The two men, who luckily avoided the nail gun and gun, reached out and grabbed the rope tied to the boats.
Just when they were about to climb up, their hands were gone in the next second. The entire arm was severed and fell into the water with a splash. They were stunned for a moment and then let out a shrill scream.
"Ah!"
"My arms!"
Yao Ran held her long sword and looked at them with a sweet smile, like a devil from hell.
Those people lost the chance to attack and were killed by Yao Ran and her friends without any opportunity to fight back.
Seeing Quan Yuanwei's pale face and trembling body, Huang Qian grinned and patted his shoulder. He said, "It's okay, Brother Quan. You will get used to it if you experience it a few more times."
Quan Yuanwei looked at his bright smile, then turned to look at Yao Ran, who was smiling sweetly while killing people, and thought, 'I don't want to get used to this!'
In just a few minutes, more than thirty people were killed by them. The people in the inflatable boats behind were stunned.
Looking at the blood on the water, no one dared to approach Yao Ran and her friends, but these people were unwilling to leave.
Who wouldn't be jealous and excited when they see so many fish? These fish are their only chance of survival, ah!
Yao Ran looked at the remaining people in the inflatable boats. They looked nothing like the tattooed men who they just killed.
These people were thin, dirty, and looked sickly. Yao Ran could tell at a glance that they were working for those tattooed men. Regardless of whether it was forced or voluntary, Yao Ran had no good impression of these people.
Seeing that Yao Ran and her friends did not attack them, those people looked at each other and slowly drove the inflatable boats to surround Yao Ran and her friends.
When Quan Yuanwei saw this, he was worried and asked, "What should we do now? You won't kill all of them, right?"
Yao Ran turned to look at him, raised her eyebrows playfully, and said, "Why not? If they attack me, I won't let them go."
She paused for a second and added. "Or... will you let them kill you?"
Quan Yuanwei was stunned by her answer and hesitantly said, "Those people are obviously ordinary people, not like those men with tattoos. Killing those people with tattoos is self- defense. But killing these people..."
Yao Ran chuckled when she heard what he said. From his words, she knew that Quan Yuanwei had not yet seen the true face of human cruelty.
Looking at his frowning face, Yao Ran asked, "Are you sure they are innocent? Can you guarantee that their hands are clean and they didn't kill anyone? They dare to work for those tattooed men. Do you think these people are good people?"
When Quan Yuanwei listened to her question, what he wanted to say got stuck in his throat. Then he turned to look at the emaciated people and saw their greedy eyes staring at bags of fish. He also saw the dark color stained their weapons. It was obviously dried blood.
Seeing that he fell into silence, Yao Ran ignored him and just observed those people. They had sticks and knives but no guns.
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