The donated blood seeped out instantly, slid down the blade, flowed down the swan-like neck, and mixed with the black tattoo exposed on the chest, giving off a different kind of luster.
Hexiang's face was still full of tears, and she raised her neck and let the knife in Yan Fenghuo's hand slowly cut through the pressure, and finally sunk deep into the muscle.
"Do you have the heart to kill me?" Hexiang asked weakly and pleadingly.
Yan Fenghuo did not speak, but used practical actions to prove his determination to kill Hexiang.
"laugh!"
The blade of the knife slashed hard, bringing out a string of snow beads. This was a move that really meant killing someone, because his hand didn't tremble. Not only did it not tremble, but it was more powerful, trying to directly cut off the main artery in Hexiang's neck.
Feeling this murderous intent, He Xiang's neck suddenly tilted back to avoid the killing blow of the saber. At the same time, he raised his knees and hit Yan Fenghuo's chest, widening the distance between the two.
"You really did it?" Hexiang touched the wound on her neck, and the grievance on her face disappeared without a trace, turning into a chuckle.
"I can do it, but I can't kill you." Yan Fenghuo wiped the donated blood on his saber, narrowed his eyes and said, "No need to act anymore. To be honest, your acting is very poor."
"Haha, thank you for correcting me." Hexiang stretched out her right hand covering the wound, spread it forward, looked at the bright red blood, and said softly: "Yan Fenghuo, follow the address and photo to assassinate Yamato's think tank, now
It’s no longer a plea, but a request.”
Hexiang's eyes showed the fierceness that should belong to her, and her tone of voice was not gentle at all, but full of coldness.
"Impossible." Yan Fenghuo spit out three words.
"It has to be done." Hexiang put down her bloody hand, raised her bloody neck, and said with squinted eyes: "Originally, I didn't want to force you, because I think you are an interesting man, but now I plan to force you to do it.
Done. Don’t you have your own lover? I will send the video of us together last night to your woman. I think any woman will not be able to bear it when she sees her man’s appearance. I can destroy it.
Your spiritual world can also ruin your life."
After forcing and saying all the good words, Hexiang began to force Yan Fenghuo to submit. She was able to film the entire scene that happened last night, which proved that this woman was careful. Not only was she careful, but she was also very cruel, even to herself.
So cruel.
The definition of a ruthless person is definitely not ruthlessness to others, but ruthlessness to oneself. A person can be ruthless to himself, let alone to others. You cannot afford to offend such people. If you do, you may even kneel down.
There is no chance to beg for mercy.
"Hahahaha," Yan Fenghuo laughed, stared at Hexiang and said, "This shouldn't be a performance anymore."
Kill Hexiang? Yan Fenghuo, who cherished his own life, would never kill Hexiang here. He did it just because he didn't want to see this woman acting. And he knew very well that a cold weapon master could definitely avoid one of his attacks.
hit.
"It's not acting, but you can't deny that the acting just now really moved you, right?" Hexiang smiled confidently: "This is a common problem among men, and no one is exception. But you are better, you know how to break free.
I'm bound by it. What do you think? Should I go or not?"
"Go." Yan Fenghuo replied without hesitation.
Send the video to Tangtang? Haha, this woman really caught on to her weakness, so he had to go.
If Tangtang sees this video, she will definitely be extremely sad. Yan Fenghuo can confess to Tangtang, but he cannot let Tangtang see it. It is destined to be hurt. If it can be gentler, then try to be gentler.
"You should have decided earlier, so that you wouldn't have to face each other." Hexiang said mockingly: "I really can't understand that you, just a woman, can make you become like this. Are you considered a strong person? I
I regret it a bit."
Faced with the ridicule, Yan Fenghuo looked indifferent. Whether he was strong or not was not up to Hexiang. If a strong person has no intention, what can he do if he is strong?
"I am different from you. Your mind is full of absurd and unrealistic revolutions, and you have abandoned all emotions. But I live for emotion, family affection, love, friendship... Maybe it is difficult for you to understand these, but it doesn't matter.
, your goal was achieved. You helped Xiao He complete his plan, and at the same time forced me to carry out this task. But what did you get? The success of the revolution? The flying red flags in the sky? No, you got it, you got it
You make a promise, but you don’t know when it will change.”
"Yes, I only have revolution in my heart, because my life is for revolution. I live for my ideals, for the red flag to fly all over the sky." Hexiang laughed loudly: "You will never understand the thoughts of a revolutionary.
, this is an ideal and a belief that will not be erased with the passage of time, it will last forever!"
Tit for tat, Yan Fenghuo does not understand Hexiang's inner world, and Hexiang also does not understand Yan Fenghuo's inner world. They are people from two worlds, a revolutionary with firm beliefs, and a professional soldier who wants to live.
There is no question of who is nobler. People in the two worlds cannot interact and collide. They just work hard for what they want. As for means, any ideal requires means and sacrifices. This is the rule.
"You live like a walking zombie, numb." Yan Fenghuo sarcastically said: "Have you tried family affection? Have you tried friendship? Love?"
"I have faith!" Hexiang said solemnly.
"What is faith without love? You don't even have the most basic love, so you still talk about faith? Are you still a living person? I think you are just a red skeleton, numb, walking forward blindly, even
Just like a fool, you do whatever others ask you to do." Yan Fenghuo continued to sarcastically say: "Don't tell me that you don't care about your body at all. You are just a woman, and the essence of your mind is that of a woman. Tell me,
How does it feel to be prostituted by me for your unrealistic ideals? You sacrificed yourself for your so-called ideals, but you never thought that all your self-esteem and pride would be trampled on by me. Do you still remember that I held you under me last night?
What does it feel like? Let me tell you, you are just a Japanese woman I have slept with. Don’t talk about any beliefs in front of me. When you spread your legs and let me go in and out, you are a bitch under me!"
Not only Hexiang will be tit for tat, but Yan Fenghuo will also be more vicious, and every word will hit the opponent's heart hard. He has never vented it out, but now it is his venting, and it is just the beginning.
Hexiang's face turned ferocious, and Yan Fenghuo's words deeply stimulated her. She is the leader of the Red Army, she is a woman who can make countless men surrender with her actions, and she is a noble and unattainable woman no matter where she goes.
But in Yan Fenghuo's mouth, she was just a bitch who was prostituted once!
Hexiang's eyes flashed coldly, and he stretched out his right hand covered with blood, took off his kimono, and revealed his body with two vicious black dragons stabbed on it. He walked step by step in front of Yan Fenghuo, staring at the man viciously.
"Bitch!"
Yan Fenghuo refused to give in and spit out the word "bitch" from his mouth.
His mood became extremely cheerful, and he liked to see Hexiang's appearance at this time: cold, vicious, and extremely angry.