Although she couldn't compare to Eighth Sister Liu Ruyan, who tried every means to torment Liu Chen, she certainly didn't treat Liu Chen like a human being.
Liu Chen raised a finger, pointing the tip at Liu Rumeng.
A black beam of light shot out instantly, piercing through Liu Rumeng's abdomen.
Liu Qingyan had no time to dodge, and blood flowed from her abdomen.
Fortunately, the wound was small enough that the internal organs could not spill out.
As Liu Chen's right fingers trembled continuously, the black beam of light condensed again and then shot out repeatedly.
Liu Qingyan's pupils shrank drastically as she desperately tried to escape.
She didn't expect Liu Chen to act so suddenly.
One second they were talking perfectly fine.
The next second, they delivered the fatal blow.
"At least when you wanted to take out my heart and give it to Liu Boda, it was you who used illusion magic to deceive my senses again."
Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to take my heart so easily.
Liu Chen only recently discovered this matter.
He used to think that he was in a daze when the Liu family took him to the hospital and then removed his heart.
But Liu Chen thought about it and realized that he had endured for years in the Liu family, just waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.
How could he be so careless as to be taken to the hospital to donate his heart to Liu Boda?
As his mental strength gradually increased, he remembered the truth from a few days ago.
It was Liu Qingyan's mental attack that caused him to be in a half-dream, half-awake state, and his heart was taken away in a daze, without him even having a chance to resist.
Liu Qingyan could no longer hear what he was saying.
Because it takes less than a minute or a second.
Liu Chen fired no fewer than a hundred beams.
A bloody hole more than a foot long appeared on Liu Qingyan's chest.
Heart, liver, blood, lungs, and other internal organs kept falling down from above.
Liu Qingyan lay half-lying on the ground, too weak even to cover her wound.
Liu Chen was ultimately a soft-hearted person and couldn't bear to see his sister seriously injured but unable to heal him.
So he conjured a dagger in his right hand, twirled it in his hand, and then skillfully and slowly twisted it.
Thumb, index finger, middle finger, ring finger, little finger...
Liu Chen's cutting movements were slow, yet extremely entertaining.
At first glance, it is as exquisite as a work of art, and every movement is incredibly fluid.
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