"We will never betray the Long family!" One of the big men snorted very hard.
"Very good. I admire your courage, but you also succeeded in irritating me. Now that you have shown your toughness, I also want to see how tough you can be?" Zhuo Yifan laughed angrily, but
As soon as he finished speaking, the person had disappeared on the spot.
The ten big men suddenly became nervous, all trying to find Zhuo Yifan. But with Zhuo Yifan's speed, how could they catch him?
Before the big man who spoke before could make any defense, he felt his throat tighten, as if a pair of steel pliers were biting his neck.
The remaining nine people had horrified looks on their faces because they all saw Zhuo Yifan holding the big man's neck like a chicken, and then picked him up.
"If you don't give me a toast, I'll give you a fine drink! I think you are really tired of living. Do you really think I have a good temper and dare not touch you? To tell you the truth, I have tolerated you for a long time. I think it is cheaper to turn you into puppets.
I killed you. You people should be cut into pieces and your bones scattered into ashes!" Zhuo Yifan had a gloomy face, with murderous intent on his face. His blood-red eyes stared straight at the big man like a demon, as if he had entered
In a state of madness and bloodthirsty.
The remaining nine people all felt the powerful coercion and dangerous aura on Zhuo Yifan's body. They froze in place, with cold sweat streaming down their faces. The calmness they used to have completely disappeared, and even if they wanted to move, they would stop.
It feels like my hands and feet have lost control and I can't move at all.
"To say or not to say?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a cold tone. The voice seemed to come from Shura Hell, stimulating everyone's heart.
"Even if I die, I won't say it!" Zhuo Yifan strangled the big man's neck, and his face suddenly turned red, but he still snorted with all his strength in a hoarse voice.
"Very good, then I will make it happen for you! But I won't let you die too happily. I said that for a person like you, it would not be an exaggeration even if you were to be cut into pieces with thousands of swords and shattered into ashes. I will let you die today.
Try Ling Chi, one of the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty." Zhuo Yifan laughed angrily, but that laughter made everyone's hair stand on end.
Before they could react, a sharp dagger appeared in Zhuo Yifan's hand. The big man he caught suddenly showed a look of horror in his eyes. Obviously, no one is not afraid of death.
.
But Zhuo Yifan had lost his patience and was no longer prepared to give this guy a chance to survive. Originally, when he knew that these guys had created so many monsters, Zhuo Yifan felt a surge of anger in his heart. Now this...
The anger has reached its peak and is about to explode.
The big man originally wanted to struggle and fight to the death. It would be better to be killed directly than to suffer the pain of Ling Chi. But just when he was about to throw the boat away, he found that Zhuo Yifan suddenly let go of his hand.
The big man instinctively wanted to escape, but found that his hands and feet seemed to no longer belong to him, and he had lost any intuition. However, before he could understand what was going on, his whole body was like a pile of mud, and he collapsed.
He fell to the ground. The spiritual energy in his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had been drained.