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The fat man kept saying, "It really has nothing to do with me. I just want to live, I don't want to hurt you. Please don't let me come over, please don't come over!"
I stared intently at him without saying a word.
He stopped, raised his pistol, and pointed it at his head.
The middle-aged fat man's face was filled with fear as he said in terror, "Why, why are you trying to kill me! I, I didn't mean to! If you dare to kill me, you'll suffer the same fate!"
"Is that so?" I sneered.
The fat man felt a chill run down his spine and kept begging for mercy while staring at the gun barrel.
But I didn't hear a single word he said after that.
"I'll give you money, I'll give you money, okay? He only lost one hand, I'll give you a million, how about it, a million. I'm a director, I have a lot of money! You don't believe me? Ask them. As long as you don't kill me, I'll do whatever you want."
I squinted at his words, a cold laugh escaping my lips.
"Really, anything is fine?"
The middle-aged fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard me agree, and then said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, whatever you want, I'll buy you anything you want, even ten million! As long as you don't kill me!"
I remained expressionless, lowered my pistol, and pointed the muzzle at his calf.
The middle-aged fat man saw that I put down my pistol and assumed that I wouldn't lay a hand on him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Bang!
With the last bullet in my pistol, I hit his calf.
"Ah!" The middle-aged fat man's face changed instantly. He fell to the ground, clutching his leg and screaming in pain, cursing, "You, you said you wouldn't kill me!"
I took a few steps back, looking down at him, and said, "Yes, I didn't say I wanted to kill you, because I wanted to torture you."
"What do you mean?!" The middle-aged fat man stared at me in horror.
“The literal meaning,” I said.
"No, no!" The middle-aged fat man looked around, seemingly trying to find something to resist. A moment later, he saw the two knives I had thrown on the ground and immediately reached out to grab them.
The moment his hand reached out, the machete in my hand fell instantly.
Clang!
He severed his right arm with a single stroke, the blade striking the floor with a thud.
"Ah!" His right arm was completely severed at the joint, the cut was clean. The middle-aged fat man was stunned for a moment, and the moment he reacted, he held his severed arm and screamed in agony.
Ignoring how painful and cruel his screams were, I said, "The shot I gave you earlier was a lesson, and this cut off of your right hand is the price you pay. Don't worry, it's not over yet. I won't kill you with my own hands, but I'll make sure you die a very satisfying death."
The three people around me were terrified by my actions and retreated, not daring to approach me at all.
The middle-aged fat man kept screaming in agony, but I ignored him. I walked to his calf and swung my knife. Although the knife was sharp, I didn't have enough strength. With one stroke, I only managed to cut off half of his bone.
The middle-aged fat man was in so much pain that he actually sat up.
I didn't give him a chance to resist. I stepped on his ankle and, with another swift motion, severed his calf.
"Ah!" Another piercing scream rang out.
After doing all this, I took three steps back, and suddenly felt exhausted.
Chopping off his hands and feet was not only to avenge Li Qiming, but also to vent his own resentment. If that fatso hadn't pulled Zhong Linxuan away, Zhong Linxuan would probably still be alive. If he hadn't been blocking the door from behind, Li Qiming would probably still be unharmed.
All these unexpected events were caused by this fatso.
I don't know who he is, and I don't care to know. I cut off his hands and feet because I simply wanted to torture him and watch him die.
After a while, the fat man was too weak to shout anymore and lay on the ground, seemingly on his deathbed.
I couldn't be bothered with him. The monster outside the kitchen door kept roaring, trying to get in. But the door was an iron door, and the monster couldn't get in.
I sat next to Li Qiming, waiting for him to wake up.
As for the other three people, they didn't dare to come near me at all; they looked at me as if they had seen a ghost.
Yes, what I did just now was really frightening. Even I find it terrifying to think about it now that I've come to my senses, let alone them.
After waiting in the kitchen for about ten minutes, Li Qiming still hadn't woken up, but his breathing was steady and his heartbeat was stable, so there shouldn't be any problems.
However, one of the three men asked, "Excuse me, may I ask if he might turn into one of those zombies outside?"
I looked up at him, and the man instinctively took a step back.
I stared at the three of them closely and suddenly realized that they were all quite good-looking. The man was handsome and tall, and one of the women looked pure and beautiful with exceptionally bright eyes. The other had a stunning figure that made it hard to look away from her chest.
Moreover, these three people all looked very familiar.
I frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and pointed at them, saying, "You are, actors?"
"Huh?" The three people seemed a little taken aback by my sudden question.
But the three of them nodded.
My mind was a mess just now, but now that I've calmed down, I can recognize who they are after taking a closer look.
"Ugh!"
Just as I was about to speak, Li Qiming, who was lying on the ground, suddenly cried out.
Upon hearing the voice coming from Li Qiming's mouth, the three actors and celebrities immediately took a step back, not daring to approach, for fear that Li Qiming would turn into a monster.
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