: "You're dreaming! I just won't give it to you, what can you do? If you have the guts, kill me!"
Seeing him yelling wildly, Yu Linglong shook her head with some regret, and said softly: "Do you think I dare not kill you? Or are you not afraid of death at all?"
It is impossible not to be afraid of death. Yu Linglong has seen people who are not afraid of death, but they are definitely not like Yan Huzi. If a person is really not afraid of death, he will not hide like a turtle when something happens .
Well, it was because he didn't believe that he dared to kill him.
Yan Huzi struggled desperately, trying in vain to break free from the ropes that bound him, and shouted arrogantly: "If you kill me, I will still be a good man eighteen years later!"
Seeing his look of death as nothing, Yu Linglong inexplicably felt a little funny.
She used to think that this kind of situation would only appear in TV dramas, but she didn't expect that Yan Huzi would do the same thing with her.
interesting.
Well, since you are really not afraid of death, then sister will have fun with you!
167 Aren't You Afraid of Death
The winter sunshine generously falls on the tall and majestic Yongding Gate, and also shines on the crowded crowd under Yongding Gate, bringing some warmth to these people who still don’t forget to watch the excitement in the cold winter.
Yes, right here, in broad daylight, there is a very exciting scene going on.
A few tens of feet away from the ground, a stout man was hanging in the air with his hands bound by hemp rope, his feet kicking in vain, but he couldn't find any point of strength at all.
Even though the crowd on the ground raised their heads as far as possible, they couldn't see the face of the person hanging in the sky clearly, they could only see the dark chest and the beard.
That's right, the man hanging on the city tower for public display is Yan Huzi who was once all-powerful.
But he was not the focus of everyone's eyes, and what everyone saw more was the woman in black robe sitting on the tower.
The strong cold wind blows the woman's robe and curls like a cloud tide, and her long hair flutters in the wind, making her look like a fairy in the world, although she can't see her face clearly , but this tolerance alone has already overwhelmed all the women in the mundane world.
At this moment, she was sitting on a high city wall, her slender body seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, but she still looked fearless. She was playing with a dagger in her hand. Under the sunlight, the knife burst out dazzlingly shine.
Yu Linglong lowered her head, glanced at Yan Huzi who was hanging in the air like a fat bug, and couldn't help laughing.
Stretching out the embroidered shoe, Yu Linglong kicked him on the head, and said with a smile, "How is it, the scenery here is not bad?"
Yan Huzi had no focus in mid-air, and when Yu Linglong kicked him lightly, his body swayed violently, as if he might fall off at any moment.
The wind blowing from above made him almost unable to open his eyes, so how could he have the heart to appreciate the scenery? Hearing Yu Linglong's teasing words, Yan Huzi said angrily: "Fuck you, give me a good time if you have the guts!"
The words in his mouth were quite firm, but the way he subconsciously grasped the rope still revealed his inner timidity.
Such a high place, it would be nonsense to say that it is not afraid!
When Yu Linglong heard his yelling, she smiled so much that Lingling's eyes were like two clear springs, and there was a chill in her heart: "What's the point of that, it's just fun like this!"
"Fun ass—"
Before Yan Huzi's voice fell to the ground, he heard a bang from above his head. The sound was not loud, but in his ears, it was so frightening that his heart almost stopped beating.
Even the person who is least afraid of death will involuntarily have a strong desire for life at the moment of death, and Yan Huzi is the same. What was the voice that came from just now
He raised his head with difficulty, looked at the rope above his head, and saw Yu Linglong was playing with a dagger in his hand, looking at him with a half-smile, but the thick hemp rope that tied him was cut off. , the neat ends of the rope fluttered in the wind, making people shudder to see.
What tricks is this woman playing
Seeing Yan Huzi looking up at her, Yu Linglong smiled even brighter.
"Soon, you'll know if it's fun or not."
Yan Huzi quickly understood what Yu Linglong meant, and saw that delicate little hand like white porcelain holding the gleaming dagger as if it were picking up flowers. Little by little he cut the rope in his hand.
A strand of hemp rope broke, and then expanded to another strand. Soon, another piece of rope broke with a bang.
While slowly cutting the rope, Yu Linglong looked playfully at Yan Huzi's increasingly frightened face, his eyes reflected the blue sky, Yu Linglong could almost see clearly, the gradually dilated pupils in his eyes .
Yu Linglong still had an expression of indifference, and with a casual wave of her little hand, another piece of rope broke.
Seeing the thick hemp rope getting thinner and thinner, Yan Huzi's heart was already in his throat.
Every time the rope was cut, he thought that he was going to fall from a high tower in the next moment, but every time he closed his eyes in horror, he found that the most terrible thing hadn't happened, and immediately after, the next paragraph The twine is about to break again.
This repeated mental torture almost brought him to the verge of collapse. He no longer dared to struggle, or could not struggle at all, because all the muscles in his body became tense due to fear, and he seemed to be able to feel that his The calf is already cramp.
As time passed, he couldn't help but start to imagine what would happen if he fell from the tens of feet of the tower.
Unrecognizable, brain burst, bloody, broken bones...
Horrible words popped out of his mind uncontrollably one after another, describing in detail the tragic situation after his death, no matter how courageous Yan Huzi was, he couldn't help but tremble.
At this moment, he realized deeply that everything in this world is so insignificant compared to life. Even if he keeps his position as the boss of Tiansha Hall, what else can he enjoy when everyone is dead?
Seeing Yu Linglong's dagger swung towards the few remaining ropes again, Yan Huzi finally shouted: "Enough!"
Yu Linglong stopped the movements of her hands, and looked at him with her beautiful eyes like black agate, with a bit of surprise, as if wondering why he yelled to stop.
Yan Huzi said tremblingly: "This, this little lady, I know I was wrong, so please spare my life."
Yu Linglong tilted her head slightly, with a half-smile on her peach-like pretty face, she said softly, "What are you talking about? I can't hear you."
Seeing that the dagger in Yu Linglong's hand got closer to the rope, Yan Huzi gave it all up and shouted loudly: "I surrender! The Tianshatang belongs to you! From now on, you are the boss of the Tianshatang!"
This sound exhausted all his strength, and the crowd below heard it clearly, and suddenly there was a burst of exclamation.
Who would have thought that the person hanging on the tower was Yan Huzi, the boss of the capital and Tianshatang
Yan Huzi revealed his identity, and everyone couldn't help but be more curious about the mysterious woman in black on top of his head. What is the origin of this woman, so that Yan Huzi can bow his head and admit defeat
Yu Linglong looked down at the disintegrated Yan Huzi, with a smile as bright as the morning glow on her pretty face.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
People who have never experienced death will never know the fear before death. From the very beginning, Yu Linglong had no intention of really killing Yan Huzi, but Yan Huzi was too arrogant to let him bump into him. I don't know how hard the south wall is.
The thin rope on the top of the head made a rattling sound, as if it might break at any time, Yan Huzi was so frightened that he could not speak coherently, and kept saying: "You, you help me up, I promised you, you will forgive me." Take my life!"
But Yu Linglong didn't seem to be in a hurry, she calmly said, "Since you are no longer the boss of Tianshatang, why should you negotiate with me?"
Yan Huzi was at a loss for words.
Yu Linglong shook her head regretfully, and said softly, "It's a pity that you promised too late."
His little fair hand drew a bright light in the sun, and Yan Huzi only heard a swish sound from above his head, and he fell straight down!
He couldn't hear the shocking exclamation of the crowd below, couldn't see the bright sun in the sky, he could only hear the whistling wind in his ears, and only saw the hard ground that was approaching rapidly.
Is he dying? This time, is he really going to die
The feeling at this moment was filled with the fear of dying, his mind was unusually clear, and he quickly recalled all the past events. The family who seldom cared about, the gentle and considerate wife, and the children who laughed around their knees...
It turns out that the most important thing in his life is not the Tianshatang
It's a pity that he didn't realize this until the moment before he died.
Seeing that he was about to hit the ground, he subconsciously closed his eyes, but what was waiting for him was not the terrifying sound of the skull breaking.
A sudden force came from his wrist, stopping him abruptly about three feet above the ground. Although he was pulled and hurt all over, he clearly realized that he was not dead, he was still alive!
A younger brother from Tianshatang rushed forward, untied the rope on his wrist, and shouted repeatedly: "Boss, boss! How are you?"
But he didn't seem to be able to hear other people's voices at all, and didn't respond at all. He just sat on the ground blankly, staring blankly at the front, for a long time,