‘Bang!’

Zhuo Yang hit Jeff Benoit with a low whip. The gloomy laughter came to an abrupt end. He fell to the ground in response. Benoit turned over from the ground and slapped at Zhuo Yang.

come over.

‘Bang!’

Kicking straight in the chest, Benoit flew backwards, "Cast!" hit the wall and fell to the ground. Benoit, who was lying on the ground, reached out and touched around and looked around, trying to find something that could be used as a

It’s a pity that this place has been abandoned for many years, and anyone who can be used has long been left alone, except... half a refractory brick.

Zhuo Yang didn't even move, and the brick flew away from him eight feet away. In a hurry, Benoit had no idea at all. Benoit, who rushed up again, was slapped in the face again by Zhuo Yang's high leg.

On the way, he smashed back to the ground. Benoit said in his heart: The newspaper said he was very good at fighting, but it was true.

He was self-aware and the facts were very clear. According to the different combat strengths of both sides, he could not even get close to Zhuo Yang, and could only be knocked to the ground again and again. So, Benoiso lay down without any hesitation.

Get up.

"Get up, let's continue." Zhuo Yang hooked his hands.

"Ha~Ha~Ha~Ha~" Benoit laughed again, his laughter like the friction between a file and a bone. "I can't beat you even if I get up. If you have sex, you will beat me to death, ha~Ha~

Ho~”

"Do you know why I hit you?" Zhuo Yang spread the hem of the windbreaker and put his hands into his pockets.

"Ofly, for Bevli..." Slap! There was a kick in the stomach. "The answer is correct! What else?"

"And your damn sister...ah--" With a scream, Zhuo Yang's feet stomped on his knees. This time it was obviously harder than before, because the pain came more severely.

Benoit curled up on the ground with his knees in his arms. "Damn it, ah——, you damn bastard..."

Zhuo Yang opened his eyes and watched him roll on the ground for a while. After a little calming down, he reached out to grab the collar, picked up Benoit, leaned against the wall to let him stand firm.

"Say your words again and let me hear them."

"Then listen! And your damn bitch..." 'Bang!!' How could Zhuo Yang allow him to say it? He hit the ribs hard. This time he was really ruthless and interrupted

After Benoit's two ribs, blood poured out of his mouth.

Benoit screamed in pain, but he couldn't go down. Zhuo Yang grabbed the collar and pushed him against the wall. He wailed loudly, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth, flowing onto his shirt and jacket.

"...Damn it, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Zhuo Yang, you should die, you should die, and that bitch Bevli, you should die..."

Gritting his teeth and cursing, he swung his fist at Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang grabbed his wrist with his left hand, grabbed the collar with his right hand and lifted it hard, and both arms were whirling and sweeping his legs outward. Benoy was like

Like a broken bun, it slapped the concrete floor hard after 270 degrees straight in the air.

Before Zhuo Yang could stop his body and the ground, he emitted a powerful force from his dantian, and penetrated his right leg, and ran quietly between the chest and abdomen of Benoit, who was lying on the ground. Benoit came from the ground

He soared into the air and flew back three meters away and was stopped by the shear wall columns in the factory.

He no longer had the ability to resist, had many fractures on his body, and his internal organs were seriously damaged. Benoit could only let out a hint of moaning, his body was covered in blood and was gone.

After using hidden force to severely beat Benoit, what should I do next? Zhuo Yang doesn't know.

Zhuo Yang is not a killer or a gangster. His original intention of this behavior was to teach Benoit a lesson. He was afraid that he would defeat him and did not think about killing Benoit. But now, Benoit is not convinced.

"...If you have a kind of thing... just kill me... come..." Benoit murmured.

What should I do now? Kill him? Killing people is not easy, especially if the opponent no longer resists. Do you continue to beat him? If you continue to fight like this, you will be beaten to death.

"...Do you dare to kill me? You are a celebrity and a top-notch person. Are you willing to become a murderer?"

If both sides fight fiercely, it may not be difficult to kill the other party in impulse, but if you kill someone in a relatively calm mood, ordinary people need professional training to do so.

"...Do you dare? I have a bad life, but your life is very valuable. Do you dare?"

This is the biggest advantage of gangsters when facing ordinary people. They have no power, no money to use, and are not more capable than ordinary people. They do not have a bunch of brothers who are loyal to each other, but they have a bad life.

"...I have a bad life, I won't eat my dog ​​even if I die, but do you dare to accept it? Haha, you don't dare, you are a regular person, you are a top person, Zhuo Yang, you don't dare to kill me..."

A normal person has no way to compete with a gangster. It is impossible to trade his own life for his bad life that even a rotten vulture would despise him.

"...Haha, you dare not kill me, but I dare to kill you...Haha..."

Zhuo Yang put his hands into his pockets again: "Okay, then get up and kill me."

Benoit shook his head: "I will kill you, but not now, I can't beat you, but I will kill you..." The meaning is obvious: You can't hide from the black gun behind you.

"...either you kill me today, otherwise you can't hide. Do you dare? Haha... I'm a bad life..."

Zhuo Yang does not have the psychological quality of killing people and does not know how to kill people.

"...I will pester you like a ghost,...you can't hide, you are a celebrity, I am trash, you can't hide!"

Zhuo Yang has never been mentally prepared to kill anyone, and he has never planned to kill anyone from beginning to end today.

"...It's not just you, but that bitch Bevli, and of course, your damn sister. You can't hide it, haha...hahaha..."

Zhuo Yang had never killed anyone, but at this moment, he had murderous intentions.

"...If you don't kill me today, I will kill you one day, and they..., my bad life is enough!"

Zhuo Yang took out Benoit's Swiss switchblade from his pocket and approached the dead dog with a life-threatening life in front of him. He was dirty and vicious and had a hard mouth in his dead duck.

Zhuo Yang spread his left arm and raised the knife in his hand flat in the air. This is a damn person. Zhuo Yang must remove him for his sister's safety. As for what to do after killing Benoit, he hasn't started thinking.

Where should I cut it? The throat or carotid artery? In this way, a lot of blood will flow, and the blood will spurt out. Or directly pierce his heart? There will also be a lot of blood.

By the way, Uncle Li mentioned it. Should I put away the knife and just twist his neck? Will the sound of a broken cervical spine be very noisy?

Benoit looked at Zhuo Yang standing in front of him. He couldn't see his face clearly in the shadow of the moonlight, nor could he see Zhuo Yang's gaze. But Benoit smelled the breath of death, Zhuo Yang was like holding it in his hand.

The God of Death's Scythe.

"...Zhuo Yang, you dare not kill me, you dare not kill me..." Benoit finally felt the threat of death, and he finally began to fear.
Chapter completed!