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- What is this called? Is it true that the dying person is invincible? Yang Zongbao laughed at himself.
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In the darkest room of Furama.
The flower monk was shirtless, with only a crotch cloth on his lower body, and he was playing with a cold-lighting samurai sword in his hand. The Ice Girl was kneeling in front of him, looking like she was being slaughtered.
"Ice Girl, I have always thought that you are my most loyal, but this idea is shattered now!" Monk Hua slowly placed the blade of the katana on the Ice Girl's slender neck to test it back and forth. But the ice girl remained motionless, with a determined expression on her face.
"Okay, I'm really not afraid of death!" Monk Hua was not discouraged by Ice Girl's stubbornness: "You know, I have many ways that are more terrifying than death."
The ice girl's body shrank, but her back did not bend.
"You're really infatuated!" Monk Hua laughed: "Then let's see how long your infatuation can last!"
When Ice Girl heard the threat, she couldn't help but tremble. She knew that Monk Hua would definitely make her life worse than death, but when she thought of Yang Zongbao, everything seemed not so important. Originally, she could avoid suffering great pain by dying, but the ice girl had a belief in her heart - that is, as long as she lives, there is hope of reunion.
Monk Hua just likes Ice Girl¡¯s stubborn personality and lets him use it to her fullest. After all, it¡¯s more satisfying to torture a person with backbone than a weak one.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but the ice girl¡¯s eyelids were so swollen that she couldn¡¯t even open her eyes, her tied limbs completely lost feeling, and the skin all over her body felt hot, as if it had been ripped off alive. In fact, the ice girl's feeling was correct. Her skin was all red and swollen, and she was covered in tattoos from her neck to the top of her feet and back of her hands.
Monk Hua was very comfortable, drinking blood-like red wine while admiring his masterpiece. Although the ice girl's swelling has not subsided now, it is not difficult to see the wonderful picture in the future, of course, the premise is that the ice girl can survive.
¡°Thanks to Ice Girl for betraying him, Monk Hua could operate on her, otherwise it would be really hard to find someone with a strong will. In addition, the ice girl is a woman, so she is even more tenacious to survive the entire tattoo process. The more delicate the tattoo, the more demanding it is to choose the target. Just like the one on the Ice Girl, the person being tattooed must be awake throughout the process, so that the tattoo can change color with emotions.
"You are useless!" Of course, Monk Hua also has a pity, that is, all the receptors on the Ice Girl's body have been damaged by him, and she will no longer feel anything.
"" The ice girl opened her mouth and lowered her head dejectedly.
"It's so boring. There are indeed very few people whose will is stronger than their body. I wonder if Yang Zongbao can" When thinking of Yang Zongbao, Monk Hua couldn't help but lick his lips and look obsessed.
"boss!"
Monk Hua¡¯s sexual intercourse was disturbed by his subordinates.
¡°Something seems to have happened to our people!¡± The evil spirit in kimono reported to the flower monk.
"oh?"
"All our people seem to be sick!" The evil spirits were also worried.
¡°It¡¯s just us?¡± Monk Hua asked again.
"Yes! Of course, infections have also occurred in my family."
"Really?" Monk Hua felt confident: "That's the only person in the world who can do this. It seems like I have to visit my old friend!"
As he spoke, Monk Hua walked over to the Ice Girl who was fixed on the circular bracket and rubbed her red and swollen skin. As expected, the latter shrank and said, "Look, your betrayal has caused me a lot of trouble. Woolen cloth!"
The ice girl could not speak and her vision was blurry, but she listened to what Monk Hua said word for word.
"Are you secretly happy? Huh!" Monk Hua suddenly became fierce and stabbed the ice girl's eyes horizontally with a knife.
The ice girl silently opened her mouth, letting the warm liquid enter her mouth, and her whole body twitched
"That's weird, you still have feelings?" Monk Hua pretended to think for a moment, then smiled: "By the way, I didn't move your eyes."
The ice girl's eyes were slowly squeezing out along with the blood, and she was completely unable to think. The original guilt towards Monk Hua completely turned into a deep-seated hatred. People's minds are very complicated. They were originally loyal and loyal, but suddenly they became very resentful of Monk Hua. The ice girl originally didn't care what her appearance looked like, but when the flower monk destroyed her eyes, she was furious. This kind of anger and hatred gave the dying ice girl a sudden hope of living.
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Yang Zongbao set up the tea set in the living room at home and waited.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? flower monkWhen he arrived at Yangzhai, he saw Uncle Mei already waiting for him at the door.
"When did I become so important? I'm a little flattered!" Monk Hua was still his usual self.
"The young master said you are in danger now, so I'm here to welcome you!" Uncle Mei is also a master of disguise.
Monk Hua narrowed his eyes, and his originally slender eyes became even longer. Although he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to challenge Uncle Mei. After all, he had no chance of winning against the old man in front of him.
After Monk Hua was taken to the place, Uncle Mei backed away.
Only Yang Zongbao and Monk Hua were left in the room.
Yang Zongbao pointed to the opposite side of him.
Monk Hua sat over.
As soon as Monk Hua sat down, Yang Zongbao started making Japanese matcha.
Monk Hua seems to be very accustomed to Yang Zongbao¡¯s tone and doesn¡¯t rush him.
Handing the teacup to Monk Hua, Yang Zongbao picked up his own cup.
The flower monk smelled it with his nose: "It smells very good!"
"This is my first time!" Yang Zongbao seemed very satisfied with Monk Hua's knowledge of the goods.
"Why do we need to do something?" Monk Hua is still used to taking the initiative.
"You should know!" Yang Zongbao replied.
¡°Did I do something wrong?¡± Monk Hua was not sure whether Yang Zongbao¡¯s answer was what he had in mind.
"You didn't do anything wrong, because you were a mistake."
"Why?" Monk Hua was still smiling.
"I'm preparing for the funeral!"
Monk Hua understood immediately and got up to leave.
"You can't leave!"
Yang Zongbao feels tired, why are his ideas so naive? I always thought that I could come and go whenever I wanted.
"What? Brother Yang, do you think you can still keep me in your current state?" Monk Hua knew Yang Zongbao's current physical condition just by looking at his face, so he relaxed a little.
"You think I'm the only one in this house?" Yang Zongbao also found it funny. Could it be that the other party thought he would fight alone?
"Brother Yang, aren't you a gentleman?" Monk Hua didn't know when Yang Zongbao became such a rogue.
"Never!" Yang Zongbao pointed to the seat where Monk Hua sat just now: "Sit down and talk!"
Monk Hua¡¯s face was completely distorted, revealing a majestic face. This side had never been shown in front of Yang Zongbao.
But Yang Zongbao was indifferent and turned a blind eye, as if he had foreseen it: "Don't look so scary, sit down and drink tea!"
Monk Hua sat down reluctantly, tightening and loosening his hands on both sides, loosening and tightening again. The Yang Zongbao in front of him was obviously very weak. As long as he moved a little, Yang Zongbao could be killed in an instant But Monk Hua was not sure whether all this was an illusion deliberately displayed by Yang Zongbao, so he hesitated
"Do you really want to kill me now?" Yang Zongbao watched Monk Hua's every move.
"Yes!" Monk Hua gritted his teeth.
"Then why don't you do it?" Yang Zongbao had a leisurely attitude and changed his posture: "If you don't do it, I will!"
Monk Hua suddenly got angry, put his fingers into his throat, and retched.
Instantly the air was filled with the stench of stomach acid.
But Yang Zongbao was not affected and continued to drink by himself.
When Monk Hua couldn't vomit anything anymore, Yang Zongbao laughed slowly: "Stop vomiting, it's useless!"
"You didn't poison the tea?" Monk Hua felt that he had been fooled.
"No, on the contrary, I took it. I just want to tell you that it can't be solved by vomiting!" Yang Zongbao ignored Monk Hua's glare: "The medicine I made is not something you can vomit out if you want to. . Its mucosa is highly permeable, and it will be absorbed almost as soon as it comes into contact with your mouth, esophagus, and stomach. Your violent and forced vomiting just now has just accelerated the blood circulation throughout your body, so you can be said to be extremely poisoned now. ¡±
"You are so despicable!"
"It seems inappropriate to say this from your mouth, Monk Hua, right?" Yang Zongbao poured another glass of water for Monk Hua: "Rinse your mouth, you are poisoned anyway, so you don't care about it!"
"I didn't expect you to treat me like this!" Monk Hua calmed down and stared at Yang Zongbao with anger: "After I tell you the reasons, I will kill you!"
"As for me, it seems I won't live long, so I don't want to leave you in this world to harm others!" Yang Zongbao said honestly.
"Brother Yang, are you saying that you can't bear to leave me?" Monk Hua suddenly changed his attitude and became alluring.
¡°Well, I¡¯m a little reluctant to part with it!¡±
When Monk Hua heard Yang Zongbao¡¯s words, he suddenly became serious: ¡°What poison was given to me?¡±
"A flu virus has ravaged the Western continent for decades, killing at least 50 million people. And I changed the composition of some viruses to match the genes of Chinese people You should also know this very well! "Yang Zongbao explained to Monk Hua.
Hearing this, Monk Hua calmed down: "Brother Yang, it's better to detoxify me! Otherwise, I won't guarantee the safety of the people around me!"
"Are you threatening me?" Yang Zongbao seemed to be able to feel the heinous and cruel thoughts in Monk Hua's head.
"Yes! Brother Yang, you have known me for so long, you should know that I can do anything." Monk Hua thought he had found Yang Zongbao's weakness, and he was very proud.
"It is indeed a threat! But how about watching the news first?" Yang Zongbao said and turned on the TV.
The TV screen was full of people wearing masks, and a news reporter was drooling in front of the camera. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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