Biological and chemical weapons plus biological and chemical weapons, at this time, the location of the three people has become a poison circle within a radius of five meters, and the yellow-brown gas envelops the bodies of the three people.

"Uncle, aren't we going to rescue Zhang Wei?"

Xiao Wu pulled Wang Er's cuffs, this was the nth time Xiao Wu asked if she wanted to make a move.

But Wang Er still shook his head and stroked Xiao Wu's head to signal that he should not be impatient.

"Don't worry, it's not a desperate situation yet, we have to teach them a good lesson this time."

Seeing this, Xiao Wu no longer insisted, after all, Tang San was the son of Wang Er, and his father was not in a hurry, so why was she in a hurry.

There will be a time when the poisonous gas will eventually dissipate, and Luo Sanpao's fart is no exception, in this kind of empty terrain, in fact, it is somewhat limited to its play.

If it is in a sealed environment, the power of the fart king will definitely rise a few notches.

As the yellow-brown smell of farts dissipated, the three people shrouded in biochemical poisonous fog revealed their true faces.

Like a god of war, the Notting City Lord stepped on Tang San's face with his bare toe with his right foot, stepping half of Tang San's head into the soil.

His left hand pressed Yu Xiaogang's neck, kicked Yu Xiaogang's ass fiercely with his size 43 leather shoes, and cursed with tawny smoke in his mouth.

"Nima's, stink bug, if you don't hurt the disgusting dead, you kind of garbage martial soul should be a shell!"

Don't underestimate Luo Sanpao's fart just now, although it is not powerful and can't hurt people's bodies, but the mental insult is extremely strong, just for a moment, the city lord of Notting even felt that he was dizzy for a moment because of the stench.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaogang's strength being too weak, just the momentary dizziness just now, someone of the same level would have been able to kill him five or six times.

How strong the feeling was just now, how annoyed the heart of the city lord of Notting was at this moment, it was simply not a son of man, and a stinky person doubted life.

Yu Xiaogang was powerless to resist, and was kicked on the ass by the Notting City Lord one after another, and the cold cowhide boots with iron nails kicked his ass with bloody flesh and blood, and he was almost unconscious.

If he still has the strength to speak, he wants to defend himself, it's obviously Luo Sanpao's fart, why are you kicking my ass?

As a well-known master of the Douluo Continent, I, Yu Xiaogang, have always paid attention to my personal image, how could I do such an indecent thing as farting in front of people.

But Yu Xiaogang was so weak that he couldn't even say a word, and could only let out a muffled snort under every violent impact of the Notting City Lord.

"Phew!"

A mouthful of spit that was so large that Tang San suspected that life was spit out by the Notting City Lord, splashing on Tang San's face, and the stench of old phlegm choked Tang San in an instant, and woke up.

"Little thief, I'll let you watch me torture and kill your beloved teacher.

This is just the first step, you won't die so easily, and then I will kill your father, the girl you like, the means will become more and more cruel, so that you can also experience the feeling of the death of a loved one! ”

According to common sense, the Notting City Lord was ready to wake up Tang San with cold water, but the situation was special, so he could only use saliva instead.

This mouthful of old phlegm was stuck on Tang San's face, making it difficult for him to even breathe, for fear that he would accidentally inhale the old phlegm that was pasted on his face.

Click!

Tang San opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first picture he saw was that the Notting City Lord had broken Yu Xiaogang's arm.

And Yu Xiaogang also knew the sinister intentions of the Notting City Lord, so he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, only the cold sweat on his forehead could prove how painful it was to be twisted off his arm alive.

"Little San, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt much...... Hiss! ”

In addition to the pain, Yu Xiaogang was still comforting Tang San intimately, trying to make his psychological shadow area smaller.

It's a pity that he is not good at fighting, and he can't adapt well to the pain of this severed hand, and finally hisses in pain, making this comfort not perfect.

"Boom, it doesn't hurt, right, then try again!"

The city lord of Notting saw Yu Xiaogang's thoughts, and he tried to comfort others despite the pain, which was really powerful.

Smack!

This time it's not the sound of broken bones.

Yu Xiaogang convulsed on the spot, his eyes rolled white, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he fell into a state of disorientation.

"Teacher!"

Tang San let out a terrible cry for him, this egg cracking sound was probably the most cruel punishment for men, although Yu Xiaogang had never used it, but at least there was before.

Being caught and beaten violently by the Notting City Lord, Tang San was in pain, but his mood was quite stable.

Poked into his nostrils by the nostrils of the Notting City Lord's toes without socks, Tang San couldn't bear it and fainted, but he didn't leave his anger.

But when he saw that his beloved teacher was trampled by the Notting City Lord in front of him and became ungendered, Tang San was instantly filled with anger.

I don't know where it came from, a force quickly swept through the body, Tang San stiffly used his face to prop up the Notting City Lord's Hong Kong feet, and after overturning the Notting City Lord, he hugged Yu Xiaogang, who was in a coma with a bad expression.

"Today's revenge, he will repay it tenfold every day!"

A broken arrow appeared in Tang San's hand, and the sharp arrow was aimed at the major artery in Yu Xiaogang's neck.

Obviously, Tang San was going to help Yu Xiaogang solve the pain with his own hands, kill the teacher with his own hands, and then escape by himself, stabilize his development and then come back to take revenge.

This decision is so decisive, on the one hand, because Yu Xiaogang is almost a waste now, and it is not interesting to live.

On the other hand, Tang San really realized the current gap between himself and the Notting City Lord.

It's really like an adult beating a child, with no chance of winning, no useful body left, and then trying to take revenge in the future.

A clear-eyed person could see Tang San's motives at a glance, and the Notting City Lord naturally noticed it, but he was not in a hurry, but waited for Tang San's next move.

It may be cooler to save Yu Xiaogang and then torture and kill him to death, but it may be even more cruel to let Tang San kill the teacher with his own hands, leaving a lifelong psychological shadow on the kid in front of him.

What's even more cruel is that when Tang San kills Yu Xiaogang and prepares to escape and take revenge in the future, he will personally cut off this kid's unrealistic ideas.

Laughing to death, I can't run away at all.

If the Notting City Lord was ready to leave Yu Xiaogang behind, it would be just too late, let alone stop Tang San from escaping.

To kill someone is to punish the heart, otherwise it is only physical pain, which is not enough to alleviate the pain of losing his child.

Tang San, who was holding the arrow, did not hesitate, he also knew that the difference in strength was too great, and the slightest hesitation would miss the opportunity.

The arrow broke through the skin and inserted into Yu Xiaogang's main artery, as if it had turned on a high-pressure faucet, blood sprayed out, pouring Tang San's head and face, and the warm blood made Tang San's scorching anger even worse.

"Teacher, I'm sorry!"