The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Let's go outside. I can get up early tomorrow morning and show you around town."

Nan Zhiyi took the dishes and washed them, then simply cleaned up for the two of them, calmly climbed onto the bed, turned her back to him, pulled the covers over her, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Qian Yujun waited for a while, and made sure that he really fell asleep like that, then he lay down carefully, facing the wall with his back to him, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Is he unhappy because I rejected him?

Or maybe it’s because I’m ugly, what he just said was really a joke.

As he thought about it, his fingers unconsciously touched the criss-crossing scars on his face. He let go as if he had been electrocuted and hugged his uneven body tightly.

I forced myself to close my eyes and not think about those things.

Who would really like an ugly person like me?

In the middle of the night, the sound of rain grew heavier, and he seemed to be back in that scarlet rainy night, when he was locked in the cellar by his mother, watching through the cracks as flesh splattered and blood stained the soil.

The screams of relatives and the cheers of the executioner could not be calmed for a long time.

In an instant the world became quiet, and the devils began to search everywhere, with the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets everywhere.

The heavy footsteps came closer and closer until they stopped in front of the cellar door.

"Brother Qin, look what I found?"

"Oh, you're lucky, you can find such a hidden place.

Tsk, damn, those people are really good at hiding things. Who would have thought that the entrance to the cellar would be inside the rockery.

"Pfft, let me open it and take a look. Oh! There is a fat white boy.

Look at how nicely he is dressed! Maybe he is a young master. Where is your family's martial arts secret book hidden?"

Xiao Qian Yujun's jaw was restrained, and he spoke timidly, "In the study."

"Bullshit, where did I find it? It's just some ordinary secret manuals. There is no such thing as the legendary "Phoenix Divine Art". How dare you lie to me?"

As he spoke, the vicious scar-faced man slapped Xiao Qianyujun and kicked him a few times.

"Third brother, you are still as irritable as ever. Let me question him."

As he spoke, the masked, righteous, gentle and elegant young man slowly squatted down, playing with a dagger in his hand.

The dagger pierced the skin and fresh red blood flowed out. Xiao Qianyujun frowned in pain, and the man's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Little guy, I'll ask you a question and you answer it. If you can satisfy me, I'll give you a good time.

Otherwise, I don't recommend trying all the criminal laws I know on you."

Little Qian Yujun looked at him with horror and nodded obediently.

"Have you ever seen the martial arts secrets your father used to practice?"

Little Qian Yujun nodded ignorantly.

"Do you remember where you put it?"

"bedroom."

"The one in the bedroom?" Xiao Qianyujun shook his head in confusion.

The man turned around and signaled, and the others followed his orders to go and look for it.

Unfortunately, after asking in many places, I couldn't find the peerless martial arts secret book "Phoenix Secret" that they talked about.

The man also became impatient and began to torture the woman, the cold knife slid along the texture of the skin, leaving traces of blood as it moved.

The pain was excruciating.

But he still kept asking about the fictitious martial arts secret book, "Where is the secret book hidden?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, and I've told you everything I know."

"How dare you lie to me, little brat."

"I don't have any. Our family really doesn't have any secret martial arts manuals that can give a person ten years of skill after practicing for one year.

What my father has achieved is nothing more than his talent and his daily training.”

"You stinky boy, you dare to lie to me? I want to see whether you are hard-mouthed or hard-boned."

……

Repeated interrogations resulted in more brutal tortures, and he felt no other emotions except pain.

"Father, mother, Xiaoyu is in pain..."

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"It hurts..."

Nan Zhiyi looked at the man who was convulsing and shaking in pain, hugged him with heartache, transferred her strength to him, and patted his back gently.

He kept repeating, "Be good, Xiaoyu, it's all over, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

You beasts, you even killed young children. You should be thankful that you died early, otherwise I would repay you with tenfold or a hundredfold the pain.

But it's not too late.

The Starry Sky Beast looked at Nan Zhiyi's eyes with horror, seeing the blue light flashing and countless data flowing.

"Master, what are you doing? Don't let your mind wander. Destroy this world, okay?"

"No, I just gave those scumbags a ten-thousand-year tour in the eighteenth level of hell."

Nan Zhiyi replied in a calm tone, but Star Beast shuddered and a chill surged into his heart.

Tongue-pulling hell, scissors hell, iron tree hell...

Each one is more perverted and terrifying than the other. I dare not even imagine it. If a soul still exists after tens of thousands of years,

The soul will not be broken into slag, right? It is probably no different from returning to dust.

At dawn the next day, Nan Zhiyi got up and got busy. He first prepared food and water, and then made some simple repairs to the house.

He then carried the seriously injured Qian Yujun on his back and walked towards the city.

As soon as the two men left, a group of ferocious-looking men arrived here.

Armed with machetes, they roughly kicked open the fence of the hut and filed in.

He pulled the shaky old woman up from the bed, held her head and pointed at the portrait, asking her to identify it.

"Mei Sanniang, do you recognize the two people in the painting?"

Mei Sanniang opened her cloudy eyes, and stroked the portrait with her wrinkled hands, carefully identifying it, then shook her head, "I don't know."

"Don't play dumb with me. Our people saw it. They have been here before."

"Don't think we don't know that you and Xiangzhuang are a bit dirty. You must be happy to hear that Xiangzhuang was massacred!

But I want to tell you that they are not good people. They have killed countless people and are accomplices of evil.

Now that they have slaughtered Xiang Zhuang, who knows what he might do in the future. If you dare to protect them, even if you have a hundred lives, they will not be enough to kill you. "

The big man who grabbed the old woman pushed her away angrily, and kept looking around the simple hut, as if he was determined to find out where the person could be hiding.

Mei Sanniang staggered after being pushed, and she stood up awkwardly holding onto the door frame, muttering timidly, "You adults are worrying too much. I really have never seen this."

As she spoke, Mei Sanniang seemed extremely frightened, her whole body trembling slightly, her head lowered, and her eyes unclear.

I didn’t expect that what I saw yesterday was actually true. Xiangzhuang was massacred and the Qin family was gone.

What a joy! What a joy!

God has opened his eyes and let me, Mei Niang, who was about to die, see the revenge in my lifetime.

My two friends helped me get revenge, so I have to do something to repay them.