Chapter 110: Means of Killing
The man in yellow said, "Who are you?"
The woman giggled and said, "I'm just a pregnant woman, and that's my husband." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The old woman pointed to the old man beside her and said with a smile: "I'm just an old woman who is about to lose all her teeth, this is my old man." โ
The three farmers clinked glasses and laughed, "We are just farmers working in the fields." โ
Then one of the farmers pointed to the red-faced man lying on the table, and laughed, "That's just a drunkard who is a drunkard." โ
Hearing this, the man in yellow's face tightened a little.
The woman smiled and said, "I can't even see this, do you think you are stupid?"
The drunkard lying on the table also laughed violently: "Fool, fool." โ
His eyes were still closed, and after laughing, he took two more sips of wine, fell back on the table, and even snored.
The man in yellow suddenly felt a numb back, and he felt panicked all over, with his experience, these eight people were definitely not something to mess with.
Ye Jinyi felt the fear of the man in yellow, and couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and said, "Why, a few ordinary people make you dare not kill me?"
Ye Jinyi's words made the man in yellow suspect that these eight people were Ye Jinyi's people, and he was even more afraid of it.
Although he thought so in his heart, he said disapprerovingly: "Don't dare? There is nothing I dare not do." โ
As he spoke, he glanced at the few white-clothed men beside him, and then the white-clothed men all turned around to protect the back of the yellow-clothed men, looking at the eight people vigilantly.
And the man in yellow looked at Ye Jinyi and sneered: "Don't worry, no matter who is here, you will have to die today." It's no wonder that you're crazy, holding a fake blood-weeping sword to swagger. โ
Ye Jinyi said: "Although I didn't cheat you out of the money of Qingyue Villa, you want to kill me." That's it, you Qingyue Villa has always had nothing to do when you are full. However, if you want to kill, do it quickly, I'm not sure if you'll have a chance to kill me if you continue to grind like this. โ
The man in yellow said: "Put it down, I'll send you on your way now." โ
As soon as he finished speaking, his sword stabbed towards Ye Jinyi's chest.
"Whew-"
The sound of a sword stabbing into flesh.
"Poofโ"
The sound of blood splattering.
The tip of the sword of the man in yellow was against Ye Jinyi's chest, but it only stopped outside Ye Jinyi's robe, and did not go any deeper, although in just a moment, Ye Jinyi's heart would be pierced by this sword.
It's not that the man in yellow doesn't want to pierce Ye Jinyi's heart, but he can't, because at this moment, a pair of cold mandarin ducks are hanging on his neck, making him dare not move anymore.
He glanced down slightly, and he could see the cold light on the mandarin duck and smell the strong smell of wine wafting from behind him, which made him shiver.
He did go through strong winds and waves, but that didn't mean he wasn't afraid of death, and besides, this was the first time he had been put around the neck with a weapon.
Behind him, a group of white-clothed people had fallen in a pool of blood, their eyes wide open, but there was only vigilance in their eyes, but there was no fear.
Perhaps, this was only because their killers were so fast that they didn't even give them a chance to perceive the horror of death.
Holding a pair of mandarin ducks on the neck of the man in yellow was the drunk who had been lying on the table, at this time he not only did not see the slightest drunkenness, but also sober and amazing.
His slightly cloudy eyes glowed with a cold essence, and a pair of calloused hands held a pair of fine mandarin ducks and rested firmly on the skin of the man in yellow.
He spoke, and made a sound like a broken gong: "Now, who are you going to send on your way?"
Hearing this, the hand of the man in yellow slowly drooped, and the tip of the sword also slipped off the robe of the night brocade.
"Hey, can you kill people without being so cruel, it's really disgusting to be bloody. The pregnant woman was still holding her belly, covering her eyes with one hand and complaining.
The man standing beside him shook the three-section whip in his hand and said, "I hit them directly in the throat with these three whips, killing them with one blow, but there was no blood, and the blood must have been caused by them." โ
The three farmers slammed the sticks in their hands to the ground, patted their chests for another week, and said, "Fifth brother, our brothers went down with this stick and directly hit them on the back of the head, which was also a blow to death. The second sister and the third brother hooked the eagle's beak, and the blood came out. โ
The old woman crossed her arms and snorted coldly: "Who let them wear white as if they were mourning, add a little red to them and look festive." โ
Hearing this, Ye Jinyi suddenly sneered, she was glad that she didn't wear white clothes today, otherwise wouldn't she be a little red.
When the woman heard this, she clapped her hands and smiled: "What the second sister said has some truth, but I think it's nice to add a little red to the yellow?"
As she spoke, she looked at the man beside her and said, "Did you say?"
The man played the three-section whip on his waist and replied casually: "Yes, yes, yes." โ
Hearing the man say this, the woman looked at the "drunkard" behind the man in yellow and said, "Big brother, why don't you do it? If you don't do it, then I'll come." โ
So saying, the woman tore the mattress under her garment, and there was an extra whip in her hand, and then a piece of cotton cloth that had been folded in several layers fell.
The drunken man smiled softly, "It's not that I don't do it, I'm thinking, how do I do it? Should I cut off his skin with a knife and take it back to make a human skin mask? Or should you whip him all over the body? Or should the three of them beat him to death?"
Their tone was relaxed, as if they were talking about today's weather, or what to eat tomorrow, and no one could have imagined that they were discussing how to kill a man.
The woman smiled and said, "Big brother, why do you think of some terrible methods, in my opinion, don't you just throw him into the pot and fry him or throw him in the fire to roast him?" He is from Qingyue Villa, in the end, we also have to give Chu Zhongyue a face." โ
The woman's laughter was as good as a silver bell, and her words were so sweet that no one could have imagined that her heart had been quenched so viciously.
The man in yellow was already trembling with fear, as soon as he heard their conversation, his back was directly soaked in cold sweat, and he was careless, his butt didn't hold the door, and feces and urine poured out from his lower body, and a foul smell suddenly spread.
"Ahh
One of the farmers snorted coldly: "The people in Qingyue Villa are all cowards, and they don't need to be so troublesome, just use a knife to cut him two or three hundred times, and then he will naturally die of pain." โ
Hearing this, the eyes of the man in yellow suddenly became focused, and he seemed to suddenly remember that he still had a sword in his hand, and in just a moment, he stabbed back, but not at the "drunk" behind him, but at himself.
He has lost his dignity, and if he dies and dies, then he will die unwillingly.
"Bang dang. โ