Chapter 118 Massacre
Until the sounds of snoring and grinding of teeth slowly rang out in the silent night.
Wei Mingliang, who had been motionless, slowly raised his head, his dark eyes flashing with a cold light.
He stood up slowly and stepped on the cold garbage without making any sound.
Opening the glass door to the balcony, he walked slowly but firmly to the sofa.
Cousin Chen turned over and saw a figure in a half-asleep state.
But before he could see clearly, a long knife flashing with cold light stabbed down from top to bottom.
The knife was very fast and Wei Mingliang's hatred was deep.
The knife was stabbed down, and before Cousin Chen could even make a sound, the tip of the knife pierced through his duvet and directly into his heart.
At the moment of death, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw the dark shadow in front of him clearly.
At that moment, he regretted it.
I don’t regret forcibly occupying someone else’s house, but I regret not cutting the weeds completely.
But it was too late.
As Wei Mingliang pulled out the long knife swiftly, Cousin Chen's head tilted and he died.
Wei Mingliang will never forget the day when he and his father came back and saw this beast pressing on his mother and trying to violate her.
The sound of this clean and neat stabbing and pulling did not affect the sleep of those in the room. In the quiet night, the snoring and grinding of teeth continued.
Wei Mingliang didn't even wipe the blood off the knife and walked straight to the room closest to him.
Old Mrs. Chen and her husband live there.
When I opened the door, I heard deafening snoring sounds one after another.
Wei Mingliang quietly came to the bedside, without even looking at who was in front of him, he aimed directly at their exposed necks, raised his knife and chopped it off, stopping their snoring.
Unfortunately, only one head was chopped off. The other person woke up from the severe pain, covering his bleeding neck and looking at the dark shadow in front of the bed with horror on his face.
"Ho ho, ho ho..." Old Mrs. Cheng, covering her neck, wanted to speak and scream, but because her trachea was cut off, she could not make any sound through her mouth and throat.
All that was emitted were very faint hoarse sounds and hoarse breathing.
With the help of the light from the snow outside, Wei Mingliang could clearly see that there was fear and pleading on her face.
Beg?
What are you begging for?
Beg him to let her go?
His parents had begged them before, why didn't they let them go.
Seeing such a pitiful expression, Wei Mingliang felt only joy, no sympathy.
"Go down and beg my parents!"
Wei Mingliang said this coldly, and under the gaze of Old Lady Chen, he swung the knife down.
The room temperature was above zero, and blood splattered all over Wei Mingliang's body, but he seemed unaware and continued walking towards the room opposite.
Sleeping inside were Chen Laoer's family, who were also the culprits who directly killed his parents.
Chen Laoer was very familiar with the matter, and it was obvious that Chen Laoer not only did not feel any guilt about killing his parents, but he didn't even take it to heart.
Wei Mingliang couldn't help but tighten his grip on the handle of his long sword, hatred overflowing from his eyes.
In this case, he can only fight back with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
He raised the knife and stabbed it hard.
Chen Laoer suddenly woke up and turned around to avoid the fatal blow, but his entire left arm was chopped off.
"Ah!" A deafening scream woke up everyone in the room.
Wei Mingliang remained unmoved and chopped at Chen Laoer again.
Faced with life and death, Chen Laoer's desire to survive was aroused, and his remaining right hand grabbed something from the side to block it.
As Wei Mingliang's machete fell, the object that was blocking Chen Laoer was cut into two and hit Chen Laoer directly.
"Ahhh, Baoer, my Baoer..." A scream even more shrill than Chen Laoer's rang out.
The people present then realized that the person Chen Laoer had grabbed to block the knife was his son.
Wei Mingliang's heart trembled a little, but he quickly calmed down.
He didn't want to hit the child, but his own father pushed him out to die, so how could he feel guilty about it?
"You little bastard, you killed my child. I will fight you to the death." Chen Ersao rushed towards Wei Mingliang madly.
While Wei Mingliang dodged sideways, he thrust his long sword forward and hit her directly.
"You, you didn't even let the child go, you are not a human being! You will get retribution!" Chen Ersao held on to her last breath and cursed Wei Mingliang.
Wei Mingliang replied coldly, "You will be the ones to suffer retribution!"
After saying that, he raised his leg and chased after Chen Laoer.
Taking advantage of Chen Ersao's counterattack, Chen Laoer ran out of the room.
However, he was seriously injured and before he could run far, Wei Mingliang kicked him hard to the ground.
At the same time, the Chen family members who were awakened ran out and saw two figures in the dark. They couldn't tell what was happening for a moment.
"Help, help me!" Chen Laoer stretched out his hand and asked for help from Chen Meijuan and her husband in front of him.
"Second, second brother?" Chen Meijuan shouted in panic.
But before Chen Laoer could respond, a knife flashed with a cold light and chopped down directly.
Chen Laoer's head was chopped off and rolled to Chen Meijuan's feet.
Now Chen Meijuan saw everything clearly. After a scream, the couple rushed into the room.
In panic, the two of them, and Chen Meijuan reached out and pushed back without thinking.
When she closed the door, she heard her husband screaming: "Chen Meijuan, you bitch..."
Soon the sound stopped abruptly.
Chen Meijuan was so scared that she quickly locked the door, not caring at all about what would happen to her husband outside.
When Mrs. Feng heard the shouting, she could no longer comfort the child. She asked Chen Meijuan in a panic, "That's Shun'an's voice. What's going on outside? Get out of the way. Let me go out and check on Shun'an."
As he spoke, he tried to pull Chen Meijuan who was leaning against the door. Frightened, Chen Meijuan pushed him away and said, "Mom, Wei Mingliang is crazy! He killed Shunan and is now outside. He wants to kill us too. You can't open the door. You absolutely can't open the door!"
"Bang!" A loud sound of kicking the door was heard.
It scared the three people in the house.
Chen Meijuan was so scared that she screamed.
"Ahhh, Wei Mingliang, you, don't come over here! Your parents' death has nothing to do with us. My second brother killed them. Now that he's dead, we're even. Please let us go, wuwuwu."
"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of banging on the door did not stop at all.
Chen Meijuan was almost scared to death. The crying child and the old lady Feng who insisted on opening the door after hearing that her son was dead almost drove her crazy.
Seeing that the door was about to be broken open, Chen Meijuan no longer cared about Old Lady Feng, and suddenly stood up and held the child in her arms.
When Old Mrs. Feng opened the door and rushed out, crying loudly while holding her dead son, Chen Meijuan suddenly threw the child in her hands towards Wei Mingliang.
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