Lao Song and I formulated a set of strategies in advance - hiding under the bed and sneaking attack, obviously it will not work, the most effective way is to surround in front of the patio and launch a surprise attack while they are still in the air and their footing is not stable.

We burned the contents of the bed to ashes in advance, put them in a small bucket, and removed the beams of the bed with axes, and tied knives with strips of cloth at the front ends, and made two spears, one for each of us.

Next, there is an endless and palpitating wait.

After waiting for more than an hour, the iron plate finally landed towards the 477th floor, as Lao Song guessed in advance, the iron plate more than two meters long was full of empty plates, and on the plates, there were men with fierce faces.

At least 7 people.

"Do it!" In the middle of the iron plate hanging in the air, I sprinkled the ashes in the bucket fiercely, and in the thick smoke and dust, those people choked and couldn't open their eyes, and they kept screaming and scolding.

Lao Song and I sandwiched the iron plate between the two spears in the middle, stabbing out like a poisonous snake, and at that moment, the bloom of blood and smoke formed the main color of death.

The two outermost men were stabbed to death on the spot and fell to the ground crookedly, and the remaining five people on the iron plate threw themselves down with a roar, and a desperate battle was staged immediately!

The leader of the five is the strong X criminal called Xiao Needle, and his eyes locked on Lao Song at first glance: "This old man is yin and bad, everyone go together, let's cripple him first!" ”

"What is he going to do?" Someone pointed a knife at me.

"Don't worry about that cub, let's get old Song first!" Xiao Needle coughed and skimmed my eyes, and with a wave of his hand, five people surrounded Lao Song Tuantuan, and the five murder weapons beckoned at the same time.

On the edge of the cliff of death, Lao Song did a very incredible thing, he dropped the spear, chose to fight them hand-to-hand with his bare hands, Lao Song's ten fingers seemed to be cast of iron, harder than metal, the knife cut up, and a series of sparks collapsed, the blades were rolled, but Lao Song's hands were intact.

In the face of the siege of five people, Lao Song grabbed two murder weapons with his left and right hands, pinched them hard, and the murder weapons were directly broken by him, his head was lowered, and after avoiding the horizontal swing of a fire axe, Lao Song grabbed the door in front of the two of them with both hands.

Click! The faces of the two people were shattered by the strange force that erupted from his palm, and the blood sprayed out along the cracks of their fingers, and the two of them didn't even have time to scream, so they fell to the ground and died.

But Lao Song's shoulder was also sturdy, and the white bones were turned out of the flesh.

Lao Song's body shook violently, and his face suddenly became painful.

In the underworld, the return of the aura is instantaneous, in one go, and my aura will not return for a long time, so if Lao Song falls, I will be next.

With my palms covered in cold sweat, I rushed forward with my spear in my hand, and the target was locked on the back of the small needle, and the small needle heard the footsteps, turned around and dodged sideways, and dragged the spear to death.

No, I'm too weak, and the little needle is much stronger than me.

"Bi cub, I'll kill you first!" In a fit of rage, the needle raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it on my skull.

My eyes were dark, and I fainted with blood flowing all over my face, but fortunately, with the interference of Lao Song, the small needle did not exert its strength this time, otherwise my skull would be shattered.

There were still three people left, and in the bloodstain, I saw that Lao Song seemed to be crazy, and his iron fist rolled up obliquely with the strange wind, smashing the jaw of one of them.

At the same time, he took a solid stab on his waist.

Bang! Click!

Old Song screamed and turned around, and the second punch dented the sneak attacker's face.

The small needle grabbed the flaw, and the hammer slammed into Lao Song's back.

The next picture has become extremely blurry, I have experienced too many life and death battles in my life, but in terms of blood, they are not as good as today.

On the wall, the floor was sprayed with red liquid, and corpses were scattered all over the place, and not far in front of me was a small piece of chaotic intestines.

I lay down in a pool of blood, my vision began to alternate between black and white, blurred, only to see Lao Song and Xiao Needle scuffling together, in the violent death crisis, my chest became hot, and my aura was about to return...... Give me a few more minutes!

Xiao Needle is in the prime of life, coupled with a cautious personality and quick reaction, he quickly gained the upper hand, on the other hand, Lao Song, in the previous fight, he was stabbed several times, although he relied on his iron-cast hands, struggling to support, but he couldn't even stand on his feet, how long could he support it?

The fists of the two fought to the flesh, and it was extremely bloody.

Lao Song roared angrily and waved his hands wildly, the strange wind was repeated, he was about to touch the body of the small needle several times, but he was dodged by the other party continuously, and in the process of retreating, the small needle saw the opportunity, and the hammer accurately smashed on the cheekbones of the old Song.

For the first time, Lao Song shook a few times, and his eyes began to drift, but he did not fall.

The second time, Xiao Needle used his ruthlessness, his strength was not weaker than Lao Song at all, and when this hammer went down, Lao Song's face was already blurred with flesh and blood.

Lao Song fell, and Xiao Needle rushed forward with a wicked smile, grabbed Lao Song's hair, and dragged him up from the ground.

I fell to the ground, and Lao Song was forced to kneel in front of me, and Xiao Zhen had the last laugh.

Even in the underworld, evil does not prevail over good is just a ridiculous fairy tale, we lost to a strong X criminal who bullied women, and we lost so badly.

"Old thing, you killed me four times, and today, it's finally time for me to kill you." Xiao Needle threw away the iron hammer, picked up a sharp dagger from the ground, and made a big cut on Lao Song's cheek.

Old Song knelt there and swayed, screaming, "Do you know why I killed you? Because...... You're a bastard who only bullies women! ”

Xiao Zhen didn't get angry, and said with a smile: "So what? Can I call brother, what do you have? I'm just as good as you are! But don't worry, I won't let you die comfortably, I will cut your flesh with a knife and eat you slowly, I will make you a dog and live in pleading......"

He lifted Lao Song's hair back fiercely, aimed the tip of the knife at Lao Song's throat, and the small needle looked at me with malice: "Cub, I bleed Song Damin in front of you, do you like to see it?" ”

I cleaved at the floor with my hands, I didn't even have the strength to speak, and there was nothing left in my heart but the monstrous anger in my heart.

They formed a substance called Fury, and returned, the flames and thunder of hell, and finally returned to me at the moment when I witnessed Old Song's death.

But I was so weak, the return of my aura almost turned my soul to ashes, and before I fell unconscious, I made an eerie gesture at the needle.

……

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Lao Song sitting across from me with his back against the wall.

"It's over." Old Song smiled at me, his coat was already stained with blood red, his face was as white as paper, and his cheeks were covered with cold sweat.

The little needle was dead, and the death was terrible to the extreme—half of his arm had been plunged into his throat, two eyeballs had been gouged out, and his ears had been cut off, rolled up into a ball, and stuffed into his nostrils.

I don't remember the specific meaning of that gesture at the time, but Xiao Needle was indeed killed by me, and later Lao Song told me that after I passed out, Xiao Needle seemed to be evil, and his hands grabbed his chest hard, and his skin and flesh were all rotted by him, as if a worm had been drilled into his stomach, and Xiao Needle desperately wanted to dig out the worm.

After the nails were cut, the little needle took off his eyeballs with his own hands and stuffed them into his mouth, and his screams of pain resounded throughout the hell, but after swallowing the eyeballs, he regretted it again, and put his arm into his throat to dig out something.

In the end, the little needle died of suffocation.

Seven people came down, seven corpses, most of which were killed by Lao Song, but he also paid a terrible price for it.

"Now you understand, that's what I'm capable of." Lao Song's whole body, I'm afraid only his hands are intact: "My hands are very hard, harder than iron, I can easily crush stones, and my strength is greater than ordinary people, that's all." ”

I jumped up from the ground with ease, and the big bag that had been smashed on my skull was gone, and all the discomfort and weakness in my body were swept away.

Although the powers came back a little later, they still came back, and at this time, I was once again standing at the apex of the eighteenth heaven of Asura, and at that moment I knew that this hell could no longer trap me.

I hugged Lao Song to the bed as if I was holding a cotton pillow and let him lie on his side to rest: "So, you didn't kill yourself in the first place." ”

Lao Song pointed to his mouth that didn't have a tooth left: "Although it wasn't suicide, I did die by jumping off the building, and I was pushed down." ”

The white bones on his neck are still hidden from time to time, the knife wound on his waist is bleeding continuously, and the hammer on his back has broken the bones, and Lao Song has reached the point of dying.

"That's it, Li Zhiwen, I can only accompany you here." The corners of Lao Song's mouth were foaming with blood, and he smiled miserably at me: "Your strength, if only you came back a few minutes earlier." ”

I looked at Lao Song coldly: "I won't let you die." ”

"Death, there's nothing to be afraid ......of," Lao Song said to me, coughing up blood, "It won't be long before I will be resurrected, and I will return to this hell, but it's a pity...... After coming to Hades, I have been trying to atone for my sins, dreaming of one day paying off all the cause and effect and being reincarnated as a new human being. ”

"But the underworld won't even give me such a chance, my cause and effect will have to start all over again after the resurrection, if it goes on like this, when will it be a head?"

Anyone who has never been to Hades cannot imagine this despair if they read it literally.

Death is redefined here, due to the existence of pre-life cause and effect, every time you die, the cause and effect that has been repaid before has to be recalculated, which also leads to the reason why a person who is born in hell, no matter what, lives forever and eternally, and cannot leave hell.

Forever locked up in hell, suffering from hunger and killing for eternity, between eating and being eaten, repeating cycles, dying again and again, and suffering beyond words.

What's even more terrifying is that even if he obtains the qualification to leave the underworld, the outside world will be 10,000 times more cruel than here, so the Book of Yin Wen says that the underworld is "lightless", and here, there is no hope.

Lao Song is a person who has insight into cause and effect, and the cause and effect that he endured hard before and repaid will come back to him, so Lao Song doesn't want to die.

Before he died, he grabbed my hand, his eyes were full of tears, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

I flicked my fingers at Lao Song a few times, popped out a little spark, and drilled into it along his snort, and in the next second, all the wounds on Lao Song's body immediately scarred and healed.

"What's that? Scald! Scald me! Lao Song was stunned and rolled on the bed in pain.

Just kidding, the eighteenth heaven of Asura, with extraordinary characteristics, I can't even save Lao Song, so my way is really in vain.

"Hold back, I'm using the flame aura to heal you." I pressed my thumb Lao Song's eyebrows, and the pores of his body suddenly emitted scorched black smoke, and the impurities of his soul were forced out of his body.

"It's not enough." An even more powerful flame aura poured into Lao Song's body like a flood down my fingertips, and soon, the pain on Lao Song's face disappeared and was replaced by a strange comfort.

After letting go of my fingers, I got up satisfied: "I said, I won't let you die, the underworld wants your Song Damin's life, first ask me if Li Zhiwen agrees!" ”

"Ahem!" Lao Song finally coughed up blood and said to me with a sweaty face: "It's strange, just now it was like having a high fever and then soaking in a hot pool, and my body didn't hurt at all." ”

I looked up at the patio: "Get up, let's go to the first floor for dinner!" ”