Chapter Thirty-Five: Miserable

"I'll leave it to you."

After Cui Zhi finished speaking, he walked to the side and turned his back.

Wang Nian walked to the middle-aged man's side, squatted down, grabbed his chin with his left hand, and straightened the middle-aged man's face.

"Be obedient and tell me where that kid went?"

The middle-aged man's blood-stained face was full of disdain: "I said it, you guys are a very stupid question. ”

Lowering his head, Wang Nian's mouth came to the ear of the middle-aged man.

"Tell me, I will spare your life, there is nothing more precious than life."

The middle-aged man turned his face directly, and a mouthful of pus and blood mixed with thick phlegm spit out of his mouth, and spit directly onto Wang Nian's face at close range.

Wang Nian's head retracted instantly, smiled, pulled up the middle-aged man's clothes, and wiped his face.

"Do you think I'm going to be angry? Hahahaha. ”

Wang Nian held the middle-aged man's wrist with his left hand and pulled his hand up from the ground. With his right hand, he pinched the middle-aged man's index finger and forcefully broke it behind his hand.

"Ah!!h

There was a strong sharp pain in his hand, and the middle-aged man screamed.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not answer, the corners of Wang Nian's mouth rose.

"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin."

The right hand pinched the severed index finger and rotated it vigorously, and the entire index finger was directly ripped off.

Listening to the screams of the middle-aged man, Wang Nian laughed loudly, he liked to see the painful faces of others.

"Do you want to say it? Do you say ...... or not"

Every time Wang Nian asked, he broke off a finger, and when he asked again, he tore off a finger.

After a while, the middle-aged man was lying on the ground with a pale face and eyes full of lovelessness. His hands were on either side, his ten fingers were gone, and the blood was flowing.

"I ask you one last time, do you say it or not?"

The middle-aged man sneered and did not answer.

Seeing the stubborn middle-aged man, Wang Nian was not angry, but full of anticipation.

"I'll let you taste what I'm best at, heartache, hahahaha."

The left hand was placed on the middle-aged man's abdomen, and the internal force was transmitted to his body, helping him stop the bleeding and protect his lifeline.

With his right hand, he took out a small short knife the length of a finger from his bosom.

Holding a knife in his right hand, he cut a palm-sized wound on the middle-aged man's chest. Although the lifeline was protected and the bleeding stopped, the intense pain made the middle-aged man tremble.

Looking at the trembling middle-aged man, Wang Nian's face was full of excitement.

"I'll make your life worse than death!"

The internal force converged on the fingers, directly knocked the ribs off, and took the sternum out.

Seeing this scene, even the murderous Li Wei couldn't stand it anymore, and together with Nanyang, he turned his back like Cui Jiong, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

No one can endure the pain of cutting flesh and bones. The middle-aged man trembled all over, his eyes were misty, and his breathing was short.

Looking at the trembling middle-aged man, Wang Nian was extremely excited.

The knife was thrown aside, and his right hand directly held the beating heart, and all five fingers were inserted into the heart.

"Ah!!!h

The severe pain that was worse than death ran through the middle-aged man's body, and this pain directly made him lose his mind, and he could only feel the incomparable pain of piercing his heart.

With a force on his hand, he directly pinched his heart, and the middle-aged man lost his breath in an instant, and died in severe pain that no one could bear.

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Nian laughed loudly, wiped his right hand with the middle-aged man's clothes, picked up the knife, and stood up.

Li Xiao glanced at the bloody chest.

"Wang Nian, you are really perverted!"

Then several people searched the entire courtyard, but they didn't see half a figure.

"It should be that I ran over the wall, notify everyone, and make every effort to search the entire Hejiabao."

Just as a few people were about to leave, Wang Nian walked to the middle-aged man's corpse again and kicked the middle-aged man away.

The middle-aged man smashed through the wooden wall and flew directly into the house.

Inside the tunnels.

A few people were at the entrance of the tunnel, listening to the movement outside.

The sound of the fight continued for a long time, and then the screams of the middle-aged man were heard.

Listening to the painful screams, Fang Jingyu was directly frightened and cried, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

The boy was also in tears and heartbroken.

After the last violent scream, they heard the sound of someone rummaging around the house, and they all knew that the middle-aged man should have been killed.

The last thing I heard was thrown in lasted for a few moments, and there was no sound.

"I think it's gone."

Zhang Yuanshan whispered, even if there was no movement outside at the moment, he didn't dare to speak loudly, not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

The young man wanted to step forward instantly, but was pulled by He Nantian.

"You let me go, I'll go out and have a look."

The boy said hoarsely.

"To go out is to find death, I don't know what your relationship is, but he is already dead in order to protect you, what's the use of you going out? In case he is discovered, you can only let his efforts go to naught and let him die in vain. ”

He Nantian's words were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the young man stopped sobbing and moving.

"Come down with me."

Zhang Yuanshan supported He Nantian, and several people walked down the steps.

There were fifty steps in total, and in a short time, several people reached the bottom.

He Nantian took out a fire fold and lit it, and then lit the surrounding candles.

"Senior He, how can there be a basement in your room, can you get outside?"

Zhang Yuanshan put down the wooden box and asked.

"The old man's practice can't be disturbed, so this basement was built, and there is no way to get outside, which is the old man's retreat practice room."

The basement is not small, and there are many weapons on the walls on both sides, swords, guns, swords, halberds, everything, and a lot of books, placed around.

There was a large painting hanging on the wall in the middle, barely a long table with a weapon rack on it, carrying a long sword.

There is a circular step in the middle with a blanket on it.

"Young man, what's your name?"

He Nantian walked to the middle, closed his eyes and meditated on the circular steps, and asked.

"Senior He, my name is Zhang Yuanshan."

"Come here."

Zhang Yuanshan walked over.

"Sit cross-legged in front of me."

"What are you going to do?"

"The old man is too seriously injured and his life is short, so I will pass on the internal force of the whole body to you, if you are lucky, you may accept three or four percent of my internal strength."

Zhang Yuanshan looked delighted, and instantly sat cross-legged in front of He Nantian.

"But in most cases, you can only accept one or two percent, but it's enough to make you a master."

Zhang Yuanshan is very excited, even if it is Yicheng!

He Nantian turned his hands, and then put them on Zhang Yuanshan's back.

This young man was able to block the blow of the virtual scene without dying, which impressed He Nantian, and the courage to stand up in front of Fang Jingyu made He Nantian think that this young man could inherit his mantle.

The internal force of the whole body was transmitted to Zhang Yuanshan's body, and Zhang Yuanshan felt a warm current entering his body.

When the internal force flowed to the dantian, He Nantian frowned.