472 Murder (Asking for a monthly pass)
That Chen Laosi suddenly became even more angry, and when he mentioned the little boy, he was about to fall to the ground.
"Hey, Chen Laosi, don't make a mistake. These children have spent a lot of elixir to become a culture liquid, the culture liquid can be taken alive, if you fall the precious culture liquid to death, be careful that the master picks your skin! ”
Chen Laosi's face was hideous, and he suddenly pressed the little boy on the chopping board, and said with a cruel smile: "Even if you can't kill him, I cut off his hands and feet, and let his blood drain a little bit, right?" ”
"Brother—brother——! Don't kill Big Brother...... Woo woo woo ...... "There was the heart-rending screams of the children from the cage.
The little boy on the chopping board also kept struggling, but with his little strength, where could he break free from Chen Laosi's palm.
Seeing the broadsword raised high and the blade getting closer and closer to him, the little boy closed his eyes in despair.
However, after a few moments, the expected pain did not come.
Instead, I remembered a loud "bang", which was the sound of a big knife falling to the ground.
Then, the entire basement went into chaos.
The little boy cautiously opened his eyes, only to see two figures slowly flashing at the junction of light and shadow.
The man in front of him had extremely delicate and handsome eyebrows, but there was a red scar on his face, and at this time he was holding a flying sword in his hand, and the cold light on the sword was about to erupt.
And Chen Laosi, who was about to attack himself just now, was already rolling on the ground at this time, holding his bloodied broken arm, and wailing in pain.
"Who are you? Any idea what this place is?! ”
The basement was in a mess, and even the old men who were refining medicine came over and scolded them.
Gu Liufeng sneered, looking at this group of beasts with human faces and beast hearts, his eyes were full of disgust and hatred, and he said coldly word by word: "I am the one who came to ask for your life!" ”
As soon as the words fell, Sen Han's sword light skyrocketed like fireworks.
Everywhere the sword light went, the sound of wailing came and went, the stumps and broken arms flew wildly, and blood splattered everywhere, like a bloody hell.
Suxi watched leisurely from the sidelines, without the slightest intention of helping.
In the blink of an eye, the strong man in the basement who was still killing children was completely killed by Gu Liufeng.
Even if a few were lucky enough to survive, they were cut off their hands and feet, disemboweled, and disemboweled, which was even more miserable than death.
The old men who were refining medicine panicked, and someone quietly detoured to the west corner, trying to press the mechanism on the wall for help.
Su Xi saw it coldly, and wanted to release the purple dark luo to stop it.
Before she could make a move, a small figure slammed into the old man who wanted to press the mechanism.
The old man who was refining medicine was knocked to the ground and screamed in mourning, and the little boy was merciless, grabbed a machete next to him, and slashed at him.
Blood splattered everywhere, and a warm and fishy liquid sprayed on the little boy's face.
He was stunned for a moment, but immediately came back to his senses, without the slightest fear in his eyes, only a thick hatred and persistence.
As soon as the little boy turned around, he looked at Shangfuxi's smiling eyes.
At the junction of darkness and light, the young man's skin was as smooth as mutton fat and white jade, his lips were red, but his eyes were spring water oozing with ice slag, clear but cold.
The beautiful red lips were slightly curled, and the expression that looked at him was so high-minded, so careless, but it was particularly attractive to him, making him yearn to get closer.