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The red and eye-catching blood gushed out from the edge of the knife, like a slow-flowing stream, along the sharp and shiny blade, and finally hit the hilt, merging into beads of blood, falling to the ground drop by drop.

Wang Yue stood motionless, without a trace of expression on his face, and his pupils did not change at all, like a thoughtless sculpture, the wind could not fall, the rain was immortal, and he stood quietly.

Plopped, Yang Ke's whole body fell heavily to the ground, his face was full of pain, and he looked with a shallow smile.

After a while, Wang Yue was like a stiff and sluggish robot, bent down after a pause, squatted beside Yang Ke, stretched out his trembling palm, and violently trembled his fingertips to touch the blade inserted in Yang Ke's chest.

When Wang Yue touched the blade of the knife, the blood of the red blade followed his fingers, and the hot blood made his fingers tremble, and he was cut a deep cut by the sharp blade at that time, and the pain followed the fingers and spread to the whole body, transmitting a word to the brain, pain!

He shook his head slightly, fake, it must be fake, such a realistic dream, he can feel the pain clearly, if he writes the pain in the dream into a paper released to the world, will it change the perception that human beings can't feel pain in their dreams?

Wang Yue covered his forehead with his palm, covering half of his face, his whole body trembled slightly at the beginning, and gradually changed to violent shaking, and his throat squirmed up and down, but there was no sound.

He tried to convince himself of the unrealistic theory that he could feel pain in his dreams, but in the end, reason prevailed over reverie, and told him in the most unquestionable tone that this was not a dream, that it was the most real thing, that everything you saw was something that was actually happening.

Wang Yue glanced at the sneering and smug Hong Ye, his skin contracted in bursts, and the green tendons burst out, constantly squirming, as if the skin that was constantly shrinking and taut made them breathless.

As the sound of bone joints colliding sounded, Wang Yue's fist was almost clenched and shattered, and the green tendons that had been oppressed for a long time finally broke through the restraints, slammed through the flesh, and were exposed.

Wang Yue walked towards Hong Ye step by step, letting the blood gush out unstoppably along the place where the green tendons burst through the flesh, the narrow eyes were scarlet, and the red blood beads penetrated the eyes and overflowed, and the words were clear, and he drank word by word: "I!" Want! Kill! Finish! You! ”

Different from the previous slow walking, Wang Yue suddenly touched a steel pipe from the ground, like a cheetah rushing towards Hong Ye, the steel pipe was raised, and it was directly pumped on Hong Ye's mouth, and a mouthful of blood was spit out with a few teeth.

With a mouthful of blood in his mouth, Hong Ye slammed Wang Yue down with the advantage of being burly, and his bowl-sized fist slammed into Wang Yue's face.

When he was about to close his fist and return to the second punch, he found that the fist could not be separated from Wang Yue's face, and then, a heart-piercing pain surged all over his body along his fingers.

Wang Yue bit Hong Ye's fingers tightly, and his sharp teeth pierced the flesh of his fingers, up to Hong Ye's phalanges.

Hong Ye gasped a breath of cold air that penetrated his heart and lungs, forcibly suppressed the suffocating pain, and looked at Wang Yue with horror on his face who would not give up without biting off his fingers.

Maybe it's because of nature, or maybe it's because of humanitarian oppression, he has been a traitor and a lot, he has carried a few lives on his back, he has seen a small person stabbing a knife in the back, and he has seen a big person calling for wind and rain.

He looked back on the person he had seen in his life, and there was no one who made him feel fear, but he did not expect that the fear he had never felt before could be felt in the young man in his early twenties in front of him.

Hong Ye was stunned, and Wang Yue, who was suppressed, fought back like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, and there was a word in his mind that kept repeating, urging his entire body, kill! Kill! Kill!

Wang Yue stretched out his finger violently, probed directly into Hong Ye's mouth, pinched the flat tongue tightly, and pulled it out.

Wang Yue didn't really tear off Hong Ye's tongue, although he thought so, but in Hong Ye's perception, his tongue had been removed, and his mouth was spicy.

Wang Yue threw a punch and hit Hong Ye in his left eye, then another punch and hit Hong Ye's right eye, and the third punch hit Hong Ye's forehead, knocking Hong Ye into the air, and Hong Ye collapsed to the ground, completely losing his ability to fight.

Looking at Wang Yue, who still didn't give up and walked with his fingers on the steel pipe, Hong Ye knew that Wang Yue really wanted to kill him, and at this moment, he had the urge to slap himself.

If he hadn't thrown that knife in his hand, he wouldn't have faced such danger, and for the first time in his life, he felt that death was so close.

In front of the word life, anything is insignificant, he abandoned the coldness when he first saw Wang Yue, and hurriedly begged: "Spare me, I also use people's money to eliminate disasters for others, as long as you spare me, I will tell you who is behind the scenes." ”

Wang Yue held a slender steel pipe, the end of which was pointed on the hard cement floor, paddling the ground forward, making a chilling sound.

Wang Yue's face was stiff, his eyes were oozing blood drops, and he said indifferently: "No need!" I will make a decision on your life, and I will also make a decision on the life of the man behind you! ”

Wang Yue raised the soles of his feet, and the toes pressed against Hong Ye's throat, pressing his whole head on the cold ground, and then, he slowly raised the palm holding the steel pipe, and under the light of his eyes, the steel pipe shone with a cold and dazzling cold light that made it impossible to look at directly.

"Grandpa, dear grandpa, I don't dare anymore, you spare me once, I'll tell you who is behind the scenes, I'll help you point out him, let him go to jail, and let you pay for your brother's life!" Hong Ye's previous coldness was in front of life, and he had already been run out of the clouds, crying for mercy from his father and mother.

"It's late!" Wang Yue shook his head and said indifferently, the blood debt should be repaid with blood, he directly stepped on Hong Ye's mouth with the soles of his feet, and didn't let him say more meaningless words.

A burst of dense footsteps sounded, and a group of figures in police uniforms poured in, and the policewoman who had handled Wang Yue's case looked at Wang Yue, who was about to smash Hong Ye's head with a steel pipe, and hurriedly shouted: "Wang Yue, stop!" ”

"Wang Yue, you must be calm, now you are a victim, but if you kill Hong Ye, you agree to be a murderer, and you will also be punished by the law!"

"Wang Yue, don't say anything, don't want anything, you slowly put the steel pipe aside, we won't harm you, we will use all the police force to investigate the truth, and bring all the people involved to justice, and never be soft!"

Wang Yue didn't speak, he didn't think, he knew very well what he was doing, he knew very well what he was going to do, and he also understood the consequences after he did it.

Wang Yue raised the steel pipe in his hand high, and with a swift attack, he ruthlessly swung it at Hong Ye's head.