"Yan Siming, don't forget, if it weren't for me, if it weren't for your beautiful eldest niece, do you think you could make the shareholders withdraw their capital? That's all my hand asking Ji Yang to do in secret, and also, just a small action of your brake on Yan Sicheng's hovering car, can it cause the death of their husband and wife? I'm telling you, it's impossible-it's not the mess I cleaned up for you, it's me who found someone to delay the rescue time, so that their husband and wife slowly died in the car, but unfortunately, Yan Yan that little slut is still alive-"

"Why, my good aunt, I seem to be upsetting you to live—"

An icy voice like a thousand-year-old glacier suddenly sounded, shaking off the killing intent of a room in the dilapidated shelter. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Y-why are you here?"

Liu Yufeng's sour face was full of horror and disbelief.

"Yanyan, it's uncle, save uncle-"

Yan Siming grabbed the girl's wide trouser leg with all his might, and the mutilated leg was exposed to sight, leaving only Sensen's thigh bone, which disappeared completely below the knee, and the wound was suppurating and rotting.

"Huh—why am I here? Maybe—"

A cold glint flashed across her fingertips, and a long iron nail thrust hard and quickly into the back of her hand that grabbed her trouser leg.

"Ahh

The screams pierced the silence of the night sky.

"Maybe my parents asked me to see how you're doing, aren't they, auntie, uncle?"

"Little slut, you did it, didn't you!"

Liu Yufeng quenched his poisonous eyes and stared at the thin figure in front of him.

"Looks like you're not sick yet, my good aunt?"

"Bang-"

She shook off the hand on her trouser leg fiercely, Yan Siming fell to the ground in embarrassment under a huge force, and the wound on the forehead corner of the bumper was cracked for the second time, and the blood flowed more freely, covering the whole face and the madness in his eyes.

Approaching the woman on the other side step by step, "Cousin Lang Lang is lustful for death on a man, and his sister is also tactfully under a man, do you say, is it a good story that this sister and brother once served a husband?" ”

With a stroke of his fingers, he appeared on the light screen in mid-air, and it was Yan Qingyue's prodigal appearance begging for pleasure under different men with a charming face. There are sloppy homeless people, murderous criminals, sick old men who are dying, and guests with special fetishes, as long as there are credit points, they can find happiness in Liuying Street, as the most inferior Liuying, Yan Qingyue can only continue to be forced to accept guests one by one, after feeding the recreational drugs, she is only left with endless desires, constantly asking for men, and satisfying the dirty desires in her heart.

The moment she came to her senses, what awaited her was an abyssal despair, just like Yan Yan in her previous life, she knew better than anyone else how terrible it was to be sober.

With another stroke of thin fingertips, an eight or nine-year-old boy was put into various poses, naked and tied to the prop table, his body was covered with bruises, and his lower body was a terrible scar, his desperate eyes were dull like rag dolls, and his chapped lips were full of tooth marks.

"Ahh

Liu Yufeng frantically wanted to pounce on the direction of the little boy in the video, the paralyzed lower body could only make her fall to the ground, the unwilling roar made her throat bleed, and her vicious eyes stared at the girl in front of her.

"My good aunt, why don't you think about what would happen if A-Yu was sent? How--After reading it, are you satisfied? Didn't you always want to see how that pervert treats **? No: That's it. ”

"Little slut, you are so ruthless! You don't have to die well—"

The words that burst out of his throat were smashed into the girl standing under the dim halo with monstrous hatred.

Her emaciated cheeks were sunken, her eyes were dark like an abyss, and the cold arc of her mouth cast a lingering haze over her heart.

"Don't you want to die? Haha - what if you don't die well? As long as I can drag you to hell, what if I want to go to hell again! I only hate, I was stupid and didn't distinguish between right and wrong, so that you could have the opportunity to hurt my relatives again and again, and now, the sky has eyes, and I, the one who crawled out of hell, will let you taste what is called the eighteen layers of hell! ”

"Poof—"

"Ahh

The iron nail in his hand pierced Liu Yufeng's eyes violently, and the moment he pulled it out, he brought up two clusters of blood flowers and sprinkled them on her thin chin.

Ignoring the screams and wails of the woman in her ears, she walked step by step towards Yan Siming, who had shrunk into the corner.

"Y-don't come!"

He stared at the iron nails that kept dripping with blood in horror, and begged for mercy with trembling in his mouth: "Yanyan, I'm sorry, it's my uncle's mistake, please don't hurt me!" Yanyan, I'm your uncle—"

"Uncle-?!"

The girl's non-stop footsteps, as if stepping on the tip of his heart step by step, made him feel like he had swallowed a thousand catties of ice and snow, and his heart was cold and heavy, "You also know that we have the same blood on our bodies? Why did you do this to my family in the first place? Wrong? Now know that it's wrong? Hah-"

Her bloodthirsty eyes glowed with boundless evil anger and hatred, "When my father was soft-hearted and let you go, he didn't care about what you did, let alone your wolf ambitions, what about you? - How do you repay him for his decision? You drove him to death! When he cares about his brotherhood, you will do whatever it takes to force him to death! Now talk to me, are you my uncle? At the beginning, when my father and mother boarded the hovercar in question, why didn't they see you talking about brotherhood and blood relationship? Oh - I forgot, the car, or your hands and feet, let me guess, which hand is your hand and foot on the brake system? ”

The tip of his toe ran over his left hand, and then over his right hand, "This one?" Or is it this one? ”

Listening to his suppressed screams, a wave of pleasure rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Come to think of it, uncle, you also sent someone to monitor my and Ayu's activities in Area C, and A-Yu's hard work is also your handiwork, right? Why didn't you talk about you being our uncle at that time? Well?! ――”

With a hard crush under his feet, the cold iron nails cut through the skin on his wrists, and the shiver spread to his whole body with the movement of the iron nails.

Thinking of Yan Yu's illness and the words that Professor Ji talked to her in the game, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and all kinds of things that had been tossed and turned in Area C in his previous life came to his heart, and his fingertips slammed hard, "Ahhh Little slut - how dare you! Ahhhh

Blood gushed from the wounds on the left and right tendons that had been broken.

Listening to the constant howl of pain from the blood-stained man, she leaned over and gently spit out the words between her lips, "Uncle, niece, this is to give you an educational lesson, so that you know what it means to repay debts and pay blood debts." ”

"Do you know what it means to live rather than die? That is, like you, slowly rotting in a corner, feeling death eroding you bit by bit every day, living in despair every day, watching your loved ones suffer and endure inhuman torture. I'm going to have people show you videos of my cousin and cousin every day, and I'm going to have people treat you, so that you can continue to live and live to feel the purgatory of life—"

The thin pale lips drew a cruel smile.

Suddenly-

"Catch her - here!"

The sudden burst of cheers in the distance made Yan Yan's smile freeze at the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at Yan Siming's crazy expression, and said hoarsely: "If you want me to die, it's not that simple-" (To be continued.) )