"Master Huo, I don't understand what you are saying, cough cough..." Long Cheyu coughed continuously.

"Don't you understand?" The gun was lifted again and pushed back to his head, "Do you really think I'm reluctant to kill you?"

"Go to do it." Long Cheyu sighed, closed his eyes, and looked peaceful.

Plop.

His body fell to the ground.

One foot, gravity stepped on his chest.

The leather shoes were twisted a few times in the softest position, and the sound of bones shattering came out.

Long Cheyu vomited a lot of blood, and that's it, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fade away.

"Do you just want to die that much?" Mr. Huo stopped his fierce feet, squatted down, and patted his colorful face with gravity.

Long Cheyu raised a crack in his eyes, "What's the point of being alive for a person like me?"

"Is it because I heard that Luo Huan and A Ming had a wedding, so are you sad?" Mr. Huo ruthlessly poked at the most painful position in his heart.

"They are originally husband and wife, and they have children. What can I do if I hold a wedding?" Long Cheyu closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a burst of itch in his heart. He curled up into a shrimp-shaped shape, covered his heart, and coughed.

"You are so disappointing to me." Mr. Huo was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't get into the air.

"So, pick up your gun and kill me, just treat me as I repay you. I have given you my life for so many years of raising me, and we will clear you up." Long Cheyu said with all his strength and continued to cough again.

Has the ribs broken, injured the lungs?

It seems very serious.

This time, I'm afraid I really can't live.

But he has done everything he should do, and he has nothing to let go of.

Damn, at this time, he was actually thinking and laughing.

I haven't seen the little guy for a long time. I don't know if I have grown up again. How great it would be if I could hold the child again.

"Ayu, do you still remember it? I once taught you that there is nothing to be afraid of when a person dies. As long as it is for something worthwhile, it will be a big difference." Mr. Huo kicked him in the waist.

"Remember, isn't this the first class for every killer? Master Huo, what should I do? I really want to be brainwashed by you, but I can't succeed." Long Cheyu covered his mouth and giggled.

The more Mr. Huo said something, the more he couldn't help laughing.

Even if he had to vomit blood and laugh, he couldn't help it.

Maybe I am about to be liberated, I don’t have too many concerns or many thoughts.

The truth I didn’t dare to tell before is now very easy to say. After saying it, I felt so happy in my heart.

The days that cannot be controlled are about to end.

He is almost free.

"Ayu, I will teach you another sentence today. Although it is not very different for a killer to die sooner or later, but there is another type called "Life is worse than death." Mr. Huo patted his face, "You are not afraid of death, but are you afraid of life being worse than death?"

Long Cheyu shrugged indifferently, gritted his teeth, stood up, and sat cross-legged.

When he was in a downturn, he was still laughing. He knew that the more he laughed, the more angry he became.

And there is nothing in the world that is more interesting than angering Mr. Huo, isn’t it?

He has been looking forward to this day since he was a child.

"If I haven't tried it, how can I know if I'm afraid? Master Huo, you can do whatever you want, just do it directly, and don't ask for my opinion!"
Chapter completed!