Chapter 360: Repay a Thousand Times
He ignored the pain in his body and tried to hide backwards.
Looking at Wang Jia, whose eyes were red and who had a sneer on his lips, Li Liangxian was filled with great fear that almost overwhelmed him.
He couldn't remember what Wang Jia looked like before, and the person standing in front of him now was clearly a devil!
He couldn't imagine the torture he would suffer.
At this moment, there was only one word left in his mind - escape!
But the wounds on his body were bleeding profusely, not to mention that the knife had just pierced his thigh directly, so he couldn't stand up at all.
He could only crawl backwards like a dog with a broken leg.
Because the ground was uneven and full of gravel, the friction on the wound caused a heart-wrenching pain.
Li Liangxian's teeth were almost broken and tears were streaming down his face.
Wang Jia did not rush to take action, but instead approached the other person step by step with a knife in hand like a cat catching a mouse, slowly admiring the fear in his eyes.
After a few seconds, she sneered disdainfully.
This is just the beginning. These two cuts are far less painful than the pain she suffered when her parents died tragically.
Every time she recalled this incident over the past few years, her heart ached.
The pain mixed with hatred was like an endless fire, burning my heart every minute and every second.
It can't kill you, but it can't be cured either.
And all her suffering was caused by Li Liangxian.
How could she resolve the hatred in her heart if she didn't ask him to pay her back a thousand times!
The excruciating pain made Li Liangxian shiver uncontrollably.
He didn't want to die, but he also knew that Wang Jia would not let him go today.
He didn't expect that after doing so much and preparing so much, he still couldn't survive in the end.
Now, he no longer asks for anything else, he just hopes that Wang Jian can give him a good death.
He bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to calm down. The taste of rust instantly filled his entire mouth.
The severe pain from his tongue made him slur his words: "Please... please... kill me..."
Wang Jia couldn't hear clearly what Li Liangxian was saying, and she didn't want to listen.
"Shh..."
The sound was very small and light, and it was almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully. But it was this light hushing sound that made Li Liangxian purse his lips instantly.
Wang Jia admired the wounds on his body that were bleeding profusely, and slowly shifted her gaze to the other person's face.
"You can't bear just two cuts?"
Her fingers gently groped for the handle of the knife, which Shi Jiaojiao had lent her specifically for revenge.
It was indeed like cutting through mud, and the smoothness of the blade stabbing into her flesh made her feel particularly refreshed.
She looked into Li Liangxian's eyes, her tone so cold that it almost froze the flesh and blood of people: "Do you know how many wounds my parents had before they died?"
Li Liangxian lowered his head. The pain in his body and the humiliation of not being able to control his incontinence just now made him wish he could die immediately.
When had he ever experienced such humiliation, whether before or after the apocalypse?
He felt that he was not a human being now, but a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
No, not even as good as a pig. At least the butcher is quick and efficient and won't torture it intentionally.
It seems that the previous begging for mercy would not make Wang Jia kill him immediately.
Then try another approach.
He has never been a fool. If he had not been smart, his business would not have been so big. Before today, he would not have lived a hundred times better than other survivors in the apocalypse.
He was still afraid and scared in his heart, but he was more afraid of the torture of being unable to live or die.
He raised his head and looked at Wang Jia, the muscles on his cheeks were tense, his smile was a little stiff, but his eyes were full of mockery.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the blood in his mouth flowed out from the corners.
He said without caring about anything: "Your father... is just... a fool... but since he allowed me... to get the token, he... can be considered to have died a worthy death..."
Li Liangxian's face was full of madness.
That's right, he was irritating Wang Jia.
He wanted Wang Jia to kill himself with a knife in anger.
There is no other way now, the other party will not let me live.
If it happened again, he would definitely hire more people and would not give Wang Jia a chance to survive.
Hearing his words, Wang Jia's eyes turned redder, and strong hatred almost overflowed from them.
The fire in my heart seemed to have met the wind, and it was about to burn the whole world to ashes.
A worthy death?
How dare Li Liangxian say these four words?
Hatred overwhelmed all her emotions, and Wang Jia couldn't control herself and suddenly raised the knife.
Li Liangxian looked at the knife that was not far from his heart, and his face couldn't help but relax a little.
It's finally over.
But after waiting for a long time, I didn't feel the piercing pain I imagined.
He opened his eyes and instantly saw the mockery in Wang Jia's eyes.
Just as she was about to step forward to stop Wang Jia, Jiaojiao stopped.
She always killed people cleanly and efficiently and didn't like torture.
But Li Liangxian is different.
Not to mention how tragically Wang's father and mother died, there was no remorse in Li Liangxian's eyes, and he was still plotting against Wang Jia even at this time.
The death of Wang's father and mother is an eternal pain in Wang Jia's heart, and this pain will not dissipate slowly with the passage of time.
Wang Jia was tortured day and night. If she let Li Liangxian die so easily, she would be the one being tortured.
In the end times, good people can be tortured to the point of becoming mentally insane, not to mention those who are already emotionally unstable.
The end of the world is too difficult. Even if she has space, she is not sure if she can really live to see the end of the world.
The world is full of dangers. If Wang Jia cannot calm down, she will undoubtedly be committing chronic suicide.
So today, Wang Jia had to vent the anger in his heart no matter what.
Fortunately, Wang Jia did not lose her mind because of Li Liangxian's deliberate provocation.
The first thing Li Liang saw when he opened his eyes was Wang Jia’s cold face.
If he was laughing happily just now, now he has no expression at all.
But anyone could see the surging hatred in her eyes.
Li Liangxian's heart skipped a beat.
He knew he was finished.
If Wang Jia had not been angered by the words just now, a more tragic end would undoubtedly have been waiting for him.
Sure enough, the next second, he heard a "puff" sound in his ear.
He lowered his head and watched the knife in Wang Jia's hand stab into his shoulder. The blade twisted a circle and then was pulled out suddenly.
The moment the blade was pulled out, it brought out tiny pieces of flesh and blood.
He could not think of anything else at this moment. The wound on his shoulder made him feel extremely painful.
Death used to be his biggest fear.
But now he finally understood what was more painful than death?
Wailing and screaming continued to echo in this dilapidated house.
This time, Wang Jia did not continue to slowly appreciate Li Liangxian's painful expression.
It was not because of anything else, but because she was afraid that if she delayed for too long, Li Liangxian would die from excessive blood loss.
She held the knife in her hand and stabbed it again and again, even not sparing her face, which was covered with scratches.
Wang Jia restrained himself and avoided the opponent's vital points.
With every stab, her eyes grew redder.
As time passed, Li Liangxian's screams gradually became weaker from extremely shrill.
In the end, even the faint, almost inaudible cry of pain disappeared.
Li Liangxian lay on the ground, looking no different from dead, but if you looked closely, you could still see the faint rise and fall of his chest.
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