Chapter 132: Lynch's revenge

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Syllable......

Syllable......

The steel pipe hit the body, and from time to time there was a sound of slamming, Lynch had a happy look on his face, Qin Feng, that terrible young man was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and he could finally do whatever he wanted, so that his life was worse than death,

Lynch danced the steel pipe and smashed it Qin Feng's body with all his might, he didn't think about the consequences at all, he only thought about revenge and relieving the hatred in his heart

The body was weak and weak, and the current invaded the body, but Qin Feng's head was unusually clear, and the steel pipe hit his body one by one, and he clearly endured the pain, gritting his teeth viciously, and his forehead also burst out with green tendons, but he didn't make a sound at all.

"Qin Feng, you also have today, Lao Tzu must let you taste the taste of life is better than death."

Syllable......

Syllable......

The voice continued, Qin Feng was hit at least dozens of times, and there were red marks on the skin inside the placket, and the pain was scorching, unbearable.

"Section Chief Lin, the electric shock effect of the electric baton is about to pass, once this kid gets up, I'm afraid we will all have to finish playing!" A police officer worried. They all realized Qin Feng's awesomeness, if it wasn't for the electric batons, I am afraid that they would have died here.

"!" The corners of Lynch's mouth grinned, and said, "This guy is raised and handcuffed to the railing, and Lao Tzu is going to torture him slowly!" ā€

Lynch threw away the steel pipe in his hand, panting and tired - the other three police cars answered, each took out a pair of handcuffs, lifted Qin Feng up, and handcuffed his hands to the iron railing.

"Move, you fucking move again!" Lynch walked up to Qin Feng fiercely, raised his slap and patted Qin Feng's face and said, "You can't move now, right?" You open your eyes and take a good look, how Lao Tzu tortured you! ā€

Qin Feng opened his eyes, and a fierce aura rolled out, a pair of death-like eyes were cold, looking at Lynch as if he was looking at a dead person, the mortal person in his eyes.

With a look, Lynch seemed to be targeted by an ancient murderer, creepy, with a cold air behind him, trembling in fear, and swallowing a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

"Get out of here!"

With an angry roar, Qin Feng kicked Lynch's stomach, and with a kick that concentrated his whole body's strength, Lynch's whole person was kicked more than ten meters away, his stomach was overturned for a while, the pain was painful, and the large intestine and small intestine were spasms, he curled up on the ground, and his face gradually distorted: "Qin Feng, I'm cĒŽo Nima!" Brothers, beat him for me, beat him and beg for mercy! ā€

Hearing this, the three policemen rubbed their fists and sharpened their palms, each holding a steel pipe in their hands, and walked towards Qin Feng step by step, but they were all kicked out by Qin Feng as soon as they arrived.

"Grass, this kid still has strength!"

"!" Lynch endured the severe pain in his abdomen and got up from the ground, and the other three policemen also got up, looking at Qin Feng, whose hands were already handcuffed to the iron railing, but he dared to step forward.

"Give me both of his feet, too, and I'll see how he fights back." Lynch said viciously. Once Qin Feng's hands and feet were handcuffed to the iron railing, no matter how much strength and ability he had, he would not be able to use it, no matter how great a person's strength was, it would be impossible to tear open a wall.

When the time comes, the real person will be the sword, and I will be the fish and meat, and I will be slaughtered by others.

"Do it!"

Bursting out, the two policemen suddenly jumped out, one hugged Qin Feng's thigh, they could only use a special method, if they didn't use this method, they would still be kicked as soon as they arrived.

"This kid's strength is really great!" A policeman gritted his teeth and said, "Section Chief Lin, help, I'll ...... I can't stand it anymore! ā€

The two policemen hugged Qin Feng's thigh, Qin Feng was still resisting, his toes were on the policeman's chest, waves of dull pain, and he snorted.

Lynch and another policeman hurriedly stepped forward, took out handcuffs and handcuffed Qin Feng's feet to the iron railing. Qin Feng's body twisted and tried to break free, but to no avail.

"Chief Lin, you're ruthless!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I won't die today, and I will let you die tomorrow!" ā€

"Haha, let me die! What power do you have now to make me die? Lynch breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "I really can't bear you to die, I want to torture you slowly, torture your body, torture your soul!" ā€

The three policemen were choked by Qin Feng's tossing and exhausted all their strength, and at this time they sat on the side and lit a cigarette, smoked leisurely, and quietly watched the excitement.

"Phew!" Qin Feng spat a mouthful of blood on Lynch's face and said, "If you don't kill me, I will let you not see the sun tomorrow!" ā€

"I'd like to see how you keep me from seeing the sun tomorrow!" Lynch grinned with a cruel grin, he also lit a cigarette, took two puffs, he gently blew the cigarette butt, the cigarette butt was extremely hot under the dim light, and he ruthlessly pressed the cigarette butt to Qin Feng's chest.

A white smoke wafted out, and at the same time, there was a smell of roasted pigskin, Qin Feng's chest had more blood-colored scars, and he gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound.

"How? Tastes good, right? Ahh Zhang Ming laughed wildly, and the cigarette butt in his hand was extinguished on Qin Feng's chest.

At this time, Qin Feng's eyes were red, and a wisp of cold murderous intent burst out without concealing it at all, that look was cold and bloodthirsty, how could it be a human eye.

He has countless scars on his body, and behind each scar there is a life-and-death war, but the cigarette scar on his chest is not worth it, it is not worth it.

"You...... Must...... Die! Qin Feng squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "No one can save you, you will die!" ā€

"Haha, haha, I'm going to die, haha......" Lynch kept laughing, and took the electric baton to Qin Feng's stomach and clubbed it, a blue electric current instantly flowed all over the body, crispy and numb, every cell, every muscle was hit by the electric current in pain, the feeling was indescribable.

"Remember this watermelon knife? I've always kept it, and I'm going to mark it on you today! Saying that, Lynch clenched the watermelon knife and unceremoniously cut Qin Feng's arm, Qin Feng was powerless to resist at all, and the paralysis of the current had not yet passed.

The skin opened and the flesh opened, and blood splashed out of the mouth of the watermelon knife, and fell to the ground dripping: "Don't think this is the end, this is just the beginning!" ā€

The watermelon knife kept leaving gaps in different parts of Qin Feng's body, blood flowed down from all parts of Qin Feng's body, and the entire clothes and the whole person were bloodstained, as if he was a bloody person.

"Chief Lin, don't kill him! Otherwise, we won't be able to confess! ā€

"Don't worry, I'm measured!"

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