Treating any member of the Chinese think tank with violence and blood will not yield very good results, because every member is a rare talent in various fields. But Yan Fenghuo's philosophy is simple: I don't care who you are,
How capable are you? As long as you disobey, I will fuck you!
It is simple and crude, without any reason or cover-up. Even if the effect is not great, it still has a certain deterrent effect.
The deterrent effect caused by Yan Fenghuo was to make Sun Heng immediately fall from the position he had climbed up with great difficulty. Although Sun Heng had some backup options, at least the Chinese think tanks knew that they had a new leader, and they would dare to change him anytime and anywhere.
A ruthless character who kills people.
"What did I do wrong?" In the room belonging to Peacock, Yan Fenghuo said to the phone while enjoying Peacock's massage: "Xiao He, if you were infected with gonorrhea and syphilis, your lower body would be full of ulcers and pus.
And there is no possibility of cure. Will you choose to cut it off or continue to endure the torture? Obviously, no matter how important it is, it has to be cut off with a knife when it reaches this level. There is an old saying in China: with practicing magical skills
You must first commit suicide. I am helping you cut off the rotten flesh. You have to thank me. Well, don’t worry about it from so far away. I am now the leader of the Chinese think tank, and you are not. In other words, you can start from
You can control the little peacock from the side, but you can't control me, do you understand?"
"Bang!"
Yan Fenghuo slammed the phone down with a disdainful smile on his lips.
He is now the leader of the Chinese think tank, and Xiao He is just the predecessor of his predecessor. After the Divine Punishment organization was removed, Xiao He lost the most powerful weapon to control the Chinese think tank. By the way, he still holds the real power of the Chinese think tank.
core.
But Yan Fenghuo doesn't care at all what the core is, because he doesn't care about any bullshit Chinese think tank at all, all he cares about is the peacock.
"Brother of the Yan family, how do you plan to manage the think tank next?" Peacock made a sweet voice to Yan Fenghuo, clear and sweet.
"I haven't thought about it yet, but I want to know where Sun Liuzhi is." Yan Fenghuo patted Peacock's leg and said, "I know the relationship between you and Sun Liuzhi, and I know that you respect him very much. But I promised Zu Yanshan that I would
Find Sun Liuzhi and bring him to Sun Liuzhi."
"I have already asked someone to take him." Peacock made a low voice: "I am not afraid that Zu Yanshan will kill his adoptive father, because..."
"Why?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"Haha..." Peacock showed a sad smile: "My foster father is about to die. He has a wish, and it is his only wish..."
Sun Liuzhi is about to die, indeed he is about to die.
It is hard for you to imagine that the heroic Sun Liuzhi is only skin and bones at this moment, relying entirely on nutrient solution to maintain his life.
An elite warrior who was once a dragon's lair, a heroic figure who was still as strong as a lion even in old age, turned out to be like a mummy. If it weren't for him still breathing, and if it weren't for his iconic six fingers, no one would have thought of this.
The mummy is associated with Sun Liuzhi.
Now Sun Liuzhi cannot speak, eat, or even move. What proves that he is still alive is the occasional movement of his eyes. He can always open his eyes and knows how to think.
The doctor who cared for Sun Liuzhi said it was a miracle. Sun Liuzhi, whose body functions had all been scrapped, should have become a vegetative state. But he did not become a vegetative state. He was thinking and thinking. He was waiting for someone, waiting for something, so
He was holding on, holding on to his death.
Sun Liuzhi said that the people he wanted to wait for were Zu Yanshan and Zhao Hongqi. What he wanted to wait for was the appearance of Zu Yanshan and Zhao Hongqi to kill him. This was all the strength he could hold on to!
Zu Yanshan sat in front of Sun Liuzhi's hospital bed, waiting quietly for the father-killer in front of him to wake up. He was holding a saber in his hand, which turned into a purple-black saber due to being soaked in blood for a long time.
The doctor who took care of Sun Liuzhi had already withdrawn and reported to Peacock in horror. But Peacock just nodded and didn't respond at all.
Many people know that Sun Liuzhi is Peacock's adoptive father. Over the past few years, Sun Liuzhi's body has been declining, and Peacock has been taking care of him. Sun Liuzhi's son, Sun Heng, has been taking care of him with almost no care.
Things about Chinese think tanks.
Peacock felt very uncomfortable, but she had to abide by her adoptive father's only wish. Because her adoptive father was Sun Liuzhi, and Sun Liuzhi was once a hero. No, Sun Liuzhi was a hero until his death, and only a hero could fulfill his only wish.
.
"It's over...it ends..."
Sun Liuzhi didn't know when he opened his eyes, and with a voice that hadn't spoken for a long time, he spat out two words to Zu Yanshan: It's over.
To settle what? To settle the things he had done in his life, to settle the many grievances he had with Zu Yanshan and Zhao Hongqi.
Zu Yanshan said nothing, but stared at Sun Liuzhi coldly.
"The red... flag didn't come..." Sun Liuzhi moved his head and his voice became fluent: "I've been waiting for you. I'm very disappointed when I didn't see the red flag."
This was a flashback. Sun Liuzhi's eyes were filled with energy, and he could even move his hands and feet, trying to make himself lie down more comfortably.
"It's enough for me to come." Zu Yanshan stared at Sun Liuzhi and said, "Thank you for living until now and waiting for my arrival."
"Hehehe," Sun Liuzhi said with a smile: "Don't thank me, because we really need a settlement between each other. To you, I am your father-killer enemy, and to Zhao Hongqi, I am also his father-killer enemy.
.But to your father, he will always be my brother, even if he becomes an enemy."
Zu Yanshan slowly stood up, walked to the bedside, looked down at Sun Liuzhi and said: "So I will try my best to find you, kill you, and avenge my father."
After saying this, Zu Yanshan stretched out his left hand and pinched Sun Liuzhi's shriveled neck. He placed the saber in his right hand little by little on the opponent's chest and raised the blade.
This is a typical slaughtering action.
If you have been to a slaughterhouse, if you have slaughtered pigs and sheep yourself, you will know how to insert the knife most easily and make a cut directly on the heart. When the cut is made in the heart, blood will surge out.
It comes out and sprays on your hands. It's so hot that you feel a sticky feeling in your heart.
When the sticky feeling arises, all you have to do is turn the blade of the knife and let the blood spurt out along the blood groove, all flowing into the prepared big basin - put some water in the big basin,
Sprinkle some fine salt to get the complete blood of pigs and sheep.
There is no big basin here, and there is no need to collect blood. Zu Yanshan, who used the slaughtering posture, simply regarded Sun Liuzhi as an animal to be slaughtered!
Generally speaking, cutting the other person's neck with a knife, stabbing the other person's head, or piercing the other person's chest with a knife is not considered an insult.
But when you put the knife against your chest and slowly stab it in, it was absolutely a shame and humiliation.
This is the way to kill animals and the treatment only animals have.
PS: There are a lot of trivial matters these days, and I have to prepare a new book, so the update is not good enough. I will speed up the update in three days at most ~ understand, understand!