Throughout the ages, people always like to listen to good words, whether they are native Filipinos or traitors of rulers of various dynasties. For their own interests, they try their best to please and be familiar with flattery. They know how to grasp the mind of the monarch, and when it comes to privacy, it will be revealed. However, if you listen to good words, you will ignore the chaos in the past and present. More than half of the reasons come from this.

Although this indigenous chief is expensive, he is a native tribe. The indigenous people value the immediate physical interests, and it is their subconscious event to eat and drink enough to catch prey. They don’t know how to flatter the chief, which makes the chief very upset. This time, I finally met a braid that is good at pleasing him. It is 10,000 comforts in his heart.
Seeing the warriors of the surrounding tribes can’t wait. The indigenous chief raised his finger to the village not far away, and his face suddenly became more ferocious than "killing all men!"
"Kill!"
The natives rushed to the Taiping military camp with a loud roar, without any strategy or formation. They were the most primitive and the most ferocious. They roared like hundreds of greedy and hungry dogs rushing out of the rainforest, threatening to swallow up this big fat meat in front of them.
The natives seem to have seen countless beautiful women in their eyes, and they have accelerated their pace-
"Bang!"
A huge explosion suddenly rushed out from behind the people and rushed out a few steps. The natives all turned their heads because of this sound.
For a moment, all the natives’ faces were frightened, and now the sight made them all frightened.
The native chieftain still had a neck and head behind him, but suddenly he disappeared. A steady stream of blood gushed from the neck tube and the broken part of his head was bloody. The horror made people look straight.
And the face of the native chieftain was splashed with brains and blood. Although it was dark, the natives noticed that the face of the braid suddenly turned pale. It was not just the braid that made these natives feel chilly before they exploded. Only then did they realize that it was the explosion of the chieftain’s head?
"ah! ! !”
As if in hindsight, it took a long time to panic and scream. At this moment, he kept repeating "Don’t kill me, don’t-"
The natives didn’t notice that a young man appeared behind the braid. Judging from his skin color and appearance, the braid was obviously from the same place but there was no braid.
Wang Lei didn’t look at the plait head. His eyes were full of cold and cold, and his eyes swept around the aborigines. The eyes were so calm that people were heart-pounding.
Hum!
Several dark air columns suddenly rose to the sky to form a tens of meters area in Fiona Fang, covering all the natives. Some indigenous people also tried to escape. As soon as they got close to the air column, they suddenly burst and were directly thrown away. The scene was really tragic compared with the indigenous chiefs.
The gates of hell are open!
Wang Lei, a master in heaven, has no master consciousness.
He doesn’t like killing, but he won’t refuse to kill.
If I want to kill me, I will kill you, that’s all.
"ah!"
I don’t know which aboriginal was the first to scream, and then he almost screamed together and shouted at the same time, which almost resounded through the whole village and was full of pain-
The scope of hellgate is full of purgatory pain, which makes Wang Leicheng bear this pain while others in the field share this "pain"
This night is a killing night full of purgatory pain.
The next morning, a mountain of human heads appeared in front of the largest indigenous village in the area. One by one, their heads were lying on the road, but they didn’t even close their eyes. There was a tall indigenous head next to them.
Killing all the invading natives is a small matter for Wang Lei.
It’s just that he gave the natives a warning, and he deliberately let one tenth of them go.
Although those who escaped were lucky enough to save their lives, everyone enjoyed the "purgatory pain". They were lucky enough to faint in pain, not just unlucky enough to stab themselves in the throat or break their necks by hitting a tree.
After this incident, no indigenous people dared to offend the settlement, and a large area outside the settlement was afraid to approach it.
Relying on the head of that building, the immigrants from Taiping Army piled up their feet.
"Don’t go to the jungle. There is a devil coming out of hell in that jungle where the Qing immigrants live!"
After that day, the local aborigines in Wang Lei got a nickname, Shura Evil Ghost.
Chapter 11 Chinese Gate
There is a Spanish Governor’s envelope on Wang Lei’s desk, which is actually a letter inviting Wang Lei to meet.
Wang Lei is not surprised by their origin. It is not difficult to guess that more than 1,000 people from the army have killed people. It is a force with great influence in the red area, which makes the Spanish feel uneasy. No one wants their territory to be threatened. It is reasonable that the governor of the Spanish Philippine colony will invite Wang Lei.
"Sir, the Spaniards have always been arrogant. They don’t care about anyone except the British. The Spanish governor invited you to the past. It must be the Hongmen banquet. You must not go."
Li Xun’s face is dignified. After that night, Wang Lei has become the backbone of Taiping rebels’ immigrants. Nothing can happen, otherwise more than 1,000 people will be in ruins.
"Yes, sir, never go."