Yan Wang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his voice became low:
"I don't know how I have offended the Second Master, but you insist on killing me today?"
The blade rubbed between the bald head is extremely sharp:
"Haha, you dare not admit it? Your appetite is so big that you even want to eat my Black Bone Gang? My eldest brother is injured, but he is not dead yet. It is not your turn to take advantage of the situation like a psychopath. Come on, kill him!"
The bald man was obviously unwilling to wait any longer. Before Yan Wang could say anything, he swung his knife forward. It was not that he didn't want to use a gun, but the large military force was not far away. If they were discovered, it would be difficult for them to escape.
The King of Hell didn't have time to think too much. There was no bullet in his gun and one of his arms was broken. The bald man was ruthless and obviously didn't want to give him a chance to live.
As they moved around, Yan Qi cooperated with him very well and killed many people with just one dagger.
The King of Hell was so furious that he didn't care whether he was injured or not. He waved the blade in his hand wildly and was completely bloodthirsty.
Yan Qi's eyes were cold and he moved as fast as a rabbit. He blocked many of Yan Wang's knives and his clothes were stained with blood. He was just waiting for her to seize the opportunity, and the dagger was just across the bald man's neck.
With the hostage in hand, the two men finally broke out of the encirclement.
"Kill him."
Yan Wang's body was covered in blood and sweat, and the wounds from the stab wounds were painful. He couldn't suppress his anger and gave orders to Yan Qi.
His already pale face was now as gray as a piece of paper, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
The physical injuries were bearable, but to make matters worse, he hadn't taken his medicine today.
The inexplicable whispers in his ears became louder and louder, making him so irritated that he almost collapsed, and hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes.
He saw two children covered in blood crying for help, and in the blink of an eye their heads were cut off.
"No! Don't!"
The King of Hell knelt on the ground in pain, holding his chest, groaning helplessly and numbly, as if something was strangling his throat and he could hardly breathe.
The feeling of suffocation brought him to the brink of death. Finally, his vision became clearer and he stretched out his pleading hand to the cold-faced woman in front of him with longing.
"Medicine... give me medicine..."
Yan Qi looked at the sick King of Hell, curled the corners of his stiff mouth, put away the dagger, and let go of the bald man.
Who is Baldy? He is the most handsome guy in Southeast Asia.
Would he be captured so easily? Obviously not.
The bald man patted Yan Qi's shoulder:
"You're cruel enough, and you're very ruthless to the person next to you. If you have nowhere else to go, come to my Black Bone Gang. From now on, you will be the third in command of the Black Bone Gang."
Yan Qi shook his head as if nothing had happened, pushed away the bald man's hand, and walked towards the King of Hell step by step.
Yan Wang saw Yan Qi, whom he had always doted on, squatting gently in front of her and placing a small white medicine bottle in his palm.
Then he saw a strange smile appear on Yan Qi's lips, beautiful and bright, the kind he hated the most.
His confused mind could no longer think. He didn't know why Yan Qi had a bald head, nor did he know why Yan Qi was laughing so happily.
He has to take medicine now, he feels like he is going crazy.
The King of Hell opened the small medicine bottle with trembling hands and took great effort. He tilted his head back and poured the medicine into his mouth frantically.
But he spent a long time pouring and still didn't get any pills, and the bottle was actually empty!
At this moment, his heart was beating faster and faster, almost exploding in his chest.
"you......"
"Oh my, the famous King of Hell has also had this day."
The bald man mocked Yan Qi without any hesitation, but fortunately he agreed to cooperate with Yan Qi. Although the goods were robbed, the money returned to his hands and he did not lose anything. It was also wonderful to see Yan Wang in such a miserable state.
The King of Hell knelt on the ground in great pain, constantly reaching out to Yan Qi, begging him to give him medicine.
He had never stopped taking medicine before, so he had no idea that the feeling of stopping taking medicine was so painful. Compared with it, the pain in his body was completely insignificant. The tingling and numb feeling as if being bitten by millions of ants completely made him lose his mind.
When Yan Qi saw Yan Wang's expression, she felt extremely happy. She smiled, and the smile became brighter and brighter. She raised her head and laughed silently until tears came out.
The way he stretched out his hand was exactly like the way he had begged him to spare his family.
At that time, I was so humiliated that I begged him to have some mercy on me.
Is it finally his turn now?
It feels so good, so good!
It’s a pity that I can’t make any sound, otherwise I don’t know how loud this laughter would be.
"Give it to me... give it to me, please..."
Yan Qi stopped laughing, and his face, which was splattered with blood, was covered with wrinkles from tears, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell to take his life.
She took out a small white pill from her pocket and gently placed it in front of the King of Hell, teasing him left and right. She watched him shake his head like a dog, and crawl over to her like a madman to snatch the medicine from her hand.
She laughed, laughed crazily, and then threw the pill hard into the muddy soil. She stepped on it with her shoes covered in mud and blood, and crushed it a few times to make it completely blend into the soil.
The King of Hell let out a wail that was not like a human, and crawled on the ground in a twisted manner, digging in the soil like a beggar, until his nails were broken and covered in blood.
What kind of medicine is that? It's the fruit that drags people down to hell.
It’s a pity that the King of Hell was insidious and treacherous throughout his life, and this retribution finally fell on him.
Yan Qi grinned, her face full of joy. She was so grateful to Qi An. If it weren't for him, how could she have seen such a devil.
The King of Hell was too arrogant. He didn't think that the doll he had transformed with his own hands would betray him and replace his mood-stabilizing medicine with something that would take his life.
The King of Hell was now in so much pain that he was going crazy. The numbness and itchiness on his body made him wail uncontrollably, and he scratched himself like a blood gourd.
This medicine is really effective.
Yan Qi felt that she had no way to repay such a great favor. She thought that maybe she could repay it in the next life. Her relatives had been waiting for her for a long time in another world.
Yan Qi took out the dagger and rubbed it gently on Yan Wang's body, one cut, one cut, and another.
She was calm and serious, but her eyes were filled with madness.
The bald man swallowed his saliva. This woman was too cruel.
The noses, ears and eyes all over the floor made even a grown man like him feel his hair stand on end and his legs go weak.
I’m going to have a nightmare if I keep reading this.
What a great harm this caused to his young mind!
The bald man ran away, and the rustling footsteps disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yan Qi held his round head and shook it gently, looking in a very good mood.
When Commander Yang and his men rushed over, several young soldiers vomited.
The scene was like a hellish Shura field, with parts scattered all over the ground, and the girl who looked young raised her head slightly.
Her eyes were clear, her red lips slightly parted, and she said two words silently.
【Thanks.】
Then, the sharp knife firmly pierced his heart...
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