Strong duel

83 confrontation

The night is very cold, but without a trace of moisture, the lips are extremely dry, like a sponge stuck in the throat, and it is difficult to even make a sound.

The eyes are full of scarlet, like red lotus karma burning on the ground, the man like hell Shura is sitting in the only mahogany chair that is not stained by blood, evil and high above, the black windbreaker is the same as the cashmere blanket on the ground It was dark brown, so heavy that water could drip, but everyone knew that it wasn't colorless water stains.

The phosphorescent light fluttered in the man's eyes, reflecting a gloomy and evil face. The fierce god of hell descended in the dark and occupied his body. From every look, every sneer, and every whisper, permeated An aura of darkness, madness and evil enveloped the entire room.

In the hall, apart from all the killers, there was no trace of a living person. There was only a man covered in blood who was nailed to the ground. His body was covered with cut wounds. Every cut was just right, and the pain was extreme but not enough to cause him to lose too much blood and die. , His limbs were pierced deep into the floor by a sharp blade similar to a scalpel, like a centipede nailed by silver needles, twitching all over but struggling.

Next to him was a pair of mother and son who were trembling in a pool of blood. The woman's hands were trembling with blood, trying to block the pair of rabbit-like wide-open eyes in front of her. The little boy even forgot to cry, the big red eyes There were crystal tears in his eyes, and he timidly wanted to get into his mother's arms, but the woman's cobweb-like, blood-clotted, dry hair was grabbed by a man in black, and he pulled it up forcefully, with a kind of physical backlash. Kneel on the ground in a supine position.

Fresh blood was bubbling out from the incision on her neck, and it wouldn't be long before she would lose too much blood and die.

Looking at such a scene, it took Leng Hanye a long time to come back to his senses, his clenched fists were slowly stretched, and he realized that his hands and feet were icy cold.

Seeing him appear, the man sitting in the chair didn't show too much surprise, his eyes drifted obliquely, the indifferent eyes only stayed for a few seconds and then turned back again, completely ignoring his existence.

"How about Boss Fu, did you think of anything?" Jing Ze bent down, patted the blood-stained cheek with his slender fingers, and smiled lazily and serenely.

"No, I won't say it, I won't tell you!" The man looked at the demon in front of him in fear, trembling of extreme fear came from the depths of his soul, like a blunt knife sawing through him slowly, he was about to collapse Even so, he still categorically denied it, and was not going to reveal any information about the organization he belonged to.

The man on the chair shook his dirty face away, took out a tissue and wiped his fingers clean one by one, he shook his head regretfully, and sighed, "It seems that you don't even care about your wife and children, then I It can only be..."

Jing Ze moved his index finger slightly, but before he could say anything, a woman's hoarse scream came out, and then the voice was cut off in her throat by the knife that was stuck in her chest, and the handle of the dagger was in her own hand .

The sudden change made Jingze's eyes flicker. The woman's suicide was an accident, but it did not affect the result.

He shrugged innocently, and asked someone to pull up the crying little boy holding his mother's body on the ground, and said with a heartache, "Mr. Fu, this is the only child you have, where do you think I should start playing?" ?” He held his chin, lost in distressed thought.

Hearing his words, the people on the ground struggled and squirmed like earthworms, cursing sharply in a hoarse and hateful voice, "Are you still a human?!"

"Hehe, compared to me, Mr. Fu back then was just as good." The voice with a smile spit out gracefully, but no one felt warm. The cold chill spread throughout the entire hall, freezing the souls of the people on the ground.

Hearing what Jing Ze said, those unwilling and hateful eyes dimmed, his voice stuck in his throat, and he could only make a rattling sound. This was his retribution, the price he had to pay for what he did back then, if Knowing that this day would come, they would not have treated that woman like that in the first place.

"It seems that Mr. Fu still doesn't plan to say it, um, then this little guy's life will be lost." Jing Ze raised his hand with a wicked smile, and one of his subordinates aimed the muzzle at the little boy's heart .

"No..." The man screamed in pain, the hands nailed to the ground stretched forward in vain, trying to grab something, maybe it was the only pair of shoes in front of him, maybe it was impossible hope, but he couldn't move at all , Can't grasp anything, he can only watch everything happen.

"Stop!" The chilling atmosphere was broken by a cold voice, and Leng Hanye walked up to the man who was as dark as a demon. He looked straight into the long and slender eyes with raised brows, and said calmly, "Let this child go, I'll let you go!" They will brainwash him and send him to an orphanage."

As if hearing some joke, the man in the chair looked at him jokingly after a long while and mocked, "Who do you think you are? Why should I let him go? Huh?"

Leng Hanye frowned, "He's just a child."

One sentence successfully touched Jingze's reverse scales, like an enraged beast, kicked out unexpectedly, Leng Hanye was kicked to the lower abdomen before he was prepared, and the severe pain like wringing made his feet go limp , Kneeling on the ground with one knee, the internal organs convulsed, and cold sweat slipped down the resolute cheek instantly.

The slightly lowered head was clamped and the lower jaw was lifted, and the eyes with a little pain slammed into a pair of evil eyes full of killing desire when the beast snatched the prey, and the murderous look in horror turned into a bloodthirsty smile, "Huh? Children? Back then, these people When you slaughtered the unborn baby in your stomach, why didn't you think that it was a child, a life that was cut out of the body before it came to this world!?"

Through the eyes that are close at hand, it's not that Leng Hanye didn't see the pain and regret carried in these eyes, he doesn't know what happened to this?It will make him have such a deep hatred, he can even feel how strong his hatred is through the strength of his fingertips, but he can't accept Jingze who kills even women, children and children, he can't bear that this person has become A demon who kills without blinking an eye, and what he did also brought back those dark memories of his childhood.

"Jingze, you really are no different from your father." He looked directly into the eyes above and said so.

The evil eyes narrowed slightly, and the man smiled cruelly, "I am different from him, I know how to cut grass and roots." Jing Ze pointed at the little boy and said viciously, "If you kill him, maybe he will thank me, no need to hate me You don’t have to live in nightmares every day, you should have a deep understanding, don’t you?”

He mercilessly peeled off Leng Hanye's hard-fought scabbed wound, and exposed all the bloody things in front of his eyes again. He even felt that this was not enough, so he continued, "Are you really regretting now, regretting that you were at that time?" He survived, grew up soaked in hatred since he was a child, and will always be burdened with shackles that cannot be let go. In such an environment, I am afraid that this heart is also distorted, right?" He pointed to Leng Hanye's heart and said, " Leng Hanye, I really feel sorry for you."

"Yes, I regret it! I regret why I didn't kill you in the first place!?" His heart was aching, and the terrible nightmares that accompanied his growth stimulated his nerves, and his emotions began to agitate. "I'm pathetic? Hmph, how can you be better yourself, Jingze! Do you dare to say that you don't hate? Do you dare to say that you live a reckless life? You should be the most pathetic person, right? You don't even have your own enemy." You know, who is the saddest!?"

The lower jaw was pinched with enough force to crush the bones, and the black eyes were cold and cold, "Leng, Han, Ye." He called out his name word by word, exuding the danger like the waves on the eve of a storm on the sea. Imposing, "You really have the guts to speak so outspokenly, do you really think I won't kill you?"

When Leng Hanye frowned more and more tightly, he shook off his hand with white fingertips due to too much force in disgust, and said in a cold tone, "Jing Ze, who used to be delusional, is dead, and now I love you. Without a trace of emotion, you'd better be careful and not meddle in your own business."

"I won't let you kill this child." Leng Hanye stood up, with an indestructible belief in his eyes, which were as black as glass like Jing Ze's.

In a short period of time, Jing Ze stared at him from evil to laughing, like a water lily suddenly blooming on the surface of a silent lake. He sat on the edge of the mahogany chair with his knees hugged, looking at the anger in front of him. Congsheng's person wrote lightly, "Since you insist on getting involved, you might as well first weigh whether you can do it with your own abilities."

Being blocked by Yi Mo, Jing Ze finally ran out of patience. He raised his hand, and a dozen killers in black costumes flashed in from outside the door. They looked at the only outsider standing in the hall with cold eyes. I wanted to teach them a lesson for a long time, and today the boss finally gave them a chance.

"Have fun with Mr. Leng, don't show mercy."

"Yes!" More than a dozen sonorous and forceful answers approached the lonely Leng Hanye with excitement full of killing intent...