"Are you sure? I'll tell you, don't regret it," Feng Chenyu smiled evilly.

Yang Zehua spat out the broken phlegm and said contemptuously: "Come on, if Lao Tzu dares to frown, I will not be surnamed Yang." ”

Hehe, Ha Lu Ha Feng Chenyu showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, turned around, and took something out of his bag.

Yang Zehua, who was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart when he heard Feng Chenyu's terrifying strange laughter.

Feng Chenyu suddenly turned around and walked towards Yang Zehua with a black thing in his hand.

Yang Zehua curiously skimmed the things in Feng Chenyu's hand, didn't see it very clearly, looking at the little thing, Yang Zehua pursed his lips disdainfully, that is, he tortured himself with a terrible torture instrument, and he would not recruit it, he wanted to be punished, the police arrested him, but there was no evidence to convict him, so he used a violent beating, trying to make him tell the crime, but Yang Zehua was beaten violently for three days, and he was beaten with a whip。

But when it came time to meet the policeman, what he was waiting for was in the big pit, and Yang Zehua buried the policeman

Yang Zehua has experienced all kinds of torture, and he has never recruited a bamboo stick to nail his nails, how could he be recruited by the beggar in front of him with a small thing.

Yang Zehua said disdainfully: "Hmph, I see that you are doing useless work at all, you don't want to get the slightest bit of news from my mouth, if you want to know the treasure of Lu Dao, do what I say." ”

Feng Chenyu didn't speak, took out the little black thing, touched it gently, and said a few words to himself.

Yang Zehua was stunned when he saw the little black in Feng Chenyu's hand, this thing was not a torture tool in his development, nor was it a torture tool, but a small strong.

Feng Chenyu held a Xiaoqiang in his hand, looked at each other with an expression, and said to himself sadly: "Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang, I have worked hard to pull you up, for you to eat and drink, I have already treated you as my own flesh and blood to educate you and raise you, today is the time for you to repay your kindness." ”

Before the words fell, Feng Chenyu put a Xiaoqiang on Yang Zehua's face, and Xiaoqiang kept crawling and crawling on Yang Zehua's face, scratching unbearably.

"Stinky beggar, I'm ***, you have the ability to kill me!!" Yang Zehua roared miserably, and Xiaoqiang kept crawling and crawling on Yang Zehua's face.

Feng Chenyu let out a piercing laugh, trembling with laughter, and said sinisterly with a sinister cheek: "This Xiaoqiang will drill into your ears and nose, that feeling is simply worse than death." ”

Yang Zehua, who was paralyzed on the ground, stared at the man above, the man's face in front of him had already collapsed with a smile, revealing a very sinister and obscene smile, even if Xing Ye smiled, it was not so insidious.

"You don't mess around!!You take this Xiaoqiang away first, we can discuss everything?"

"Doubt, why can't I hear anything all of a sudden, I think I can only hear the phrase "I told you the treasure is there". ”

"Hey, don't be kidding, you take that little strong away, he's in my ear!!"

"What? You don't agree? You're so hard? I admire you?"

"Hey, did I say I don't agree?Everything is negotiable, you take Xiaoqiang away first!!"

"Damn, it seems that you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears, you want to go to the next level, the bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, and you will be at the top of the mountain at a glance!!"

"Bastard, you listen to people well, I didn't say I didn't agree with you to take that Xiaoqiang away first, he's almost in my nostrils!!"

Feng Chenyu was indifferent, and did not reach out to help Yang Zehua take off the Xiaoqiang on his face, but reached out and took out the "Green Dragon Yanyue Knife".

Feng Chenyu put the Guan knife next to Yang Zehua, then showed his snow-white teeth, and said: "Since you are such a man, I really can't insult you, don't worry, I will use this Guan Dao to send you on the road, die under this Guan Dao, you can also go to the underworld to show off with those guys." ”

"What, hey, don't be joking, killing people is a crime, don't make trouble, don't make trouble!!" Yang Zehua yelled in panic.

Feng Chenyu scratched his head and shouted to Gao Zilan, who was driving the car in front of him: "Hey, Miss Gao Zilan, when I meet the police, you can help me testify, just say that a gangster in the car killed two people, and I accidentally killed him out of protection and self-defense." ”

Gao Zilan smiled and said knowingly: "Don't worry, I will help you testify." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zehua's face turned pale, and he screamed: "Beggar, you are enough, stop in moderation!!"

Feng Chenyu didn't react, holding the knife, measuring the distance from Yang Zehua's head, as if calculating how to cut out a beautiful head.

A few seconds later, Feng Chenyu stood with the knife in the direction of Yang Zehua's head, and said, "Give you the last chance, do you want to say it?"

"No, you let me go first, let's discuss everything, right," Yang Zehua tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible, trying to impress this neurotic.

But Feng Chenyu scratched his ears, and the vertical Guan Dao suddenly fell, and Feng Chenyu spread out his hands and said innocently: "My hand slipped a little." ”

This moment!!

Yang Zehua couldn't care about the cockroaches on his face anymore, if there was no accident with the fallen Guan Dao, the big knife would cut off his head at once, and then he would hit the street.

Between life and death, Yang Zehua couldn't care less about persuading Feng Chenyu, crying and shouting: "I'll tell you that the treasure is there." ”

Bang!!

With a loud bang, Yang Zehua opened his eyes tremblingly, thinking that he was dead, but he almost fainted when he opened them, and the blade of the knife was only two centimeters away from his neck, which frightened Yang Zehua so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

Feng Chenyu held his face and pulled the Guan Dao with difficulty, this Guan Dao is really heavy, for himself who has no internal force and strength, it is very difficult to use, even if the Guan Dao naturally falls to the ground, Feng Chenyu almost can't pull it.

Feng Chenyu held the Guan knife and stood on the floor, looked at Yang Zehua condescendingly, and said, "Hurry up, where is your treasure, and what's going on with your knife?"

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