Click!

Click!

Two crisp sounds.

The necks of the two servants were twisted at an abnormal angle, and then their eyes widened, and their bodies fell to the ground weakly.

"ah--!!!"

At this time, a shrill scream came from upstairs.

Fang Ying turned to look at the stairs, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes... It seemed that Chen Abin had also succeeded.

only.

Facing a big living person.

Can Chen Abin really do it?

You must know that killing at close range and shooting at long range are two completely different experiences in terms of senses.

Many people don't even dare to kill spiritual animals like cats and dogs, let alone a living person... For an ordinary person, this is a huge psychological barrier!

Chen Abin, can he do it?

Fang Ying was silent for a moment and decided to go up and have a look.

He took steps, passed over the corpses of his followers on the ground, and walked up the stairs step by step. Before he could reach the second floor, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

The strong wind came in through the dilapidated window lattice.

The dim candlelight flickered brightly and dimly when blown.

Chen Abin, dressed in fine clothes, stood on the spot with a sharp knife in his hand, exuding a violent aura, and his beautiful face was full of ferocity at the moment.

Hou Hailong had fallen into a pool of blood.

There was a big hole between his legs, and blood was pouring out, covering half of the attic.

"Ah...ummm..."

Hou Hailong grew his mouth and wanted to speak.

However, the extreme fear made him so nervous that he almost lost his voice, and he could only make a horrified "Woo" sound.

Obviously.

Chen Abin’s knife.

Not only did it cut off Hou Hailong's ugliness, but it also cut off his pride as a man... Just now, he was pressing on this iceberg beauty and wanted to do something wrong. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly took out a handful. The sharp knife pierces the vital point and turns him into a eunuch in an instant...

Hou Hailong felt that the sky was falling.

If men can't do it, what's the point of life?

Moreover, the woman in front of him was like a devil. This intense murderous intention made Hou Hailong feel like he was falling into an abyss.

"Hou Hailong, don't you recognize me?"

Chen Abin gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"Ah! You...you..."

Hou Hailong almost fainted from fright.

He never imagined that a living beauty could actually have a man's voice.

"If you don't remember him, you should know me, right?"

In the darkness, Fang Ying stepped out, dressed in black night clothes, tightly stretched around his body, making him look even taller and burlier.

Just now.

Chen Abin's hand holding the knife was shaking all the time.

Murder requires a strong psychological quality. Such a test is indeed too cruel for an honest young man...

So Fang Ying showed up.

"Fang Yiai? Why is it you!"

Hou Hailong's eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief: "You... aren't you hiding in the princess's mansion and not daring to show your face? Why are you here!"

Fang Ying said calmly: "Of course I am here to kill you!"

"Kill...kill me?"

Hou Hailong was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Fang Yiai! Are you sick? I have stopped forcing you, why are you still killing me?"

"Hou Hailong, do you still have the nerve to ask?"

Fang Ying stared at the other party and said in a deep voice: "Three months ago, you defiled an eleven-year-old girl to death. Did you forget it so quickly?"

"Three months ago? Little girl?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Hou Hailong's eyes, and then he shouted loudly: "Fang Yiai! You are a big stick, I have played with many women, how do I know which one you are talking about!"

"Asshole! You beast!"

Chen Abin was furious and trembling with anger: "You...you actually forgot that my sister was tortured to death by you, and you actually forgot!"

"Ah...I remember!"

Hou Hailong suddenly pointed at Chen Abin and shouted: "You are the brother of that little bitch... Damn it! You bitch! You disguised yourself as a man to frame me!"

With the resurgence of memory.

Hou Hailong's attitude suddenly became arrogant, and he roared viciously: "Little bastard! I should have killed you in the first place, why didn't you help me quickly..."

Bang——!

There was a loud noise.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ying raised his foot and stepped heavily on Hou Hailong's hand that was on the floor.

Click!

"ah--!"

Hou Hailong let out a heartbreaking scream.

When Fang Ying moved his feet again, Chen Abin next to him was shocked when he saw that one of Hou Hailong's palms was crushed to pieces by Fang Ying!

In the blood stains.

Hou Hailong's palm was flat on the floor, as thin as a piece of paper, with only two pieces of skin remaining connected to the wrist, which was shocking to see.

"Fang Yiai! Are you crazy?"

Hou Hailong's painful tears and snot flowed out from his nose, and he cried: "If you dare to attack me, my father will not let you go! Is it worth it for that little bitch?!"

"You're asking me, is it worth it..."

Fang Ying slowly exhaled.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the girl and her shy smile seemed to appear in his mind again.

"To be honest, I'm not familiar with her."

"We just met once, how deep can our feelings be?"

"But I just feel uncomfortable. The world shouldn't be like this. Seeing that flower-like girl's life withering away, and seeing scum like you living so happily, I feel like there is a thorn in my heart... "

Fang Ying slowly opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hou Hailong, you make me so upset!"

"I can't stand it, so I'm going to kill you!"
Chapter completed!