Section 574 My Principles
As for what specific medicine...... As long as it is a man who is physiologically normal, he can understand it.
Wang Yan kept screaming and did not answer these questions.
This further stimulated Xiao Pingyuan's anger, and it completely turned into a skyrocketing fire.
Grab the hair and slam it at the wall. No matter how much the shaking body struggles, it can't keep its balance. The high heels were thrown aside, Wang Yan's face was covered with blood, and the side of her forehead was torn open with a terrible wound three centimeters long. Strands of hair mixed with blood and flowed all the way to the half-naked chest. The successive blows caused her to lose her strength, and her physical energy was depleted at an unprecedented rate. His hands and feet were weak, and he was trembling all the time. There were successive blows to the chest and neck, opening more wounds.
Xiao Pingyuan obviously didn't mean to let her go, grabbed Wang Yan's shoulders with both hands, bent his knees and kicked her abdomen again and again.
Her face turned pale, but she remained silent and did not open her mouth to beg for mercy. Xiao Pingyuan, who was completely enraged by this attitude, simply threw Wang Yan out sideways more than half a meter away. It was the limit of his power, but it caused even more pain to the poor woman.
The bar has been occupied by Xiao Pingyuan's men. It was a dozen bodyguards who had heard the news and were loaded with guns. As the owner of the village, the number of guards under Xiao Pingyuan was much more than this, about 100 people. However, he felt that there was no need to transfer more people, because it was the security guards of the villa that were more important than the matter of catching a woman to vent his anger.
Yang Yanhong is indeed very beautiful. A few days ago, Xiao Pingyuan carefully looked at this woman from a distance. At that time, he was moved, but he didn't do it.
He's a man who wants a lot of face. If you can treat women roughly, you should never be rude, they all like the type of politeness. Xiao Pingyuan has always believed that only hooligans can use violence. But today...... He couldn't help it.
He never thought that Yang Yanhong would be so fierce in any way.
Oh, my God! That terrible speed, it doesn't look like a human being. Probably only the legendary martial arts master has that kind of ability. This also explains why Yang Yanhong has been able to survive in the world of virus outbreaks until now. Because she has this ability, she has absolute strength.
Xiao Pingyuan has always felt that he has the opportunity to get Yang Yanhong into play. The premise is that Wang Yan must cooperate. The medicinal powder has been given to Wang Yan. It can be seen that Yang Yanhong trusts her very much, as long as she is drugged in wine or rice, she can let herself do whatever she wants when she is unconscious. When the raw rice is cooked and matured, she must only acquiesce to the facts and be my bride honestly.
I am afraid that such an opportunity will never be available again. Both sides have torn their faces, and her bodyguards have been killed by her. Even if there is really a chance, Xiao Pingyuan can't show kindness to Yang Yanhongββββ it's very simple, after all, he is the owner of Bihe Villa, and everyone here looks at him. If your subordinates are killed, they have to cower and do nothing, and they will completely lose the hearts of the people.
After Wang Yan vented here, he announced the decision to expel Yang Yanhong.
Xiao Pingyuan made up his mind. Maybe I can't deal with this woman, but if I get her out of here, I guess there will be no problem. Even if she could fight again, she would have snatched several guns, and it would be impossible to kill everyone in Bihe Villa.
Looking at Wang Yan lying on the ground and dying, Xiao Pingyuan finally felt tired. He spat at Wang Yan fiercely, and waved impatiently at the bodyguard standing next to him: "She's yours, you can do whatever you want." β
Just the power of being a man and a strongman.
Before he could finish speaking, several crisp gunshots rang out from the direction of the bar's door. The light was dim, and you could see people falling in response. Screams mingled with gunshots and all sorts of chaotic cries for help.
No one knows when Yang Yanhong broke in.
She holds a gun in each of her hands and is able to aim at two targets at once. Bullets were fired from a close distance, knocking over the bodyguards who were caught off guard. The heavy body fell with a scream, knocking over the table and chair, and smashing the wine bottle.
Including Xiao Pingyuan, people could hardly believe their eyes.
I couldn't see her movements at all, only the fire sprayed from the muzzle of the gun, and the heads that had been blasted by the bullets. Blood splattered, and the number of dead soon outnumbered the living.
Soon, only the last bodyguard was left in the bar.
He didn't dare to do anything, and he didn't have the slightest idea of daring to be an enemy in his head, so he turned and ran towards the bar door.
Yang Yanhong refused to let him go.
Grabbing the bodyguard's arm with a one-handed volley, he dragged him down with unmatched force, picking him up high in the air with a standard judo wrestling motion and slamming him to the ground.
Xiao Pingyuan is at least right about one thingββββ Yang Yanhong has practiced judo, but she is not so fine, and she doesn't have any rank, just an ordinary beginner with streamers.
The bodyguard's arm was twisted. Yang Yanhong raised her foot, stepped on the opponent's body with hard high heels, shot through the opponent's neck with an accurate accuracy, and then kicked the corpse that had lost signs of life away, and walked towards Xiao Pingyuan, who was trembling.
"You...... Don't kill me! β
The owner of the villa clearly felt the killing intent rushing to his face, and before he could say this, he immediately felt the hot and hard muzzle of the gun against his forehead. The stinging heat prompted Xiao Pingyuan to avoid it, but there was a sensation of pulling the trigger from the body of the gun. Bullets erupted from the muzzle with flames, Xiao Pingyuan's entire head exploded, and all kinds of contents exploded into a red and white rainstorm, splashing everywhere.
The dancer who ran to report the news before rushed to Wang Yan's dying side, helped her up from the pool of blood, and cried and shouted: "Sister Yanzi, wake up!" What happened to you? β
Wang Yan is not dead, but there is blood all over her body. The muscles in her face twitched all the time, and she looked extremely painful. Although the injuries on his body were terrifying, they were not fatal.
Yang Yanhong walked over quickly, picked up Wang Yanheng, and gently placed her on the sofa.
"Why don't you do what that bastard says?"
Yang Yanhong looked at Wang Yan, who was covered in blood, and her tone was full of emotion: "Actually, I can deal with them." What I have is the means, they are nothing in front of me. β
Wang Yan squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and her voice trembled: "...... Remember what I said...... Do you like you a lot? β
It's really ambiguous for a woman to say such a thing to another woman. But Yang Yanhong knew that Wang Yan definitely didn't mean that.
She was referring to the story she had told herself.
Yang Yanhong nodded: "Of course I remember." β
"That...... That woman saved my life...... You, you're really like her ......"
Wang Yan raised her right hand and gently stroked Yang Yanhong's cheek with her bloody palm, her gaze was gentler than ever: "You and her are the same kind of people...... I, I can't do anything to be sorry for you. β
It's very simple, simple to the extreme, and it is also a very precious psychology of repaying gratitude.
Yang Yanhong felt that the corners of her eyes were a little moist: "You have a good rest!" I'll take care of the rest. β
Wang Yan lay on the sofa and nodded slowly. I don't know why, her heart is full of comfort at the moment, and she has extremely calm confidence in Yang Yanhong.
She was really different from me.
I have to believe her.
Yang Yanhong stood up from the sofa, looked at the dancing girl who was still crying, and asked lightly, "Do you know how to use a gun?" β
The other stopped crying and shook his head timidly.
Yang Yanhong casually handed over a pistol, briefly demonstrated it with the weapon in her hand, and said seriously: "Now we can only rely on ourselves." I ask you, would you like to be the plaything of those men forever? β
The dancer was shocked by the blood and murderous intent emanating from her body, and shook her head again and again: "Of course I don't want to." β
"Then gather the people you know and think will be on our side."
Yang Yanhong quickly pulled out the magazine, checked the ammunition stock, and said without raising her head: "From now on, turn this place into our territory." β
The dancer didn't understand the meaning of the sentence: "What did you say? β
"The one surnamed Xiao is dead. A new owner is needed here. β
Yang Yanhong explained in simple words, her voice full of ferocity and indifference: "I want to control this place." You have to make a choice now: follow me or do nothing. β
There is, of course, a third option. But as long as you are not a fool, you will not choose that path.
What's more, the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground have not become cold, which can be regarded as proof of their incomparable freshness.
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The killing continued throughout the night.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed that a woman wearing high heels of more than ten centimeters could run quickly. She even wore a hip-hugging skirt that barely covered her ass. It's just that the thin shirt was stained with blood and had turned from white to bright red.
Xiao Pingyuan's guards are very loyal, and I don't know what method this guy used to control those people. In fact, if you think about it, there are no more than two conditions: the first material, the second woman.
Yang Yanhong's killing was crazy.
She never asked, and never shouted anything like "surrender or kill" from beginning to end. In short, anyone who dares to take up arms against them is an enemy. It doesn't matter if you have a gun in your hand, or a machete and a club, you will end up dead.
She certainly didn't have that many bullets. But for infected subjects, machetes, sticks, and even fists can kill people.
Killing is an exhausting sport. It is more difficult to deal with a murderous corpse than it is to deal with a human. However, there is a good thing about dealing with humans: as long as you show enough violence and brutality for the living to see the horrors of the dead, many will choose to surrender.
When Yang Yanhong killed the ninety-third person, the remaining people in the entire Bihe Villa chose to surrender.
No one wants to go up against a crazy woman. She's powerful, outrageously powerful. In the face of this terrible force comparable to a steam roller, there is nothing but obedience and death.
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