Chapter 9: The First Kill
Wang Che stood on a mountain rock and quietly watched the sunrise.
He suddenly remembered the scene of the first murder a few minutes ago:
At that time, lying in bed, he saw the rising sun, and his heart was greatly encouraged, but unfortunately, this scene was not fully appreciated by him, just because a nasty guy put his face on his face.
The ugly smiling face that was close to him occupied all of Wang Che's attention, so that he could no longer focus on the sun in the distance.
People are often disturbed by some nasty guys when they are enjoying themselves, such as the alarm clock ringing by the bed in the morning while sleeping, the couple who abuses the dog in the street during a walk after dinner, or the strange web page that suddenly pops up when watching the Casino Royale.
For another example, a teenager in the second year of secondary school finally had a little inexplicable understanding, and when he wanted to silently recite a few monologues full of madness in his heart, he interrupted him rudely, and he didn't understand the amorous feelings, and it looked disgusting, but in fact it was even more disgusting.
There is no doubt that Sa Nengfu, who put his face on Wang Che's face, is such a disgusting madman.
Sa Nengfu didn't seem to notice that he was already so deeply hated by Wang Che, and at this moment he was still staring at Wang Che with an undisguised hunger and thirst.
That gaze is even more obscene than looking at the young lady in the dead fat house, after all, most of the dead fat house don't even dare to look at the young lady in reality, and even if they are dressed strangely, generally sloppy, their faces are full of greasy and acne, and their hearts are full of unhealthy thoughts such as OOXX and advocating violence, but at least, most of them just think about it, rarely disturb others, it is harmless, and sometimes there is a kind of obscene cuteness.
And Sa Nengfu is obviously much more disgusting than the dead fat house, because he has put his YY ideas into action, even if he doesn't count the bad things he will do in the future, just the offending and hurting innocent people he has committed now is enough for him to die a hundred times.
The almost harmless fat house must be named "dead", and why is this harmful dead old man still dead.
Wang Che finally came to his senses, and he recited a monologue full of madness in his heart:
People will die, and some people need a little help.
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Sa Nengfu, who didn't know that he had been sentenced to death in his heart by the target of the raider, was now very excited, he gasped, leaned against Wang Che, and said almost mouth-to-mouth:
"I found the secret book left by the master and the notes from my student days, which recorded in detail various beast control methods, and it was also specifically marked that a mentally retarded like you is very easy to be controlled by CAO, which is really great!"
"Rotten Heart Man A, my most important companion, you are the first tester of the Rotten Heart Pill, and you will also be me, the puppet master who is destined to be remembered by countless people, Lord Sa Nengfu, the first puppet in the true sense, rest assured, I will make good use of your body, as for the ordinary puppets I refined before and have no talent, I will destroy them directly, and before my next puppet appears, you are my only one."
"You're going to go down in history!"
Sa Nengfu said, grabbed Wang Che's shoulder, and shook it desperately, looking very excited.
Wang Che didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.
And the members of the Netheryin Sect under Sa Nengfu may have been accustomed to the old man's convulsions from time to time, and they consciously turned their backs to them and did not look at this scene.
"How's it going, happy or not? Uh-"
The rope wrapped around Wang Che's body was loosened......
Before he had time to think that the hair rope would loosen, Sa Nengfu suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and looked at his chest suspiciously, only to find that Wang Che's right hand had stabbed straight into his chest, and scarlet blood gushed out.
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When the pain came slowly, the first thing that came to Sa Nengfu's mind was:
His claws are no worse than a good sword, what a perfect body!
"How is it, happy or not, unexpected or not?"
Wang Che didn't care what Sa Nengfu was thinking, and sighed that this guy's heart was not black, and twisted his hand in Sa Nengfu's chest half a circle.
Thanks to the news, Wang Che knew that he had to kill people quickly, as if he was going to do this.
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Sa Nengfu clutched his chest and fell, and when he heard the movement, the members of the Netheryin Sect who were originally carrying their bodies turned around in confusion, only to find that Wang Che, who should have been tied to the bed, had already stood up.
Everyone was shocked, they didn't know how Wang Che got out of trouble, but the surprise did not slow down their movements by half a minute, and the long-term life in the rivers and lakes made them reflexively put on a posture, and a person who was close to him had already slapped Wang Che.
It is the signature martial arts of the Yin Sect, absorbing the Yin Palm, looking at his proficiency in moving the palm, I am afraid that it is similar to the old man who slapped him away when Wang Che crossed over for the first time.
However, Wang Che was no longer the Wang Che of that time, and although this palm slapped on his body, it did not shake his body for half a minute.
With a backhand punch, the man's head twisted in a full circle, and it was clear that he was already dead and could not die again.
The others were afraid of Wang Che's force, and wanted to attack but didn't dare, and soon, a smart man turned around and ran towards the way he came, saying that he was going to call someone, and at the same time asked the others to stop Wang Che.
This is really a smart man, but unfortunately, he also died, under the claws of Wang Che, who suddenly appeared beside him.
When the others saw Wang Che's almost indistinct speed, they knew that this medicine tester had already had the skill of approaching the peak of the day after tomorrow and the True Yuan Realm, and they knew that their group of people might not be spared.
In the face of these people's senseless struggles, Wang Che thought that he was still afraid of their scum before, and at the same time followed the killing instinct of this body, punched, kicked, and killed a few people immediately, everything was so easy and casual, killing people was as simple as eating and drinking water for Wang Che now.
I don't know if he has this violent gene himself, or if he is too heavily affected by the body of this rotten heart.
Soon, the only ones who were still standing were Wang Che and the last member of the Netherworld Sect.
This last one, I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky, Yu Yong has retreated, and fear has surged back in his heart, after all, they are not heroes who can fight to the death with a smile, they are just a group of trained low-level people, and the attack just now is just a moment of blood courage under despair.
After his companion died, even if he knew that he would die no matter what, it was difficult for him to rush up and fight with Wang Che like before, but reflexively wanted to escape.
Wang Che stood in place and looked at him quietly, as if he didn't want to chase him.
Just when the last person who looked back and saw this scene, overjoyed by the hope of survival, and secretly thought about going to the rudder to find someone to take revenge, Wang Che's tongue suddenly stretched out a long section, directly stabbing his head.
White flowers' brains and scarlet blood fluttered in the air.
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Wang Che believes that even the heaviest plasma tablets will not have the horror of the scene in front of them, just because they will not find a real big living person to shoot their heads.
It's just that after this trick was used, Wang Che himself also regretted his behavior just now, he seemed to be too obedient to the instinct of this body, and even used his tongue to attack other people's heads, and now his mouth is full of blood, although he does not physically reject this taste, but still feels that this is the best taste of the world, however, this is a human being, and psychological rejection is always inevitable.
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