"
He looked at the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who were still waving their swords and heard the shouts of the two sects…
At this moment, Min Cang only felt that it was extremely eye-catching and ear-piercing.
His eyes were red.
He really wanted to lift his sword and kill all these people who did not care about the people's livelihood and the root cause of the Jiang Country's chaos!
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