Chapter Ninety-Seven: How Death Is Written
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"Do it." A soft low snort seemed to be less noticeable, but in fact, after hearing these two words, most of the people present in the box couldn't help but close their eyes, as if they were afraid of seeing something terrible.
Lu Shankang, who had just taken control of the Lu family and should have been high-spirited, was pressed to the ground by four burly men like a dead dog at this time, unable to move. Duct tape was wrapped around his mouth, and his cheeks were still bulging, so he should have stuffed something in it to prevent him from biting his tongue and killing himself.
Lu Dexiang, who had been cut off from his life/root, was standing less than one meter away from Lu Shankang with a gloomy face, staring coldly at Lu Zhangkang who was trying to struggle, and raised his head and nodded to the two old men fifty miles away who were standing on both sides of Lu Zhangkang's side, signaling that they could do it.
The two old men glanced at each other, nodded silently, and each turned around to take the thin blade from the plate held by the girl, and squatted down beside Lu Shankang.
Three times and two by two, Lu Shankang's clothes have been cut into pieces, and the snow-white skin and flesh are exposed to the air.
As if he was aware of the punishment he was about to endure, Lu Zhangkang's eyes were filled with boundless horror, and he began to struggle hard, but he didn't know that his struggle caused his muscles to begin to tense......
There was silence in the "Woo woo woo ......" box, only Lu Shankang's slight, but enough to make people feel frightened, continued to sound.
In less than a minute, the two old men had already used their blades to cut dozens of wounds on Lu Zhangkang's legs, and the blood stained the originally snow-white carpet red, and a tragic killing aura raged in the box......
"The country has national laws, the family has family rules, Lu Shankang deliberately swept away the money of his clan and fled abroad, intending to put my Lu family in dire straits, according to the clan rules, I will be specially given 9981 knives to remove the bones as a punishment, and at the same time, I also hope that the people of my Lu family will not move that rebellious thought, so as not to follow in the footsteps of his Lu Shankang and die tragically." Lu Dexiang's voice was a little hoarse, which was particularly terrifying on this occasion.
In the face of such a cruel punishment, the Lu family present was shocked, who would jump out at this time to touch his Lu Dexiang's moldy head?
"Ah...... "After the ninety-nine eighty-one knife was completed, Lu Zhangkang's legs could already see the bones, and the two old men tore the tape on Lu Zhangkang's mouth, and at the same time they didn't know what method was used, so that Lu Zhangkang woke up from his coma and began to roll on the ground and scream, and the terrible screams hit the hearts of everyone present one after another!
Finally, more than a minute passed, and Lu Zhangkang's struggle slowly weakened, and the screams were almost inaudible.
Lu Dexiang just glanced at Lu Shankang, who was covered in blood, then took a deep breath, turned his head and asked a middle-aged man in his forties who was only about 1.7 meters tall standing next to him, "Uncle Qin, the manpower of Baojing Town ......?"
"Don't worry, little master, I will make proper arrangements." The middle-aged man owed his body and said in a deep voice: "I have also notified Brother Long's old department, and within three days, the entire Baojing Town will be guarded into an iron bucket by the brothers in the gang to thoroughly investigate the cause of Brother Long's death!" ”
"Hmm." Hearing the middle-aged man's answer, Lu Dexiang's face showed a hint of relief, nodded and said in a deep voice: "The revenge of killing my father is not shared, no matter who it is, I want him to pay for it with blood!" ”
"Blood debt and blood payment!" Everyone present cheered in unison, this momentum was very heroic, as for whether to deliver food to others in the end, or real revenge, that is a matter of opinion......
On this day, Ye Yangcheng took out another 20,000 yuan from the lockbox and advanced the turnover in the store, but as soon as it was liquidated in the evening, the 'net profit' of this day reached 19,000 three, and the parents' happy mouths were almost closed.
At ten o'clock in the evening, lying on the bed after taking a shower, looking at Zhao Rongrong who was lying down beside him very consciously, Ye Yangcheng suddenly held his head with one hand, turned sideways and asked her: "Rongrong, you say, I stirred up the Lu family's industry in Baojing Town into this appearance, and killed Lu Hongjun and Lu Yonghui, the two culprits, why hasn't the Lu family reacted yet?" ”
"Maybe it's the master, you scared the Lu family." Zhao Rongrong naturally won't be Ye Yangcheng's dog-headed military advisor, maybe her little head is even more confused than Ye Yangcheng! However, since Ye Yangcheng asked, of course Zhao Rongrong could only guess desperately: "Perhaps, isn't there a sentence that says that?" The calm before the storm, maybe the Lu family is accumulating strength and preparing to seek revenge on you, the master! ”
"The calm before the storm." Ye Yangcheng grabbed his hair, lay down, looked at the empty ceiling, and said leisurely: "It doesn't matter if he is accumulating strength or not, as long as his Lu family dares to make trouble on your master's territory, I will let his Lu family understand how death is written!" ”
"Mmmm......mm" Hearing Ye Yangcheng's spineless words, Zhao Rongrong's eyes were full of stars, and she nodded vigorously, as for how much of this worship is true and how much is fake, I am afraid that only Zhao Rongrong herself understands.
And Ye Yangcheng, although he said this, but for no reason, he thought of the strange looking young people he met on the street today, and he thought with some wonder in his heart, could these people really be sent by the Lu family to investigate the murderer?
"Catch one another day, get it in the Sumeru space and torture it." Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth and chuckle twice, then raised his hand to turn off the light, crawled on Zhao Rongrong's body in the dark, and began to 'routine'.
Early the next morning, Ye Yangcheng went out to the store full of energy, and at nine o'clock in the morning, Liu Xueying actually took the initiative to come to the door, and the first thing she said when she entered the store was: "Ye Yangcheng, is the pom-pom better?!" ”
"Oh, I just called in the morning, and my friend said that the special medicine he needed had arrived in his hands at eight o'clock last night, and the pom-pom seemed to be recovering well." Ye Yangcheng replied with a nonsensical smile: "If nothing else, I will be able to pick up the pom-pom back in a few days." ”
"That's it......" Liu Xueying's face was happy, and then she seemed to twist it a little unspeakably, looking at Ye Yangcheng's smiling face, and turning her gaze away from time to time......
"Is there anything else you can do?" Seeing Liu Xueying's appearance, Ye Yangcheng said directly very strangely: "If you have something, just say it, they are all old classmates, nothing to be embarrassed about!" ”
Yes, this relationship has been invisibly brought closer......
"That's... Still... It's a bit of a thing. Liu Xueying looked at Ye Yangcheng hesitantly, hesitated for a long time, and then took out a small stack of RMB from the bag she was carrying, which looked like it was about more than 2,000 yuan......
As soon as he saw Liu Xueying take out the RMB, Ye Yangcheng's face immediately changed: "You are ......?"
"That's... I... I ......" Facing Ye Yangcheng's aggressive gaze, Liu Xueying, who has always been tough, didn't know how to speak, and the money she took out was held in mid-air, and it was not handed over, and it was even more embarrassing to take it back......
"Want to buy the pom-poms back?" After a stalemate for more than ten seconds, Ye Yangcheng suddenly chuckled, and spit out two words that completely shattered the last trace of fantasy that Liu Xueying was holding: "No way!" ”
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