"This is what you call an ant?" Wen Yi smashed his fist on the face of He Chabo, who had broken his arms, and looked at He Chabo, who was lying on his back and wailing, and sneered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The blinding bright light shone on his deeply wrinkled face, because the painful distorted face had lost its previous arrogance, and the left side of his face was smashed with a punch that knocked out three teeth, and blood flowed.

"Brother Yi did a good job!"

"Kill this retarded! No, you can't let him die so easily, you have to cut him to death with a knife!"

"Yes, it's just to cut him into turnips and slice them first. ”

"Brother Yi, it's time to show your knife skills, cut a knife, I'll reward 10,000, and then go and charge the money!"

"It's not as good as Xiaohua Shenhao, but Brother Yi, you cut it, and I'll also reward a hundred meanings. ”

"Did the people from the National Security Bureau see it? Brother Yi just did what you couldn't do and didn't dare to do, what else would you do besides eavesdropping on the phone calls of the young couple?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was completely boiling because of Wen Yi's neat two knives and one punch, and the reward covered the entire screen.

He Chabo's hands were still on the glaive knife, and they were cut off directly from his elbows, and blood sprayed out, but there was no way to cover it.

"If you have the ability, you will kill me, and if I die, I will have a hundred times your Han people pay for my life. I will trample on the heads of you Han people forever, and you will always be worthy of being our slaves. He Chabo squinted at Wen Yi and shouted angrily.

"Really?" Wen Yi stepped forward, stepped on his broken arm, and said coldly: "I will dig out all the treasures buried in Luding Mountain, and I will also dig out all your dragon veins, and your Daqing will be dying." ”

"You, how do you know!" and Chabo's eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, looking at Wen Yi, twisting his body, struggling to stand up, "No, how can you be a Han person know about this, impossible......"

"There's a lot more I know. Wen Yisen smiled, grabbed He Chabo's collar with one hand, raised his hand, and threw it directly out, slamming on the door of the room in the middle, smashing the door and falling in.

Wen Yi slowly walked into the door, the bright light of the camera turned into a normal light that illuminated the entire room, Wen Yi looked at He Chabo, who was lying on a wooden plank, with a sluggish breath, reached out and picked up half of the wooden stick, and smashed it on his left knee hard.

The stick broke in two, and a bone cracking sound was heard, and Chabo screamed, his expression in pain.

"And Chabo, the owner of the red flag, led the red flag into the customs, slaughtered thirteen cities, and slaughtered 200,000 Han people. Wen Yi said in a cold voice, stabbing half of the wood in his hand into He Chabo's right leg, penetrating directly and nailing to the ground.

"Ahh......h

"No, I'm not a ghost, but I did ask for their lives, for the 200,000 Han people who died in your hands with red flags. Wen Yi bent down and stabbed him in the stomach with the dagger in his hand.

"Are you curious how I would have known that you hid the treasure in Luding Mountain?" Wen Yi drew his dagger and crouched next to He Chabo's head.

He Chabo glared, spat at Wen Yi, and said sharply: "Dog cub, someone must have been a lackey of your Han people back then!"

"Brother Yi is really ruthless, but I like it!"

"Why didn't Brother Yi continue to cut him, why did you talk so much nonsense with him?"

"Don't forget that Brother Yi still has to get the forty-two chapters of the scriptures, killing and Chabo is not in a hurry, and it is troublesome to get the scriptures quickly. ”

"It's okay, it's more exciting to torture slowly, there are candles and leather whips on Brother Yi's side. ”

"Upstairs, I'm convinced...... The taste is really unique. ”

Wen Yi looked at He Chabo and shook his head with a smile, picked up the dagger, and Chabo's left ear flew out, and continued: "Actually, the first emperor sent me to the capital, he was afraid that you would rebel and make the emperor's position unstable, so he sent me into the capital, killed you old things, and took back the forty-two chapters." ”

"The first emperor has been dead for many years, you don't want to kill me!" and Chabo said sadly, but he was a little frightened, his face was stained red by the blood splashed from his left ear, and his face, which had become pale due to excessive blood loss, could no longer be seen from his original appearance.

"The first emperor has been a monk in Wutai Mountain for many years, and you don't even know this, so you really don't trust the first emperor at all. Wen Yi shook his head and stood up, pouted and said, "Anyway, the first emperor just asked me to destroy the scriptures, so set a fire and let you be buried with this mansion." ”

"You!" and Chabo straightened up, but their eyes subconsciously looked at the wall on the left where a portrait hung on it.

Wen Yi, who had been staring at He Chabo from the corner of his eye, walked to the wall and ripped off the portrait of a middle-aged Qing court general, and the wall behind the portrait was no different from the walls in other places.

Wen Yi stretched out his hand and tapped gently, there was a hollow voice, and finally showed a smile.

"Little thief, you lied to me, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" and Chabo looked at Wen Yi, only then did he react, struggling, and a big pool of blood flowed on the ground.

Wen Yi directly cut the wall with a dagger, revealing a dark pavilion, with a box inside, and when he opened the box, he saw that in addition to a huge night pearl and a few pieces of jewelry that were priceless at first glance, the bottom was the forty-two chapters of the scriptures inlaid with red flags.

Wen Yi closed the box again, put it on the table next to him, pulled a stool and sat down next to Chabo, and said with a smile: "Yes, I did lie to you, but the old dog of Shunzhi is indeed not dead, but you don't have to worry, it won't be long before he dies." As for how you become a ghost, you still think about how not to be eaten by those unjust souls who died tragically under your knife, there is a saying that you may not have heard, people are doing it, and the sky is watching. ”

"I, Wenyi, today I will judge you and Chabo for their guilt, and they deserve death. A thousand cuts is a technical job, and a hundred cuts should not be a problem. Wen Yi said calmly, and cut off a piece of meat on Hechabo's leg with a knife.

"If you don't believe it, look up, who the sky spares!"

"A thousand cuts are indeed technical work, and I am satisfied with a hundred cuts!"

"It's a little bloody, but I don't feel disgusting at all, but I feel very happy!"

"I still can't stand it, give a reward, I'll go to the toilet and vomit first......"

"Congratulations to Eighteen and One Flowers for sending a thousand whales!"

"Congratulations to the old man next door for sending ten whales!"

"Brother Yi, flirtatious sister, Crystal Palace, let's be harmonious later......" The old Wang next door said with a barrage.

"At the end of the trial, one hundred and eight knives, I hope to comfort the souls of those Han people who died in vain. Ten minutes later, Wen Yi looked at He Chabo who looked miserable on the ground, and he was still hanging in one breath, enduring nausea, cutting off his head and wrapping it in a sheet.

Then he found a stack of silver tickets in the room, stuffed them all into a wooden box, lit the candles with the fire breaker on the side, read the few places in the room that could light the fire, and rushed out of the small courtyard with the box and the head wrapped in a sheet, and climbed over several courtyard walls, and disappeared into the dark street.

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