1075 Professional, cut off your flesh piece by piece

The giant snake was killed by the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen, but the flower hall of the Feng Mansion was turned into ruins because of the fight.

"You are indeed a little devil." Feng Qingchen raised his foot and kicked Zhezhe who was lying on the ground.

Please forgive her childish and petty behavior. No one would be happy to see their house collapsed. Although it was just a front yard, she was still angry. You know, her house was built less than a year ago.

"I'll get it back from him later." The Ninth Prince wiped his face in disgust.

When the flower hall collapsed, although he and Feng Qingchen ran fast, they were still covered in dust. In addition, they were sweating from the previous fight, so the dust on their faces was particularly uncomfortable.

"I'm going to get it back from him now without waiting for later." Feng Qingchen ran to the backyard, brought a bucket of water, and poured it on Zhezhe.

Crash...

Although the weather was not cold, it was still very painful to have such a large bucket of water hit your face. Zhezhe woke up because of the pain. He opened his eyes, but he could still see people blurry. He blinked several times before he was completely awake. His little eyes were full of confusion, and it seemed that he hadn't figured out what was going on.

"Cough cough..." Zhezhe started coughing as soon as he opened his mouth, not sure if he was choked by the water or if he was injured.

"Awake?" Feng Qingchen said in a cold and arrogant tone, with his arms folded, looking down at Zhezhe.

Feng Qingchen has learned a lesson from the painful experience just now, that is, never treat Zhezhe as a child, but treat him as an adult with mental illness, so that she will not be unable to do it.

"You...where is my Honglan?" Zhezhe narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bloodthirsty red light flashing in his eyes. Confronting his eyes would make people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

"At such a young age, he has such a strong murderous aura. This kid is too abnormal." Zhai Dongming kept three steps away from Zhezhe. He didn't want to happen again.

"He is not a normal child. There are only a few children like him. He is more terrifying than those adult murderers." Feng Qingchen agreed.

"Tell me, what did you do to my Honglan?" Zhezhe asked again, her delicate little face was a little distorted, and her clear eyes turned blood red.

"Dead." The Ninth Prince replied in a neutral tone.

"How dare you kill my Honglan? You deserve to die." Zhezhe roared, extremely violent. I don't know if it was because he was too angry or because he was too strong, Zhezhe rolled over and actually jumped up from the ground.

"I will kill you and feed your bodies to the snakes."

"Snap..." Zhezhe pressed his wrist, and the ring in his hand suddenly straightened and shot towards Feng Qingchen.

This was not enough. Zhezhe not only attacked Feng Qingchen, but also fired the same hidden weapon at Zhai Dongming and the Ninth Prince respectively. This hidden weapon was his bracelet and collar.

"Damn, why are there so many deadly things on my body." This time Zhai Dongming reacted quickly and dodged it with a flash. However, he didn't expect that the ring turned into a hidden weapon, and it seemed to be alive. It went straight forward and didn't hit Zhai Dongming, and then turned back.

"What the hell is this?" Zhai Dongming quickly drew his sword and knocked the hidden weapon away with a clang. But when he turned around, it flew back again...

In comparison, Feng Qingchen was much more relaxed. He pulled out his gun... and with a bang, blood splattered everywhere.

"Hey, this thing is alive." Feng Qingchen was so shocked. He turned around and saw that the Ninth Prince and Zhai Dongming were entangled by hidden weapons, so he quickly shot and helped them down.

"Huh...finally stopped." Zhai Dongming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to apologize to Feng Qingchen, but when he looked up, he saw Zhezhe holding a dagger and stabbing at Feng Qingchen, his delicate little face looking crazy and cold.

What a terrible child.

Zhai Dongming shouted, "Qingchen, be careful."

"Puff..." The Ninth Prince reacted much faster than Zhai Dongming. As soon as Zhai Dongming opened his mouth, the Ninth Prince stood in front of Feng Qingchen, grabbed Zhezhe's knife-holding hand, and thrust the dagger into Zhezhe's body with his other hand.

"Ah..." Zhezhe screamed in pain.

"Does it hurt?" The Ninth Prince lifted Zhezhe up again so that they could look at each other.

He had no habit of squatting down to talk to people, nor was he willing to lower his head.

"It hurts." Zhezhe's face was pale without a trace of blood, which made his eyes look even more charming and dazzling.

For a moment, Feng Qingchen thought of vampires.

"It's good that you feel the pain." The Ninth Prince coldly pulled out the dagger from Zhezhe's body, and blood flowed out.

"It hurts so much." Zhezhe instinctively covered his wound, sweating profusely.

He knew that being stabbed by a knife would hurt and his face would become distorted, but he had never known it to hurt so much.

"It's no use screaming in pain." The Ninth Prince threw Zhezhe to the ground again and shouted, "Someone come."

"Your Highness." Soon, the personal soldiers who were waiting outside the door arrived.

"Strip him naked, leaving only his inner garment, and tie him to the back of the carriage." The Ninth Prince pointed at Zhezhe and said.

"You dare." Zhezhe said weakly.

The Ninth Prince didn't even bother to look at him, and his personal soldiers were as cold-blooded as the Ninth Prince. They didn't care at all that Zhezhe was just a child, and regardless of Zhezhe's struggle, they stripped Zhezhe's clothes off in a few seconds.

After taking them off, Feng Qingchen saw that Zhezhe still had five or six deadly things on his body.

This is even more professional than the Left Bank.

"Take off your underwear, shake off everything on your body, and cut your hair." The Ninth Prince originally wanted to give Zhezhe some face, but when he saw that this child had so many things that were used to kill and rob people, he still took ruthless action.

"Let me go, let me go. If you don't let me go, I will kill you. Do you hear me? I will kill you." Zhezhe struggled continuously regardless of the pain in his body.

With this movement, more and more blood flowed from the wound, and the wounds on his body became more and more painful. The Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen and Zhai Dongming pretended not to see it. This child did not deserve sympathy. If they showed sympathy, they would be the unlucky ones.

Zhezhe soon stood naked in front of the three men. After the personal guards removed the poison and hidden weapons that Zhezhe had hidden on his body, they helped him put on clothes.

A six-year-old child also has a sense of shame. No matter how bad the Ninth Prince is, he would not do this. He had no choice but to strip Zhezhe naked.

Clothes are easy to take off, but hair is difficult to cut. Zhezhe refused to agree no matter what. The Ninth Prince stepped forward and pressed his acupoints. Zhezhe remained motionless and could only let his personal soldiers shave his head.

Snap, snap... With every strand of hair that fell, a string of eyeballs rolled down. The little person sobbed silently, which was really heartbreaking. However, Feng Qingchen could not feel sympathy when he thought about how he almost died at Zhezhe's hands just now.

Not only that, the Ninth Prince also said coldly: "Crying? What's the use of crying? Didn't those people you killed cry? And you have never been soft-hearted. Master Zhezhe, remember what I say. How you treated those people in the past is how I will treat you in the future. But you can rest assured about one thing. I am not you, so I will not kill you. I will let you live and live well."

These words were more terrifying than killing Zhezhe. Even though Zhezhe was very young, he understood the meaning of the Ninth Uncle's words. He shrank back for a moment, then shouted angrily, "No, no, you can't do this to me. I am the young master of the Demon Sect. Those people are just lowly people. I can kill them if I want to. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will torture you to death, cut off pieces of your flesh, and feed them to you."

"If you have the ambition, I will wait and see."