Time travel game, starting from Kingdom Come: Deliverance

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The clown's appearance was not unfamiliar to the bound man, let alone the aura emanating from the clown before him.

Because he operates in the black and gray areas, this person's senses are acutely aware of things that ordinary people subconsciously overlook.

Fury, rage, and cruelty.

He felt as if he had fallen into the den of a pack of hungry wolves, surrounded by eerie green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps in the pitch-black night.

Although he had drawn a smiley face with blood on his face, Mo Jiang himself did not smile at all. He reached out and suddenly tore a piece of flesh off the bound person.

A sharp pain instantly filled the bound man's brain; Mo Jiang's attack had torn off at least a hundred grams of flesh.

Instead of cutting with a knife, it was just torn off by hand.

“A few drug dealers have called you. Tell them their information, your contact, everything you know, and then I’ll give you a quick death.”

While questioning, Mo Jiang's hands did not stop for a moment, tearing flesh from the bound man's body again and again, and soon the man's upper body was stained red with blood.

"Don't expect to buy time, and don't expect to live. A quick death will be your only salvation."

"correct……"

Mo Jiang seemed to have thought of something again, and took out a yellowed photograph. Upon seeing the photo, the man who was screaming in agony suddenly widened his eyes.

The photo shows a family of three: a young couple holding their newborn baby.

Judging from the photo, it appears to be a photo of a woman named Yi Lingyin who was drunk (8), taken many years ago.

It was a family photo, but he had hidden it very well, yet somehow it was found.

Mo Jiang placed the photo in front of the man, his tone cold and cruel, "You can choose not to speak, but then I will find your family and bring your wife, your son, or your daughter before you..."

"Then, right in front of you, I'll dismantle them piece by piece. Trust me, I'm very skilled; I'll make them die very slowly."

"Before they die, I guarantee they will suffer the greatest pain in the world. After they die, I will let you live for half a month, and the protein in your three meals a day for the next half month will come from your wife and children."

The words spoken in a tone as cold as ice were like a judgment from the deepest part of hell.

Brutal, inhuman, and even outright abandoning all human moral constraints.

The man clearly understood that the clown in front of him was not simply intimidating him, but stating a fact.

A fact that is bound to happen.

……

Half an hour later, Mo Jiang left the abandoned factory.

Only a gruesome corpse remained in the abandoned factory, its body covered in so many wounds that it was difficult to even recognize it as a human.

No forensic examination is needed; anyone with eyes can see that the deceased suffered absolutely inhuman treatment before his death.

The flesh was torn away piece by piece from my body.

The body, bones, internal organs, and brain were all arranged in separate categories.

Almost everyone could tell at a glance that this was not an interrogation, but pure torture.

Let this man die in unbearable pain, even yearning for the release of death.

The man's phone had also been tampered with; it sent messages to several numbers.

The number contained the names of the drug dealers he had contacted and the people in the entire drug trafficking chain, while the messages sent contained the location of the man's wife and children, as well as the identity of the number holder.

Anyone who receives this message will clearly realize one thing.

That is, the men betrayed them, telling everyone else all the information.

This is what Mo Jiang did; he didn't have time to deal with the details, so he left the man's family to fate.

See if the drug dealer will retaliate against the man's family for being betrayed. If he does, then the family is just unlucky.

No, that's not right either.

As a member of the drug trafficking network, the money a man earns may have been used by his family. Since they used this kind of money, it's not surprising that they end up in some kind of mess.

After all, if you do something that could cost you your life, what can your family say if you really implicate them?

Of course, that family wasn't entirely without a way out. Next, Mo Jiang would hunt down everyone in this chain of interests. If Mo Jiang killed them quickly enough and those people didn't hide, that family still had a chance to escape.

However, according to Mo Jiang's estimate, the survival rate of that family member is probably less than 10%.

……

Several hours later, the city received even more reports.

The police chief, already overwhelmed with the drug dealers' street shootout, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave after receiving the report.

The report in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Within a few hours, several extremely brutal murders occurred in the city, and judging from the methods used, the perpetrators should be the same person or the same organization.

The victims died in extremely gruesome ways; some had all their flesh torn off while they were still alive, and their flesh, bones, and internal organs were clearly separated.

In some cases, the bones inside the body are removed using sharp instruments, and then reassembled from the bones into a complete skeleton outside the victim's body.

……

In the past, the manner of each death would have been a major case, a case that would have required the authorities to solve within a specified time.

The occurrence of so many murders within the same time period indicates that these are not ordinary criminals; it is a provocation against law enforcement.

Meanwhile, through the victims' cell phones, the police quickly discovered that these victims were closely related to drug trafficking cases.

……

On the other side, Mo Jiang boarded the high-speed train with a backpack, just like a student who decided to take a short trip, and headed towards the address he had investigated.

After enduring pain and death, and the threat of his family being forced to live or die, Mo Jiang finally obtained some clues from those people.

Some clues about their online presence, involving certain transportation routes.

These kinds of messages are very difficult for the police to obtain, but they are not so difficult for Mojiang.

Because Mojiang doesn't need to worry about the law or the rule against forced confessions.

His method was simple and direct: to extract information from drug dealers through extreme suffering and the lives of their families.

With his internal energy, Mo Jiang could perform many forms of torture that ordinary medicine could not.

Let those drug dealers, in extreme agony, reveal everything they know, just to beg for a quick death.

"A village, a gang of more than a dozen people?"

For the police, this is a gang that requires a long investigation and evidence gathering to dismantle.

But for Mojiang...

"Kill them all."

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118. It drove over 300 kilometers in one night, and even satellites couldn't find it.

Nighttime, outside a village.

The lights at the village entrance dispelled the night. This somewhat remote village has only one road connecting it to the outside world, and it takes several kilometers to reach the national highway.

Like most impoverished villages, this kind of village has young people who go out to work and only come back once a year for the Spring Festival.

The building looks dilapidated, but it can only be renovated when the young people in the family come back for the Chinese New Year.

That's how it should be.

There are quite a few young people in the village, and it's clear they're not home for the holidays, but have been living here for quite some time.

Meanwhile, groups of three or five people would occasionally pass by at various points near the village entrance, stopping to chat with the old man sitting at his doorstep.

Those men had such sharp eyes that even a mouse in the dark couldn't escape their gaze.

These people aren't just loitering; they're on patrol.

Moreover, it wasn't just one team; their patrol routes, along with the elderly people sitting in various corners of the village, formed an entire intelligence network.

"This is Tazhai, isn't it?"

The information that Mojiang received indicated that some of the drugs were being transported out of the village, a village located in an extremely remote area.

Villages located in remote areas are generally not associated with wealth.

Based on the intelligence obtained from interrogating drug dealers, Mojiang had reason to suspect that this place was imitating Tazhai.

These places where organized crime takes place have always been a difficult hurdle for the police to overcome, because everyone benefits from the illegality and keeps quiet about it, or even confronts the police.

Due to procedural injustices, police often lack sufficient methods to collect evidence in such situations.

But Mojiang doesn't need to care about procedural justice.

He took out his hacker phone, scanned all the signals in the village, and then his figure completely disappeared into the night.

The next day, the village ancestral hall suddenly caught fire without any warning. The fire was extremely large and quickly set the entire ancestral hall ablaze.

The villagers rushed to fetch water to put out the fire, but the fire spread very strangely, fiercely and rapidly, and soon became too intense to be extinguished by water.

The villagers could only watch helplessly as the ancestral hall was burned to the ground.

Fortunately, no one lived near the ancestral hall, and only the ancestral hall itself was burned down.

But it was only then that the villagers realized that some people in the village had disappeared for some unknown reason.

I searched for a long time but couldn't find them.

It's like disappearing into thin air.

……

Skaritz and Henry led their men to carry one corpse after another out of the house, stripped the bodies clean, and then threw them into the large pit they had dug.

The pit was filled with wood and flammable dry grass. As torches were thrown in, black smoke quickly rose from the pit.

Not far from the large pit was a smaller pit. The clothes and everything else taken from the corpses would be thrown into the smaller pit and then set on fire.

The burning will take some time, and Henry will supervise the entire process until the bodies are completely burned to ashes before leading people to fill the pit.

Then wait for the next time Mojiang needs a pit, and then dig it up again.

The people of Skarlitz were no longer surprised that the governor had started burying corpses again.

Although this governor always liked to pile up the heads of bandits and Cumans into the shape of pyramids, at least he didn't cut down the people of his territory to build a mound of skulls.

And the porridge is served three times a day on time, without any skimping.

With such a governor, what more could the people of Skarlitz ask for?

Is it really such a big deal that the governor wants to burn some corpses for fun?

……

On the other side, Mo Jiang emerged from the forest and spent a lot of time figuring out where he was.

He looked quite disheveled. The map and the wilderness compass were only barely useful; in most cases, they would only lead to his death.

Because compasses can malfunction in certain situations, such as when there are iron or magnetite deposits underground, or even when there are no problems at all, it can still fail. For Mo Jiang, whose map reading skills are almost nonexistent, it would obviously be a very time-consuming task to determine his location using a map.

Last night, he sent all the people in the village who had been involved in transporting drugs to Skaritz for interrogation, which revealed the location of the production personnel in this drug trafficking chain.

The manufacturer is not located in China, which is not unexpected for Mo Jiang. After all, China has very strict regulations on raw materials, and it is almost impossible to obtain raw materials without proper legal procedures.

So last night, Mo Jiang simply ran into the mountains and forests with his physical body. With his current strength, let alone ordinary mountains and forests, even the kind of roads like Mount Hua that make people tremble in their hearts are not particularly difficult for Mo Jiang.

With his current internal strength, coupled with his Cloud-Ladder Leaping Lightness Skill, even if he jumped off the top of Mount Hua, there was a considerable probability that he would land safely.

Since Mo Jiang had never tried to survive a cliff jump using the ladder, he didn't intend to make any absolute statements.

They disguised themselves as tourists and entered a nearby town.

No, Mo Jiang was dressed like a tourist, and with his appearance and demeanor, anyone who saw him would think he was a young and energetic tourist.

After listening carefully in the town, he heard many languages ​​different from Chinese. It took him half an hour to finally figure out where he was.

Find the town's location on the map, and use a map app for navigation; you can easily see exactly how far it is as the crow flies.

"Tsk, he ran 300 kilometers in one night..."

A night of running through the mountains and forests led him directly across the border.