Yes!

A scream!

The index finger of the scar man's right hand was broken off by Zhao Bing, and his ten fingers were connected to his heart, and the pain in his heart made him almost jump.

"Well, yes, it's a man!" Zhao Bing said with admiration: "I admire the backbone man the most, if you can hold on for ten minutes, I won't ask anymore." ”

Yes!

Another scream!

The middle finger is broken again.

"I say, I say." Scar Man exclaimed busily, his voice a little distorted and a little weird.

Yes!

The ring finger was also broken.

"It's Feng Feng, it's Feng Feng who paid us to come." Scarcer screamed and said in unison.

Zhao Bing stood up and sighed with some disappointment: "Hey, you disappointed me so much, I thought you could hold on for ten minutes." ”

Scarknife's eyes were full of fear, looking at Zhao Bing, his body was trembling, and a smell of shame came, this guy was actually scared to pee!

Not only him, but several companions were also like this, their hearts were full of fear, and everyone looked at Zhao Bing as if they were seeing a demon from hell.

Zhao Bing kept his promise and let Scar and the others leave, he behaved like a gentleman, and even helped them open the door.

The four of them helped each other to leave, and when they came, they were in a hurry, and when they left, they lost their souls.

"You, are you alright?" The door next door opened a crack, Qin Lin stretched out his little head and asked with some concern.

Zhao Bing smiled: "Of course it's going to be fine, it's just a few gangsters." ”

"I'm sorry for the trouble." Qin Lin said apologetically.

Zhao Bing shook his head and said with a smile: "No." ”

Then the two looked at each other and closed the door together.

Seeing the puddle of blood and urine on the ground, Zhao Bing frowned.

He regretted it, he should have asked them to clean up the place.

Clean up the room, Zhao Bing returned to the bedroom and turned on the laptop, the system quickly started normally, but when the desktop was displayed, there was an extra animation, and finally the picture was frozen, and the beautiful woman who was still dancing turned into a gust of breeze, zoomed out and enlarged again, and became a computer screensaver.

Open QQ, Zhao Bing clicked on a gray avatar.

"I might need you to do me a favor."

Soon, the gray avatar moved.

"When are you coming back?"

"I have no plans to come back for the time being, I want to live a quiet life alone for a while."

"Then I'll come over too?"

Zhao Bing changed the topic and said: "Help me check the information......

……

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Bing received a detailed information about Feng Feng.

Zhao Bing watched it and was a little shocked, he didn't expect Feng Feng to do so many bad things behind his back.

However, it doesn't matter, since Feng Feng took the initiative to provoke and scrap his hands, he naturally wanted to retaliate.

Zhao Bing turned off the computer and quietly left home.

The night is already very deep, and the community is exceptionally quiet, with the murmur of summer insects on the artificial lakeside, this night is becoming more and more deep.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Bing appeared like a ghost in the Taohuawu community a few kilometers away.

In the green belt under a building, changing into a black jacket and a peaked cap, Zhao Bing looked up at the eighth floor.

The room on the eighth floor is dimly lit, and through the curtains, you can vaguely see a figure shaking.

"This is it."

Zhao Bing muttered to himself, his body rushed to the corner of the wall, vigilantly observed around, and then quickly began to climb up, his feet connected the points on the wall, and his body was like a spirit ape, climbing quickly.

Quietly opened the window and jumped into the living room, Zhao Bing's face was already covered with a mask.

The lights in the living room are still on, and the room is very spacious, with hundreds of square meters and a duplex double-storey. At this time, there was no one in the living room, and Feng Feng's perverted laughter came from the attic, mixed with the painful and suppressed moans of a young woman.

Zhao Bing walked down the stairs to the attic, and the scene in front of him shocked him.

On the ceiling, there are two iron rings hanging, a girl with a full body **, being hung in the air, her face is still a little childish, her hands are tied to the iron rings, and her whole body is covered with red whip marks.

The girl was very delicate, her eyes were covered with a black cloth, a hose was inserted between her legs, and yellow urine was dripping into the porcelain basin below.

Feng Feng didn't have his usual image at all, he only wore a set of women's underwear all over his body, and the leather whip in his hand fell on the sensitive parts of the girl again and again, and the girl suppressed her voice, but she couldn't help but tremble and moan.

The girl looked pained and excited, her little face was flushed, and her whole body trembled.

Feng Feng licked his lips, looking crazy, and his smile looked extremely perverted and obscene.

"Sister, it's still early before dawn, let's play slowly the same, don't worry, 10,000 yuan, I won't lose any of you, if you cooperate well, I will add money to you!"

Feng Feng walked up to the girl with a whip, grabbed the girl's chest, lowered her head and bit it, the girl whined and screamed, but she couldn't scream - her mouth was stuffed with panties, and she could only let out a slurred wail.

Suddenly, Feng Feng glanced at the mirror on the opposite wall, and the movements in his hand immediately stopped.

"Who are you?" Looking at the grimace in front of him, Feng Feng's voice revealed a trace of nervousness.

At the staircase, Zhao Bing leaned against the wall, enjoying Feng Feng's performance for a long time.

"Keep playing, when we've had enough, we'll play again." There was a hint of banter in Zhao Bing's voice.

Feng Feng can't play anymore, the mud horse was broken when he played this kind of game, who is in the mood to continue?

Besides, the guy in front of him wearing a grimace mask gave Feng Feng a feeling of extreme danger.

"Who are you?" Feng Feng forced himself to calm down and asked again, but the trembling voice betrayed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Guess." Zhao Bing said with a dry smile.

Feng Feng looked at the masked man in front of him, and suddenly thought of a legendary character, his face changed greatly, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible.

"Explain your intentions."

Zhao Bing said in disgust: "You are really a pervert. ”

Wearing a woman's small underwear, there was a girl with ** scars all over her body hanging next to her, Feng Feng's face was flushed, and the clothes were not far from him, but he didn't dare to take them, as for the girl, she was blindfolded, but she could hear the conversation between the two in her ears, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to cry at this time, and the yellow liquid below actually flowed even more agitated.

......Shh

The sound of urine splashing into the basin is harsh and irritating.

"I know you're perverted, but I really don't want to continue to enjoy your performance, if you really like to play this kind of perverted game, then continue to be so exposed, otherwise, please put on clothes for her, as for you, you don't have to wear it!"

Feng Feng wanted to speak and stopped, obediently put the girl down, threw her a piece of clothing to cover her body, and knocked her unconscious.

Sitting on the sofa on the side, Feng Feng said, "I don't know why you found me, but before we start, let's talk." ”

Looking at the girl on the sofa on the side, Zhao Bing laughed, his mask completely obscured his expression, but there was still a smile in his eyes.

"Do you want to give any last words? But my habit is to kill and bury, even if you confess, it doesn't make any sense. ”

"You're going to kill me?" Feng Feng said: "Even if it is death, let me be a ghost, who wants my life?" Are you looking for the wrong person? ”

"Am I looking for the wrong one? You're insulting my intelligence. Zhao Bing's voice said indifferently: "Feng Feng, forty years old, a native of Yiwu, Zhejiang, entered the night scene of Fengwulou at the age of eighteen as a young master, and soon became the top brand of Fengwulou, at the age of twenty, he was taken by the black widow Sister Feng, and was adopted, three years later, because he was dissatisfied with Sister Feng's perverted torture, and because of excessive indulgence, he could no longer meet the needs of the other party's body, and spent money to hire a killer to end up with the other party, deliberately created the scene of an accidental car accident, and gradually took over Sister Feng's industry, from which he started, you have six properties in Tianhai City, two luxury cars, due to physical reasons, So far unmarried, because of the torture by Sister Feng back then, the psychology is gradually distorted and perverted, like to support and torture female students, in the past five years, three female students have been tortured to death by you, you have killed a total of 12 people, including two children under the age of ten...... Am I wrong? ”

Feng Feng's face turned pale, and he began to tremble when he spoke: "How did you know these things?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Bing snorted coldly: "The important thing is that you shouldn't have asked someone to unload my arm tonight!" ”

"You, you, you are—" Feng Feng was a little excited, and his face changed greatly.

"That's right." Zhao Bing interrupted Feng Feng's words.

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Feng was a little flustered, he thought that Zhao Bing had now been cut off and his hands had become a waste, but the other party appeared here in a good manner, which showed that the plan had failed, and it also showed that Zhao Bing's strength was stronger than he imagined, those four people were not ordinary people, and they had an extremely loud reputation in the circle.

Zhao Bing's smile was a little evil: "You just need to know that I am the one you can't afford to mess with, and now, you should be punished." ”

Half an hour later, Feng Feng was hung on an iron ring, his head hanging down, and his body was soaked with blood, as if he had been fished out of blood water. His eyes were wide open, and there was a little remorse in his eyes, but more fear and hatred.

Zhao Bing glanced at Feng Feng, who was already out of breath, opened the window, and left along the same road.

On Feng Feng's body, Zhao Bing slashed a total of 217 knives, and the last one was stabbed in his heart.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Bing appeared on the street, dressed in a casual shirt and carrying a gray bag in his hand, his outfit had long since changed.

A police car whizzed past him, and a beautiful policewoman was busy on the phone.

Zhao Bing sighed in his heart: It's really fate!