'Tom! ’

Zhuo Yang struck Jeff Benoit with a low whip, and the eerie laughter came to an abrupt end, and he fell to the ground. Benoit rolled over from the ground and got up, and pounced on Zhuo Yang.

'Smack! ’

Kicking straight in the chest, Benoit flew backwards, 'Hole tom! It hit the wall and fell to the ground. Lying on the ground, Benoit stretched out his hand and looked around, looking for something that could be used as a weapon, but unfortunately this place has been abandoned for many years, but everything that can be used has long been taken away, except for ...... Half a refractory brick.

Zhuo Yang didn't even move, the bricks flew eight feet away from him, and Benoit didn't have the right head at all in his hurry. Benoit, who pounced on the bricks on his heel, was slapped in the face again by Zhuo Yang's high whip leg and smashed back to the ground. Benoit said: The newspaper said that he was very good at fighting, and it was true.

He is self-aware, and the facts are very clear, according to the vastly different combat strength of the two sides, he can't even get close to Zhuo Yang's body, and can only be thrown to the ground again and again. So, Benoit simply lay down and couldn't get up.

"Get up, let's do it." Zhuo Yang hooked his hand.

"Heh~he~he~~" Benoit laughed again, laughing like a file rubbing against a bone. "If I don't get up, I won't be able to beat you when I get up. There's a kind of you're going to kill me, he~he~he~"

"Do you know why I hit you?" Zhuo Yang parted the hem of his trench coat and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Of course, for Beverly...... "Smack!" A kick in the stomach. "Correct! What else? ”

"And that damn sister of yours...... Ahh This time it was noticeably harder than the previous one, because the pain was more intense.

Benoit curled up on his knees. "Damn, ah——, you damn bastard......"

Zhuo Yang opened his eyes and watched him roll on the ground for a while, and when he stopped a little, he reached out and grabbed his collar, picked Benoit up, and leaned against the wall to make him stand firm.

"Say what you just said again, and let me hear it."

"Then listen up! And your damn bitch...... "Tom!!" How could Zhuo Yang allow him to speak, and slammed a heavy fist into the ribs. This time it was really ruthless, breaking two of Benoit's ribs, and blood gushing out of his mouth.

Benoit screamed, but he couldn't fall, and Zhuo Yang grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall. He wailed loudly, blood pouring from his mouth and onto his shirt and jacket.

“…… Damn it, ah——, oh my God...... Zhuo Yang, you and your sister should die, and Beverly's bitch, you all deserve to die......"

Gritting his teeth and cursing, he swung his fist at Zhuo Yang, and Zhuo Yang grabbed his wrist with his left hand, grabbed the neckline with his right hand and lifted it vigorously, and his arms shouted at the same time, twisting his body and sweeping his legs outward. Benoit's whole person was like a broken sack, and he slapped the concrete floor after a 270-degree spin in the air.

Zhuo Yang didn't wait for his body to collide with the ground and stopped, and a powerful force from the dantian was released, which penetrated his right leg, and the instep of his foot quietly ran between the chest and abdomen of Benoit who was lying on the ground. Benoit rose from the ground and flew backwards three meters away, stopped by the shear wall columns in the factory.

He was no longer able to resist, his body was broken in multiple places, his internal organs were severely damaged, and Benoit could only let out a slight moan, and his body was covered in blood and dehumanized.

After beating Benoit with dark energy, what happens next? Zhuo Yang didn't know.

Zhuo Yang is not a killer, not an underworld, his original intention was to teach Benoit a lesson, to be afraid that he would convince him, and he didn't think about killing Benoit at all. But now, Benoit is not convinced.

“…… There is a kind of word...... You're going to kill me...... Come on......" Benoit muttered.

What now? Kill him? Killing is not an easy task, especially when the opponent is no longer resisting. Do you keep beating him? If you continue to fight like this, you will be killed.

“…… Do you dare to kill me? You're a star, you're a superior person, are you willing to become a murderer? ”

If the two sides fight fiercely, it may not be difficult to kill the other party on impulse, but killing people in a relatively calm mood requires professional training for ordinary people to do.

“…… Do you dare? My life is rotten, but your life is worth a lot, do you dare? ”

This is the biggest advantage of the gangsters in the face of ordinary people, they have no power and power, no money available, and they are no better than ordinary people, they do not have a bunch of brothers who are similar to each other, but they have a bad life.

“…… My rotten life, the dead dog won't eat it, but do you dare to accept it? Hehe, you don't dare, you are a regular person, you are a superior person, Zhuo Yang, you don't dare to kill me......"

A normal person can't compare with a gangster, and it's impossible to exchange his life for his rotten life that even a scavenging vulture would dislike.

“…… Hehe, you don't dare to kill me, but I dare to kill you...... Hehe......"

Zhuo Yang put his hands in his trouser pockets again: "Okay, then you get up and kill me."

Benoit shook his head: "I'll kill you, but not now, I can't beat you, but I'll kill you......" The meaning is obvious: you can't hide with a black gun in your back.

“…… Either you kill me today, or you can't hide, do you dare? Hehe...... I'm a ...... of rotten life."

Zhuo Yang has no psychological quality to kill, and he doesn't know how to kill.

“…… I'll haunt you like a ghost,...... You can't hide, you're a celebrity, I'm trash, you can't hide! ”

Zhuo Yang had never been mentally prepared to kill, and he didn't intend to kill anyone from the beginning to the end when he went out today.

“…… It's not just you, but that Beverly bitch and, of course, your damn sister. You can't hide, huh...... Hahaha......"

Zhuo Yang had never killed anyone, but at this moment, he had a killing attempt.

“…… If you don't kill me today, one day I will kill you, and ...... them, my rotten life is enough! ”

Zhuo Yang took out Benoit's Swiss switchblade from his pocket, and approached the dead dog in front of him step by step, a dirty, vicious dog with a dead duck and a hard mouth.

Zhuo Yang stretched out his left arm and held the knife in his hand flat in the air. This is a damn man, Zhuo Yang must get rid of him for his sister's safety. As for what to do after killing Benoit, he hadn't started to think about it yet.

Where should I cut it? Laryngeal or carotid artery? In this case, a lot of blood will be shed, and blood will spurt out. Or pierce him directly in the heart? There will also be a lot of blood.

By the way, Uncle Li mentioned it. Should I put the knife away and just break his neck? Will the sound of cervical spine rupture be noisy?

Benoit looked at Zhuo Yang standing in front of him, he couldn't see his face clearly in the shadow of the moonlight, and he couldn't see Zhuo Yang's gaze. But Benoit smelled death, and Zhuo Yang was like a god of death holding a scythe of death.

“…… Zhuo Yang, you don't dare to kill me, you don't dare to kill me......" Benoit finally felt the threat of death, and he finally began to fear.

Zhuo Yang raised his knife!