Chapter 878: Grief and Anger

Inside the basement, it was dark and damp.

Here, in fact, the hardest thing is not the so-called dampness and darkness, but the despair of not knowing the time.

Here, you have no idea how long it has been. I don't know what the weather is like outside.

Chen Jiao and others have used the method of counting seconds to calculate time, but they can hold on for an hour or two hours, but they can't hold on for a day, two days, let alone a month or two months....

At this moment, all eyes were staring at the dark door, and even holding their breath, expecting the door to sound!

Yet, for even a second, it felt as if a century had passed.

"Team... Captain, boss, will theyโ€”" Suddenly, a voice of despair sounded in the darkness.

Chen Jiao trembled, gritted her teeth and said, "No, absolutely not." Have you forgotten his title?"

"Death??" someone whispered.

"Yes, he is the god of death, no one can help him?" Chen Jiao said tremblingly.

In an instant, the basement fell silent again.

Bang bang bang ...

Suddenly, dull footsteps sounded.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, the pupils of Chen Jiao and the others flashed with brilliance at this moment.

"Captain, it's... Is it the Boss?" a faint voice with a hint of excitement sounded in the darkness.

Chen Jiao clenched her fists tightly, her sunken eyes were a little moist, she didn't say a word, she just stared at the iron door of the secret room quietly.

Click... Click...

The iron door slowly opens...

The iron door had just opened, and tears flowed out of Chen Jiao's eyes irrepressibly: "Yes... It's him, I... I can already smell his unique scent..."

"Old... Boss!" Chen Jiao's voice just fell, and a trembling and hoarse voice resounded throughout the dark secret room.

Syllable!

A faint voice sounded, and a sallow light lit up in the dark secret room.

A figure covered in blood appeared in the eyes of Chen Jiao and the others, followed by a figure like a door panel, and the man was holding a man covered in blood.

Seeing the person coming clearly, the three big men of Fu Dahai, Yang Luochen, and Wen Yue knelt directly on the ground, and cried bitterly: "Ah, boss, we... We've finally waited for you!

At this moment, the three men's suppressed strength was completely shattered at this moment, crying like three children, crying without any image...

Although Chen Jiao did not kneel, at this moment, her body trembled violently, and tears were dripping...

"Brothers, Liu Mang is here!" Liu Mang's tears also flowed from his eyes.

After a few months, he finally saw his brothers again. However, at this moment, his heart ached like a knife.

Behind Liu Mang, Gerile's tower-like body trembled violently, and Douda's tears rolled down.

He is a beast of the steppe, he rarely cries, but at this moment, he cried again.

He opened his mouth, but his throat rolled, and he couldn't say anything, only tears represented his painful mood at the moment.

"You... If you don't come again, we... I'm afraid I can't hold on!" Chen Jiao's voice trembled, and tears blurred her eyes.

"I'm sorry!" Liu Mang let out a painful roar in his throat, and threw himself directly towards Chen Jiao, directly holding Chen Jiao tightly in his arms.

"Woo woo, you... You're finally here. If you don't come again, Pepper really can't hold on!"

Chen Jiao had already ignored the intense blood on Liu Mang's body, and her head was buried directly in Liu Mang's chest.

At this moment, the once hot little pepper turned into an injured little sheep, crying bitterly in Liu Mang's arms.

At this time, Geril had already put the evil wind on the ground, and rushed towards Fu Dahai and the others, directly holding the heads of several people on the ground in pain.

In an instant, the dim basement was filled with sad cries.

Liu Mang hugged Chen Jiao's body tightly, when his hand touched Chen Jiao's body that was so thin that it could not be described in words, his heart was like being twisted by a knife, that kind of pain was a heart-rending pain, a pain that could not breathe.

The original plump body was now only a thin layer of skin wrapped around the bones.

"Ahh

Anger is anger against the dragon king and the evil wind.

Self-blame is self-blame for one's own incompetence.

If he had found Chen Jiao and them earlier, how could Chen Jiao and them be so miserable? ?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...."Liu Mang hugged Chen Jiao, and at this moment, he kept saying sorry.

If it weren't for him, how could Chen Jiao and the others have such a miserable experience?

All of this is because of him.

"No, Liu Mang, I don't blame you, I don't blame you!" Chen Jiao burst into tears, shook her head gently, and stretched out a thin finger to block Liu Mang's lips.

"It's all me, if it weren't for me, how could you be in such a desperate situation!" Liu Mang's body trembled violently, and his eyes turned blood-red from pain.

"Liu... Liu Mang, don't blame yourself... We... We're actually okay here..."Chen Jiao comforted with tears in her eyes.

Liu Mang's hands were already clenched into fists, and his face was hideous. Chen Jiao's comfort not only did not make his heart feel better, but made his heart hurt even more. Every word was like a knife cutting through his heart.

Suddenly, Chen Jiao's body arched lightly in Liu Mang's arms, and said weakly: "Liu... Liu Mang, small... Pepper is so cold..."

"Pepper is hungry and thirsty... Pepper hasn't eaten meat for a long, long time..."

"Woo woo, Liu Mang, Xiao Chili hurts... It hurts..."In the end, Chen Jiao finally couldn't hold back her crying.

Little pepper hurts... It hurts...

This sentence made Liu Mang's whole face completely distorted, and his body trembled violently...

"Ahh Day... Liu Mang finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, and let out a roar like a beast, and the sound directly shook the entire basement.

"Boss, Geril is here!" Geril stood up like a beast.

"I want the evil wind to die, a tragic death! A thousand knives to die!" Liu Mang roared like a devil, looking at the evil wind that was huddled on the ground and trembling.

"Die!" Geril rushed towards the evil wind with red eyes, and directly lifted the evil wind up.

As soon as the evil wind was raised, Liu Mang directly pulled out the three-edged army thorn and threw it over.

Burst!

With terrifying strength, the military thorn directly nailed the evil wind to the wall!

Nailed to the wall, the evil wind roared in horror: "No, don't, please... Please give me a good time!"

"Happy, you fucking want to be happy?" Liu Mang directly burst into a foul mouth: "Lao Tzu will let you fucking die a miserable death, so that you will never be able to live forever!"

Anger, even gaffes!

Liu Mang has never been so broken and out of shape!

Liu Mang roared, and one hand touched his trouser pocket again, and felt out a needle.

Then he threw it under the frightened gaze of Evil Wind, and almost disappeared into Evil Wind's body.

"Ah, what is this, what the fuck is this?" Evil Wind roared in horror.

"Heart booster, this is a special heart booster. It can keep you from dying for two hours, and it can keep you a hundred times more sober!" Liu Mang's mouth showed a bloodthirsty and hideous smile.

At this moment, Liu Mang is simply a demon! His every move makes people feel cold and frightened!

The word Grim Reaper is vividly embodied at this moment!

Hearing that it was a heart booster, the evil wind roared in horror: "No, I don't want any heart booster." Kill me, kill me!"

"Don't worry, you'll die! But not now!" Liu Mang's face was full of calmness.

After speaking, he gave an order to Geril: "Geril, do it!"

Burst!

Like a bloodthirsty jailer, Grile wielded the Sky-Splitting Claw to cut through the body of the Evil Wind.

In the entire basement, the screams of the evil wind and the sound of begging for mercy made people's scalps tingle.

Even if they want the evil wind to cut through a thousand knives, but when they hear this scream, Chen Jiao and the others' hearts will tremble.

It was the first time they had seen Liu Mang's such a terrifying side.

They couldn't imagine what Liu Mang, the god of death, had gone through to have such a means.