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Chapter 503 If I want you to die, God will turn away(1/2)

 When the remaining men saw this, they stopped and retreated instead of advancing.

Everyone was extremely shocked.

Not much better than those women.

Except for those who have been on the battlefield, I am afraid that seeing this kind of bloody scene will make their hands and feet weak with fear.

Zhang Shangzhi had a different feeling. He held up the civilized stick and slapped his head and face, shouting something while beating him.

Crackling and whipping.

.Keith grabbed his head and ran away, limping with his injured leg. After a moment, Zhang Shangzhi, whose blood rushed to his head, caught up with him and continued to beat him hard.

.Keith shouted: "Let me go, let me go, United Fruit will give you money, more money than you can spend in a lifetime."

"The money for Xen Niang..." Zhang Shangzhi blushed and didn't care about that at all.

Click...

The stick of civilization was broken by him!

Zhang Shangzhi looked blankly at the stubble-sharp civilized stick, anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his courage.

He just experienced what despair is.

Now that he has the God of War backing him, what should he be afraid of?

Zhang Shangzhi gritted his teeth, held the civilized stick tightly in both hands, and puffed...

Keith looked at the civilized stick inserted into his abdomen in disbelief: "You lowly pig, how dare you..."

Hearing that he dared to speak nonsense at this time, Zhang Shangzhi had just released the evil in his heart and killed someone. He was still a little afraid, but at this moment the panic disappeared: "I'm going to fuck you, you white-skinned pig..."

Pull out, pierce, pull out, pierce...

Bloody and bloody.

Like a madman.

This is how an honest person gets annoyed.

Clarisse, who followed him through the door, felt as if he was having a nightmare.

Although the scene in Shura Hell was not directed at her, it still frightened her.

There is no doubt. After today, I will have nightmares for who knows how long.

Is this the Butcher of the Far East mentioned in the newspaper?

So scary!

Zhao Chuanxin walked over and lifted Zhang Shangzhi's collar: "Okay, this person is dead.

But I still have strength

If you have the strength, go get him."

With that said, Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the tied Huertas.

Huertas couldn't understand Chinese, but when he saw Zhao Chuanxin pointing at him, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he couldn't break free from the whip of the ruling.

Zhang Shangzhi recovered, but his hands and feet were as sore as noodles. He smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Zhao, God of War Zhao, I have no strength..."

After saying that, looking at his masterpiece, Zhang Shangzhi lay on the ground and vomited loudly.

Zhao Chuanxin played the hanging song.

The whip of judgment pops out its barb.

Huertas gasped as he was tortured by the pain of countless needle pricks.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the handle and pulled hard.

Huertas's body was completely naked.

Zhao Chuanxin raised the whip of judgment.

"pia..."

"Ouch..."

A whip brings down a piece of flesh.

It can be said to be extremely cruel, but not fatal.

"pia..."

"Ouch..."

Zhao Chuanxin took his time and whipped him one after another.

"Aren't you a fucking awesome person? Don't you regard human life as nothing? Don't you have a heavy army? Things are changing, and today I want you to feel what fear is!"

Huertas is really scared.

Having been in a high position for a long time, he felt fear for the first time.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to beat him, and his screams continued, but the volume became smaller and smaller.

Until there was no intact skin left on Huertas' body, he made no sound at all.

Zhao Chuanxin made a judgment and concluded that he must have been tortured to death.

Even if he didn't die, in the hot and humid environment of Central America and the medical conditions at this time, he would never be physiological.

He shook his head and sighed: "It's so pitiful. He died in more pain than his second uncle."

"..."

Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a demon.

Zhao Chuanxin came to Takahashi Ming again and looked at him condescendingly: "The Japanese devils drafted it, these days the Japanese devils dare to make noises"

Akira Takahashi knelt down and kowtowed: "Spare my life, spare my life, it's none of my business. I didn't hit anyone."

If you don’t hit someone, you just insult them.

Zhao Chuanxin showed up just now, and this guy still dares to jump.

Zhao Chuanxin twitched the corners of his mouth: "Japanese are all bastards!"

Takahashi opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to refute, but shut up again.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his whip.

"pia..."

"Ouch..." Akira Takahashi finally knew what Huertas had gone through: "Yes, the Japanese are all bastards."

It hurts so much, so terrible, the place where the skin and flesh were torn off is burning.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "I ask you, are the Japanese inferior to pigs and dogs?"

"Yes, the Japanese are worse than pigs and dogs."

"Are the Japanese inferior people?"

"Yes, the Japanese are inferior people."

"The Japanese nation should perish, are you right?"

Akira Takahashi hesitated again.

"It's hard to hesitate"

"pia..."

"Ouch..." Akira Takahashi's soul erupted: "Japan should perish!"

"Sorry for the slow response!"

Zhao Chuanxin continues to smoke.

Amid the whining, Takahashi Akira fell into the same fate as Huertas.

The corpse finally became silent.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were as bright as lightning as he scanned the entire audience. No one dared to look at him.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Zhang Shangzhi: "Who else is here today?"

Zhang Shangzhi pointed to a few white people: "There are also them, they bully us Chinese workers and call us pigs."

Words like pig, piglet, pig flower are something Zhao Chuanxi hates deeply.

He walked towards some white people.

A woman screamed in fear and drew a cross on her chest: "God protect me from the devil..."

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out the hand ax from the head of the white woman before, and sneered: "I Zhao Chuanxin wants you to die, and God will turn his head. He doesn't dare to care, you know?"

As soon as this statement came out, it cast a shadow over people's hearts.

Blasphemy.
To be continued...
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