With another sharp crack, Huang Er's other leg also became deformed.
Huang Er, wincing in pain, was unable to utter a sound.
He hunched over, his hands resting on his deformed calves, as if trying to mend them.
Suddenly, Huang Er raised his head and stared at Aunt Liu with bloodshot eyes.
He opened his mouth and shouted, "Jiabao! Huang Jiabao! Where the hell have you been? Get your ass up here right now!"
Aunt Liu stood there, her mouth almost splitting open to her ears.
"Huang Jiabao? Hahahaha, he's already waiting for you on your way to hell! Hahahaha... Tell me, should I break your arm first, or..."
At this moment, the knife in Aunt Liu's hand was hanging precisely above Huang Er's genitals.
Startled, Huang Er involuntarily pulled his legs back and let out another shrill wail.
At that moment, Zhou Chunhua's breath hitched, and her pupils dilated.
Huang Er...the place where he was sitting...was covered in blood.
The column of blood gushed out red liquid like a water pipe without a tap.
"No! I was wrong! Liu Xiaolan! Please spare my life! I won't do it again, I really won't do it again!" Huang Er cried out, clutching his wound.
"A way out?" Aunt Liu laughed uncontrollably, tilting her head back as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
However, she suddenly stopped the next second.
Aunt Liu lowered her head, looking down at Huang Er, whose face was pale and contorted with pain.
"When you did those wicked things that would bring you to have no descendants, you should have thought this day would come! What? You've done so many bad things, and you still want to keep your dog's life? Why do you only think about good things?"
After saying that, Aunt Liu put the knife in her left hand, raised her right hand, and wiped the blood off her hands with her clothes.
The area she rubbed with her hand quickly became a blurry reddish-black patch.
She shook her hand and spat into her palm with a "pui" sound.
That movement was just like that of an executioner in an ancient costume drama.
"No! Liu Xiaolan, what are you trying to do? I...no...I'm your husband, please don't kill me, please don't kill me..."
No one knows where Huang Er got the strength, but he moved his broken leg and tried to kneel on the ground.
But he couldn't move an inch at all.
But this did not stop him from kowtowing to Aunt Liu.
"I was wrong! Don't kill me! I was wrong! Don't kill me..." He was like a madman, only repeating this sentence over and over again.
"Hahaha..." Aunt Liu laughed nonstop, tilting her head back.
However, the next second, her expression suddenly changed, she raised the knife in her hand and swung it down in an instant.
"Ah!" Huang Er's wailing was so loud that his voice cracked.
With a thud, Huang Er's right hand fell to the ground.
A gush of blood spurted out instantly.
The air was thick with the smell of rust.
Zhou Chunhua's gaze fell on the severed limbs on the ground.
Those fingers... they even seemed to twitch!
*Pfft!* *Click!*
The sounds of flesh being torn and things falling rang out again.
Zhou Chunhua couldn't help but close her eyes.
No need to look! She knew it was definitely the sound of Huang Er's other arm being chopped off and falling to the ground.
Sure enough, Huang Er's heart-wrenching wails rang out again.
However, the next second, Huang Er's voice suddenly stopped.
It's like... like the TV suddenly lost power, and the sound disappeared in an instant.
An even stronger smell of rust, like ocean waves, hit us.
Even when she held her breath, they kept getting into her nasal cavity.
She unconsciously opened her eyes a crack and saw that Huang Er, who had been sitting sprawled not far away, had nothing on his neck.
No! He... he's like a human fountain!
Zhou Chunhua felt a churning in her stomach, and a rush of heat shot straight to her throat.
"vomit……"
She vomited.
I threw up everything I ate that night.
Even stomach acid and bile were vomited up at that moment.
Moments later, a strong smell of blood, mixed with a sour stench, filled the air and swept around.
She leaned against the wall, ignoring the nauseating smell of blood, and breathed heavily.
Under their watchful eyes, Huang Er slowly collapsed.
With a thud, it lay there, like a piece of pork that had been slaughtered and butchered.
She thought that was the end of it.
Who would have thought that, under her gaze, Aunt Liu would raise the blood-stained cleaver in her hand once again.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft, pfft!
The dull thuds of flesh being torn apart, and even bones being struck, echoed like drumbeats, one after another.
"Go to hell!"
"Go to hell! Go to hell!"
"I'll kill you! Die! Die!"
Aunt Liu's hand fell and rose, rose and fell, over and over again.
The sound of her loud laughter and whispers, coupled with the sound of flesh being torn apart, seemed to form a victory symphony, celebrating Aunt Liu's revenge.
Looking at Aunt Liu, who had gone so mad as to have almost lost her humanity, Zhou Chunhua leaned against the wall and slowly stood up.
"Aunt Liu?" she called out.
However, Aunt Liu was like a soulless meat chopper, her hands constantly falling and rising, falling and rising.
"Aunt Liu!" Zhou Chunhua's voice grew louder.
Aunt Liu, who had just raised her machete, suddenly froze in place.
She was still gripping the machete tightly in both hands.
However, he slowly turned his head to look in her direction.
It would have been better if she hadn't looked; what she saw gave Zhou Chunhua a real fright.
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