Chapter 149: The End of the Wicked
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Heart-rending screams came from the mouth of the 'uncle', and the two black-clad security guards had already loaded their pistols, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at Yu Jing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Yu Jing immediately held the uncle hostage with his backhand, and hovered his claws over his fat neck, so that the people around him did not dare to act rashly.
"Fang He, go to the tea garden to be busy with your business, I'll come to you in a while. You're not well, so it's not safe to stay here. When all is over, I'll take you to college life. ā
"You have to be careful, you don't have to do it for me."
Things have come to this point, there is absolutely no room to return, Fang He can only believe Yu Jing, and he dragged his weak body towards the tea garden.
When Fang He completely disappeared from everyone's field of vision, the uncle who was held hostage by Yu Jing quickly revealed his fierce appearance. Thorn-like spikes actually grew under the fat flesh, and the body turned into a round ball and broke free from Yu Jing's hands...... In fact, a large part of it was Yu Jing who deliberately let go and let the uncle leave.
"Damn boy, how dare you break my arm! Kill him! ā
Under the order of the 'uncle', the two men in black next to him pulled the trigger of the pistol.
"Woohoo!" When an ordinary pistol bullet hits the body of Yu Jing, who is at the peak of his death and has a black and stiff physique, it makes a sharp metal impact sound.
"It's a little painful, if it's a rifle bullet, I'm afraid my body really can't stop it."
While Yu Jing was thinking, a bullet hit the center of Yu Jing's brain directly.
"Ding!"
Yu Jing's head tilted back slightly, and the white smoke left by the friction of the bullet slowly rose in the dent, and the bullet sank into Yu Jing's forehead to a depth of about two centimeters, unable to penetrate the skull.
"Ah Xuan." Yu Jing called for a while.
In just an instant, the arms of the two black-clothed men standing beside the 'uncle' were cut off and thrown into the air, the two black-clothed men were lying on the ground struggling in pain, the blood continued to drain and they were on the verge of death, and the guns were also torn apart by Shen Yixuan's sharp claws.
"Come back."
Yu Jing does not allow people like 'Uncle' to be killed so easily, and he must do it himself.
"What was that!?"
Shen Yixuan, who had reached the 'maturity stage of personality', moved quickly, and the series of movements just now were completely unclear in the eyes of the 'uncle', only a glimpse of a black shadow flashed, and then returned to Yu Jing's body.
"Everybody, kill this man for me! Each person will be rewarded with 5,000 yuan. ā
At the instigation of the 'uncle', more than a dozen workers in the surrounding fields approached Yujing with shovels and hoes in their hands.
"Ah Xuan, borrow your butcher's knife."
Taking out the "Blue Devil" on this occasion seemed to be a bit of a fuss, and a blood-condensed butcher knife was held in Yu Jing's hand, without any pity in his eyes.
Horizontal slashing, cutting off all the heads of all the workers who were close to them.
"It's really a big problem."
After the skull was cut off, there was not a trace of blood coming out of the wound on the neck.
What's even more bizarre is that the body of the labor gate began to twitch violently, and a series of plant branches grew from the neck, intertwining with each other to form a plant mass similar to a skull.
Moreover, the physique of this group of laborers has increased significantly, and they have climbed up to Yujing's body.
This 'uncle' saw Yu Jing crawling all over his body by the abnormal laborers, he smiled excitedly, and the fat on his chin shook with him, "Haha, this group of 'human plants' cultivated has finally come in handy, hurry up and kill this kid for me, I will use his whole body as nourishment to cultivate fresh tea." ā
Yu Jing, who was squeezed inside, was not panicked at all, this kind of mutant laborer who was not comparable to the E-class ghosts, and the physical attack could not penetrate his solid body at all.
"Phytogenesis in the body, plants can even be used as low-level brains to dominate individuals, who is secretly manipulating Miao Zhen and making all this? Let's settle here first, Manhua Tianteng! ā
More than a dozen laborers bit and scratched Yujing's body frantically grew thousands of vines, and the sharp parts of the tight vines pierced into the laborer's body, and the root-end absorption capacity squeezed out the plant nutrients in the laborer's body.
A dried corpse fell to the ground, 'Hiccup! Yu Jing, who was standing in the center, let out a full hiccup.
"How so!"
The fat-headed and big-eared 'uncle' was already pale with fright, and immediately turned around and fled to the tea plantation.
However, with this fat body of hundreds of pounds on his legs, his speed can't be fast. Because he was afraid, thorns and spikes grew on the surface of his body, and of course, this 'uncle's ability was nothing more.
"I remember you said come and break my legs, right?"
Yu Jing's voice was like an eardrum clinging to the 'uncle' into his head.
Suddenly, a butcher knife flew horizontally, and the uncle's perception of his legs disappeared instantly, and the whole person fell forward and ate, and his fat legs weighing fifty pounds fell in front of him.
When the uncle was about to let out a scream of pain, Yu Jing stepped in front of him, broke open his mouth with the smell of lard with both hands, and grabbed his tongue with his palm and pulled it out.
"Hmm!"
This time, no matter how painful the 'uncle' was, he couldn't make a sound.
Yu Jing pinched the chin of the 'uncle' with his palm, and turned his head to face him.
"Let me ask you a question, have you ever done something shameless to Fang He? If I see the slightest hint of lying in your eyes, I will make your life worse than death, and you will not be able to survive for the remaining decades. ā
'Uncle's eyes showed fear, and he kept shaking his head in the face of Yu Jing's question. In the concept of 'uncle', he originally planned to cultivate Fang He to maturity and then enjoy it slowly, but when he was about to mature, this Yu Jing appeared.
"Well, in that case, let's torture you now, and enjoy the last short time of your life."
Yu Jing's main consciousness entered the body, and the negative personality imprisoned in the spiritual prison in the body was completely released. It can not only torture this 'uncle', but also let the negative emotions vent well.
When the 'uncle' saw Yu Jing in front of him reopen his eyes, his tongue hung on his mouth, as if he had changed a person, and from Yu Jing's evil eyes, it seemed to see his next painful end.
"Let's start with your large intestine, Ah Xuan, and get some nails."
Yu Jing's nails stretched out, slicing open the abdomen of the 'uncle', and a bloody torture feast took place in broad daylight. In the midst of this pain, the uncle's fingernails kept scratching at the ground until all the fingernails were broken.
What began as a desperate and painful look turned into a begging ...... Begging Yu Jing to kill himself.
After a period of busy work, Yu Jing, who was covered in blood, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his palm, and looked at the 'uncle' in front of him who was not dead but only had rotten flesh left.