Volume Seven Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty-Second Is it all over?
Hong Wuliang's screams became more and more miserable, and Ryichiro's eyes became more and more affectionate.
Wei Wuyan looked at it with comfort at first, but gradually he started to look away, and finally turned his back.
This person is his biggest enemy!
The tragedy of my life is because of him!
But, why do I still feel a little bit unbearable in my heart?
The stone fell again and again and finally turned into powder.
Hong Wuliang's left hand was also smashed into a puddle of minced meat.
Hong Wuliang's screams slowly became lower, and he finally rolled his eyes and fainted.
Langichiro calmly took out another Bailing Pill and fed it into it. He thoughtfully helped him perform the exercises and absorbed the power of the medicine. Then he woke him up and regained his rosy face...
Then, he grabbed a stone from the ground again, took Hong Wuliang's right hand, spread his five fingers, measured it carefully, and slapped the stone hard...
He no longer asked, "Do you want to say it or not?" He just savagely slapped it stone by stone!
It seems that this matter has become his greatest pleasure!
His eyes are persistent and his wrist is steady.
The flesh and blood flying in front of him seemed to be a beautiful picture, which made him feel relaxed and happy. He said silently: "Xia'er, have you seen it? Xia'er, have you seen it?"
Hong Wuliang was screaming miserably, and the muscles on his face were twisted into various weird shapes...
Ryichiro was smashing and reading, and suddenly burst into tears.
Wei Wuyan finally couldn't help it and said: "Senior Lang, if you really want to torture him, there should be a lot of cruel punishments such as splitting the muscles, breaking the bones and hands, etc. You advocate the punishment hall, you should know more, right? Why bother..."
Why do you have to use this most common and disgusting method?
He did not say this sentence.
Ronichiro understood.
Ronichiro kept patting, while crying, and choked up: "Xia'er's cultivation is low, I use those... she can't understand... Since I avenge her, I will use the most powerful
The way she understands!”
"She is watching, she is smiling, I can feel it." Ryichiro bit his lip, shed tears, and patted it hard...
Wei Wuyan let out a long sigh.
"No face! No face! Ah~~~" Hong Wuliang screamed, and suddenly called out Wei Wuyan's name like crazy: "For the sake of master and disciple, you kill me! You kill me
Go ahead! Just kill me, please..."
Wei Wuyan's body was trembling.
In front of him, the shadows of his dead wife and children suddenly appeared. He became furious and shouted: "Then when you killed my wife and my son, did you ever think that you were my master?!"
"I was wrong...please kill me...kill me to avenge your wife and son..." Hong Wuliang screamed miserably.
At this moment, Lang Yilang struck out with one hand, and Wei Wuyan was shocked all over, unable to move at all.
"Although you may not be persuaded by him, I don't want to take risks! I just want to torture him to death!" Langichiro said calmly: "So, if I wrong you, just watch and listen!"
Hong Wuliang cursed loudly: "Rang Yilang! You beast! You bastard... you adulterer! I wish I could..."
But then, his yelling turned into screams again.
For a long time, Langichiro smashed both of Hong Wuliang's arms into pulp, then suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you hungry?"
As he spoke, he took out a knife and cut the meat sauce with a few clicks. He cut it into several pieces, pinched Hong Wuliang's nose, and stuffed Hong Wuliang's arms into meat paste piece by piece.
He walked in and said apologetically: "I forgot, you should have something to eat. If you don't eat, how can you have the physical strength to be tortured by me?"
Hong Wuliang whined and tried desperately to spit it out.
However, while Langichiro was feeding him, he was doing his kung fu to help him digest, but Hong Wuliang couldn't scream or vomit; even wanting to faint became a luxury...
Within a moment, Hong Wuliang's belly bulged so high that he had actually swallowed his entire arm.
"Now that we are full, let's continue working! Hong Wuliang, please don't ask for mercy, I will be disappointed!" Ryichiro gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and pulled Hong Wuliang's left leg over.
"I will let you eat yourself bit by bit!" Ryichiro said harshly.
"No... Lang Ichiro... Brother Lang... I'm sorry for you... I'm not a human being... Please spare me... Just kill me..." Hong Wuliang finally collapsed.
God knows what it feels like to eat your own flesh?
Hong Wuliang finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"You know what I want!" Langichiro slapped his left foot with a stone and said, "If you speak too slowly, you will start to eat your own legs."
"I said...but...after I finish speaking, please give me a good time! Please!" Hong Wuliang burst into tears and snot flowed out of his nose: "You spoke too slowly!" Langichiro gave me another hard slap.
Shitou patted it down: "I have the final say now! Well, as long as you tell the truth, I will kill you! Give you a happy life!"
"Keep your word?!" Hong Wuliang's eyes lit up; once upon a time, a majestic supreme man actually turned his wish for death into his most extravagant wish!?
"Bang!" Langichiro hit it with a stone, and one of his toes shattered into pieces and turned into meat paste: "If you don't believe it, don't say it!"
"I said!..." Hong Wuliang's whole body convulsed with pain, and he gasped, "I said... it's like this... that day, I, I... I and Xia'er have been married for sixteen years
,I, I... I robbed a rich man, hiss~~"
As he spoke, he breathed in the air-conditioning and trembled: "I intercepted a piece of amethyst heart... I, I, I asked someone to make this piece of amethyst heart into... a piece of jewelry, I...
I went home very happily and gave this jewelry to her..."
Hong Wuliang suddenly burst into tears: "I love her too! Do you understand... I also hope she is happy... I have carefully coaxed her for so many years..."
"However, when I gave this jewelry to her with joy, she was not happy. I was drinking in the living room and she was in the room. The more I drank, the more depressed I became. Why did I try so hard to coax her?
Is she still unhappy?"
"At that time, I heard her reciting a poem softly, and I...After I finished listening, I felt drunk, and suddenly I became violent, so I rushed in and beat her up, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect that
He was beaten to death..."
Hong Wuliang burst into tears, crying: "I really didn't want to beat her to death... But when I beat her, she not only didn't hide, but instead sent her vital parts towards me... Me, me, me...
I drank a little too much..."
Langichiro's Adam's apple trembled up and down, and he said harshly: "A poem...what poem?"
"She said... Even if you get a thousand dendrobium beads, your old red makeup will no longer be the same; it's easy to find priceless treasures, but it's rare to find a lover!" Hong Wuliang groaned, screamed, and suddenly yelled: "Just these four sentences, it doesn't matter.
!It’s just that after she finished reciting, she actually repeated the last three words, lover! Lang! Lang! It’s okay if I don’t fuck her! What’s wrong with me... She’ll be talking about you until she dies... What do you have?
Okay? You bastard, what are you good at? In what way are you better than me? I, I..."
Ronichiro was stunned!
It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover!
There is a lover!
Lang!
Unexpectedly, Xia'er died because of this. Because of herself!
Suddenly he roared loudly, and with tears streaming down his face, he picked up the big stone and slapped it hard. While smashing it, he screamed with blood in his heart: "Xia'er! Xia'er! Xia'er!~~~~My Xia'er
…”
His cry was shrill and shrill, like a wounded lone wolf in the wilderness, roaring to the sky; that feeling of heartbreak, heart splitting...
Langichiro was screaming wildly; but Hong Wuliang became excited under this more intensive blow, shouting: "She is mine! She is mine! She is mine..."
The two of them were shouting and screaming as if they were fighting for their lives, as if they were fighting, comparing whose voice was louder. The stone in Ronichiro's hand quickly became shattered, and he picked up another piece and smashed it down hard.
With blood and flesh splattering everywhere, his screams spread far away and spread across the sky...
The snowflakes in the sky are slowly increasing in size, the clouds are getting deeper and deeper, and the sound of the wind is getting louder and shriller...
After a long time...
There is no sound at all...
Ronichiro blankly threw down the stone covered with blood in his hand. The stone fell to the ground with a clang, and his heart also trembled...
Hong Wuliang on the ground had turned into a pile of meat paste from head to toe; in this burst of out-of-control blows, Langichiro couldn't control himself and smashed Hong Wuliang's whole body into meat paste!
Hong Wuliang disappeared from this world forever.
Wei Wuyan, who had been unable to move, quietly shed a string of tears in his eyes. Suddenly, he felt empty in his heart, with nothing caught or fished out, as if he was alone in the vast and uninhabited wilderness...
Ryichiro stood up, swayed, and sat down again.
He sat blankly, his eyes empty. For a long time, he held his head with both hands, covered his face, squatted down, slowly leaned down, and suddenly lay on the snow, crying bitterly...
The wind was shrill and whistled from above, as if the sky was letting out a deep sigh...
After a long time, Langichiro trembled with his lips, turned around, and patted Wei Wuyan. Wei Wuyan felt that he could move immediately. He turned around and was about to speak, but was suddenly shocked.
I saw Ronichiro in front of me, his face was wrinkled and old, and his hair, which was shiny black just a moment ago, had turned gray now.
He actually seemed to have aged thousands of years in an instant!
"It's all over..." Ryichiro sighed. When he said this, his lips were trembling slightly. His body seemed to shrink up. He hugged his arms and squatted down as if he couldn't bear the severe cold. He buried his head and started again.
It was a low sigh: "It's all over..."
"Yeah...it's all over..." Wei Wuyan repeated. He understood Langichiro's mood very well, because he also felt this empty feeling in his heart now...
The two of them were relatively speechless.
Suddenly, a voice said calmly: "No, it's not over yet! Langshouzuo, it's been such a long time!"