Hong Ziwei curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, not because of pain, but because even though he already had strength and power, he still couldn't protect his relatives. Pain has long been a commonplace thing for him, and now the sadness and letting the cold trample on it are the real pain!

The little demon was blurred by tears, not because he was afraid, the fear brought to him by the "XY-001" experiment was far more terrifying than the scene of Hong Ziyu being beaten by tens of thousands of times.

Crying because I have been involved with Hong Ziyi, watching Hong Ziwei being trampled on like this, my heart is like a knife!

There was a crisp snap, and Han Jiansong saw the little demon crying, and actually slapped him in the face.

"It's disgusting that the old men are crying!"

"Okay, bring that kid to me, I want to vent my anger!" Han Cheng tugged at his tie and picked up a board of solid wood furniture from the side.

With bloodshot on the corner of her mouth, Hong Ziyu was set up by the bodyguards and brought to Han Cheng.

Han Jiansong looked at the dying demon with disdain, and raised his head with the hilt of the dagger, facing the direction of Hong Ziyi.

Han Cheng grabbed Hong Ziyan's hair and pulled his head up.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are just a martial artist, you have no brains, just like Lu Bu in Shenzhou's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and you were finally destroyed by Cao Cao!

"Phew!" Hong Ziyu didn't even look at him, he directly treated his face as the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, and sneered, "You are nothing more than this, a villain who will only take advantage of people's danger." I really regret that I didn't kill you at Xi Tianming yesterday!"

Han Cheng was so angry that he trembled, gritted his teeth and kicked on Hong Ziyu's lower abdomen, and scolded: "Damn, dare to spit on Lao Tzu's saliva! ”

Bang!

Han Cheng slammed the wooden board over his head, and then slammed it into Hong Ziyan's head.

This smash doesn't matter, it directly smashes the wooden board in Han Cheng's hand.

The former was still unwilling, and kicked on the door of Hong Ziyu's face again, and blood flowed all the time.

The demon's body trembled slightly, and his mind briefly went blank. He felt fear, he was afraid that Hongzi would be hurt more severely.

He didn't dare to imagine how much it hurt to hit his head just now, because the more he thought about it, the more pain he felt.

The hardness of solid wood is much stronger than that of ordinary trees, and under normal circumstances, it will show signs of damage when hit hard with a hammer, and the taste of this smashing on a person's body can be imagined.

Han Cheng gasped and scolded: "Tie him up to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will torture him to death!"

At this time, Hong Ziyu suddenly burst out laughing.

"You still smile at Lao Tzu!" Han Cheng punched Hong Ziyu in the lower abdomen again.

The sharp pain immediately made Hong Ziyu stop laughing.

Two bodyguards held him up, not letting him move.

Han Cheng walked to the side of the demon and took the dagger from Han Jiansong's hand.

Seeing this scene, Hong Ziyu immediately became terrified, he was afraid that Han Cheng would hurt the little demon, in that case, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"The surname is Han, what are you going to do, there's a kind of coming at me!" Hong Ziwei roared angrily, he couldn't tolerate anyone hurting the little demon, this idea can be said to have been born a moment ago, it used to be "bullying", and now, it is "harm"!

Han Cheng laughed and said, "I said that you are a mindless martial artist, I can't beat you in the first place, why do I still come at you? Doesn't that make it seem that my brain is in water?" He took the dagger and continued, "Lao Tzu wants you to watch your brother die in front of you! That feeling must be very unpleasant." ”

Hong Ziwei roared hysterically: "The surname is Han, Lao Tzu warns you, if you dare to touch a single hair of him, Lao Tzu will definitely not let you go!"

Han Cheng sneered: "Hmph! Threatening me? It's useless, your threat will only give me great courage, because my advantage is to threaten you in turn!"

With a soft pop, the demon snorted, lowered his head, and looked at his abdomen with a look of fear and disbelief.

At this time, there was an extra dagger on his abdomen that shone with cold light, and he could even feel the contact of the blade tearing the muscles.

Hong Ziyu immediately sat down on the ground, he would never have thought that this thing would become like this.

He kept shaking his head, not wanting to believe that all this was true, why, why was this happening? Originally, he provoked Han Cheng, why would it be the little demon who suffered. If I could still endure it, maybe this wouldn't have happened, it's all my fault, why can't I endure it anymore?

Since he was born, Hong Ziwei was destined to be kicked out of the family, and his parents finally left the Hong family despite the opposition of the family in order to raise him. It wasn't until he was ten years old, when he suddenly asked why he didn't have grandparents, that his mother told him these things with tears in her eyes. It was from that moment that he made up his mind that he must take revenge, and gradually, he learned forbearance, and also understood the life philosophy of "a gentleman hides his weapon in his body and moves when the time comes".

It's been nine years, and it's been nine years of forbearance, but it can't withstand the scene of the relatives leaving him in front of him.

After so many years, it's time to breathe, maybe this is the starting point of revenge!

Swish!

Hong Ziyu's body shook suddenly, and countless purple lightning instantly covered his body, and then he would hold down his bodyguard Zhenfei.

With a step, Hong Ziwei's body suddenly rushed forward, and the speed was so fast that it was no longer visible to the naked eye.

Rumble!

Han Cheng and the others, who were standing beside the little demon, were suddenly knocked away by a violent impact.

The chains of the demon were instantly torn off by the purple calamus.

Hong Ziyu hugged him, and felt that the little demon was much lighter, is this the so-called death? No, no! I will never let this happen.

The hand holding the demon was a little heavier, and the appearance of Hong Ziyu was like he was afraid that the demon would disappear from his hand.

"Protect the young master!" The bodyguards immediately got up and protected Han Cheng and the two behind them, looking vigilant.

Hong Ziwei looked at this scene, and the killing intent in his heart was even worse, why can people like them do whatever they want, and treat people's lives as worthless dust, why don't these evil people die for good people!

Many doubts turned into anger in the chaos, and Hong Ziwei gently put down the little demon.

"Lao Tzu, I want you to be buried with me!" Hong Ziwei roared wildly, and the sound of the arc intertwined with his own voice, forming a harvest song from the loss of reason.

"Stop him, stop him!" Han Cheng covered his right hand and yelled at the bodyguard, he didn't want to be hit or punched by this madman again, his right hand had already been broken by the previous blow, and if he did it again, his life would not be saved.

The master's order had to be listened to, and the bodyguards immediately swarmed to surround Hong Zihu.

Hong Ziyu didn't even look at them, and the simple and direct straight punch and whip leg dealt with the bodyguards who rushed up one by one.

The bodyguards lay on the ground and wailed, and all of them had broken bones of varying severity. And the attack of Hong Zi Yi took no more than ten seconds in total! It can be seen that in the state of the ability, after the attack, ordinary people cannot resist, and the speed of this punch alone is a chasm that can never be crossed!

Hong Ziwei walked very slowly, he approached Han Cheng and the two of them who were about to collapse step by step, and there was only one word in his mind now - "death"!

But what he didn't know was that at this time, a power grid intertwined with silver thunder was helping him stitch up the wound and gradually heal it.

Han Jiansong was about to be scared to pee his pants, looking at Hong Ziyu who was about to come to him, he wanted to run but was so frightened that he couldn't move.

Hong Ziyan kicked Han Cheng down and rode on him.

The latter looked at the devil, who had completely lost his mind, with a look of horror on his face, and was so frightened that he could hardly breathe.

Bang!

With a punch, Han Cheng's jawbone was directly shattered.

He clutched his chin and tried to speak, but he couldn't do it because of the pain.

Another punch and a fractured left hand!

With each next punch, there would be a crisp sound of bones breaking from Han Cheng's body.

Half a minute later, Hong Ziwei had already punched four times, and the seemingly slow punch accelerated the moment it hit the target, just like the ammunition fired by the pulse gun.

Looking at Han Cheng, who was dying, like mud slumped on the ground, Han Jiansong couldn't hold back his fear anymore, and a large piece of wet ground was instantly underneath. He was scared to pee!

Hong Ziyu walked in front of him.

As soon as Han Jiansong wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, he was hit by a heavy punch in the chest.

The heart-rending pain instantly swept through Han Jiansong's whole body.

He looked at his chest in horror, a large chunk had collapsed.

His sternum was shattered, and it was the first time for Han Jiansong, who had grown so big, to see such a scene, and he fainted immediately.

But how could Hong Zi Yu let go of the person who hurt the little demon, he raised his fist and was about to smash Han Jiansong's head again, if it was such an amplification, this punch would go down, and Han Jiansong would definitely die.

But just as the fist was about to hit him on the head, his body was suddenly surrounded by a pair of slender hands.

"Don't do anything stupid, okay?"

This voice is a very sweet female voice, who would make people wake up from their irrational state like this?

Instinctively, he looked back, but collapsed due to the sudden cessation of his overloaded ability. It's just that at the last moment, he vaguely saw the girl behind him, with short hair, but he couldn't see her face clearly.