Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

With the combination of biochemical weapons and biochemical weapons, the five-meter radius around the location of the three people has become a poisonous circle, and the yellow-brown gas enveloped the three people's figures.

"Uncle, why don't we save Zhang Wei?"

Xiao Wu pulled Wang Er's sleeves. This was the nth time Xiao Wu asked if he wanted to take action.

But Wang Er still shook his head and stroked Xiao Wu's head to signal him to stay calm.

"Don't worry, we're not in a desperate situation yet. We have to teach them a lesson this time."

When Xiao Wu saw this, she stopped insisting. After all, Tang San was Wang Er's son, and her father wasn't in a hurry, so why should she be in a hurry.

The poisonous gas will eventually dissipate, and Luo Sanpao's fart is no exception. In such an open terrain, its performance is actually somewhat limited.

If it is in a sealed environment, the power of the Fart King will definitely increase by several levels.

As the yellow-brown fart smell dissipated, the three people shrouded in biochemical poisonous mist revealed their true appearance.

Like a god of war, City Lord Noting stepped on Tang San's face with the bare toes of his right foot, stamping half of Tang San's head into the soil.

His left hand held Yu Xiaogang's neck and kicked Yu Xiaogang's butt hard with his size 43 leather shoes, cursing with yellow-brown smoke coming from his mouth.

"Damn you, you stinky bastard. It's disgusting to hurt but not to kill. A garbage martial spirit like you should be a shit beetle!"

Don't underestimate Luo Sanpao's fart just now. Although it is not very powerful and cannot hurt people's bodies, the mental insult is extremely strong. For a moment just now, the Lord of Noting City even felt that he had appeared for a moment because of the stench. dizziness.

If Yu Xiaogang hadn't been too weak, people of the same level would have killed him five or six times just because of the dizziness he felt at that moment.

As strong as the feeling just now was, Lord Noting was so angry in his heart at this moment. He was simply not a son of a man, and a stinky person doubted life.

Yu Xiaogang was no longer able to resist. He was kicked on the buttocks one after another by the Lord of Notting City. The cold cowhide boots studded with iron nails made his buttocks bloody and bloody, and he almost lost consciousness.

If he still had the strength to speak, he wanted to defend himself. It was obviously Luo Sanpao who farted, why did you kick my ass?

As a well-known master in Douluo Continent, I, Yu Xiaogang, have always paid great attention to my personal image. How could I do such an indecent thing as farting in front of others?

But Yu Xiaogang was so weak that he couldn't even say a word. He could only groan under every violent impact of City Lord Noting.

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of spit that made Tang San doubt his life was spat out by Lord Noting and splashed on Tang San's face. The smell of old phlegm instantly choked Tang San and woke him up.

"Little thief, I will let you watch me torture and kill your beloved teacher.

This is just the first step. You won't die so easily. Next, I will kill your father and the girl you like. The methods will become more and more cruel, so that you can also experience the feeling of losing a loved one! "

Normally, Lord Noting was prepared to splash cold water on Tang San to wake him up, but under special circumstances, he could only use spit instead.

This mouthful of old phlegm smeared on Tang San's face, making it difficult for him to breathe, for fear of accidentally inhaling the old phlegm smeared on his face.

Click!

Tang San opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first scene he saw was City Lord Noting twisting Yu Xiaogang's arm.

And Yu Xiaogang was also well aware of the sinister intentions of Lord Noting, so he gritted his teeth without making a sound. Only the cold sweat streaming down his forehead could prove how painful it was to have his arm wrenched alive.

"Mistress, don't be afraid, it doesn't actually hurt...hiss!"

Despite the pain, Yu Xiaogang was still comforting Tang San thoughtfully, trying to make his psychological shadow as small as possible.

Unfortunately, he was not good at fighting and could not adapt well to the pain of a broken hand. In the end, he hissed in pain, which made this consolation not perfect.

"Jie Jie, it doesn't hurt, right? Then try again!"

City Lord Nuoding saw Yu Xiaogang's thoughts. He was trying to comfort others despite the pain. That was really awesome.

slap!

This time it wasn't the sound of bones breaking.

Yu Xiaogang twitched on the spot, rolled his eyes, drooled from the corner of his mouth, and fell into a state of loss of consciousness.

"teacher!"

Tang San screamed for him. The sound of cracking eggs was probably the cruelest punishment for men. Although Yu Xiaogang had never used it, at least it had been used before.

Being caught and beaten by the Lord of Notting City, Tang San was in great pain, but his mood was relatively stable.

Having his nostril poked by Lord Noting's sockless toe, Tang San couldn't bear it and fainted, but he was not angry.

But when he saw his beloved teacher being trampled into an unknown gender by the Lord of Notting City in front of him, Tang San was instantly filled with rage.

A force that didn't know where it came from quickly swept through his body. Tang San forcefully used his face to open Lord Noting's athlete's foot. After overturning Lord Noting, he hugged Lord Noting and fell into a coma, with a look of being spoiled. Expressive Yu Xiaogang.

"Today's revenge will be repaid tenfold tomorrow!"

A broken arrow appeared in Tang San's hand, and the sharp arrow was aimed at the aorta on Yu Xiaogang's neck.

Obviously, Tang San was planning to help Yu Xiaogang resolve his pain, kill his master with his own hands, and then escape, stabilize his growth, and then come back for revenge.

This decision was made so decisively, on the one hand, because Yu Xiaogang is almost a disabled person now, and there is no meaning in living.

On the other hand, Tang San truly realized the gap between himself and the Lord of Notting City.

It's just like an adult beating a child. There is no chance of winning, and no useful body is left behind, so he can seek revenge in the future.

Anyone with a discerning eye could clearly see Tang San's motives at a glance, and City Lord Noting was naturally aware of it, but he was not in a hurry, but waited for Tang San's next move.

It might be more satisfying to save Yu Xiaogang and then torture him to death, but it might be more cruel to let Tang San kill his master with his own hands, leaving a lifelong psychological shadow on the boy in front of him.

What's even more cruel is that when Tang San kills Yu Xiaogang and prepares to escape and take revenge later, he then personally cuts off this kid's unrealistic ideas.

It’s so funny that I can’t run away at all.

If Lord Noting planned to keep Yu Xiaogang now, it would still be too late, let alone stop Tang San from escaping.

Killing must be done with heartache, otherwise it will only be physical pain, which is not enough to relieve the pain of losing his son.

Tang San, who was holding the arrow in his hand, did not hesitate. He also knew that the difference in strength was too big, and if he hesitated even a little, he would miss the opportunity.

The arrow broke through the skin and inserted into Yu Xiaogang's aorta. It was like turning on a high-pressure faucet. Blood spurted out, covering Tang San's head and face. The warm blood made Tang San's burning anger even worse. One chip.

"Teacher, I'm sorry!"