He laughed lowly, his eyes were provocative, and his lips were shaking, and he said, "Let go... Lao Tzu,... I'll tell you."
A student dare to say that he has killed many people? Hahaha, when he is a fool
Military school students dare to kill? Can you continue to study if you kill someone? Hahaha, want to lie to his grandfather grandfather
There is only one way to deal with a person who always thinks he is strong, so that he can see what is better.
Ye Jian, who took out a knife from his pocket, smiled faintly at him, grabbed his two fingers, and when a cold light flashed in his dark eyes, the knife that was swung also flashed with a cold light, and the moment he swung it down, Sun Yaozu screamed "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh for his little finger and ring finger."
The scream of "Ahhhhh" spread a bit far, and a few cold birds flew away from the nest.
"Send you a meeting gift, smile." Ye Jian wiped the blood-stained knife on his coat, then smiled slightly: "Your knife is very sharp, I use it very smoothly."
Ye Jian, who was caught, did not carry any weapons except the silver wire on his wrist, and this knife was the knife Sun Yaozu used to blind Ye Jian in the basement.
Now she holds it and it's very good.
"Speak well, if you are wrong, I will continue to cut your other eight fingers. As long as you can resist it, I will be happy to play with you." Ye Jian said flatly, the bloody eyes never let her look more. One glance, "Take a good look at the two fingers that have been cut off. Next time, I think I will cut the palms together. I won't cut one, and I will leave one for you."
Blood, Yu Ye Jian said, is already commonplace.
The ten fingers connected to the heart, cut two pieces at a time, and the huge pain directly cut off Sun Yaozu's always domineering confidence. Holding his fingers, he moved along with the dark blue light, and saw the two half-cut fingers he had cut off.
Bloody fingers, neat white broken bones... She just cut it off so easily.
It is actually a bit difficult to make a person who has the habit of overbearing and domineering suddenly become afraid. Facing his two severed fingers, Sun Yaozu was afraid, but he was not afraid to beg for mercy. "Dare you, you... You..."
"Of course I dare, don't you believe it? It's okay, I'll cut your two fingers again..." Ye Jian raised her eyebrows, not giving Sun Yaozu a chance to react at all, and quickly grabbed his other hand like lightning. , The cold light of the knife flicked through Sun Yaozu's eyes, and the sound of his rushing from his throat with his pupils tightened was even more miserable than before.
Ye Jian smiled coolly, "There are only six left. If you don't believe it anymore, just keep cutting it."
The screaming Sun Yaozu believed it, he really believed it!
Only now did he realize that the Ye Jian he was facing at this time was not the Ye Jian he knew at all, let alone the Ye Jian that he thought was easy to clean up.
Easily cut off half of her little finger, without a trace of fear, as if... She had done too much of this kind of thing, and she was completely numb.
Thinking of this, Sun Yaozu, who had always walked sideways, was finally so afraid that there was panic in his eyes. When he fell to the ground, he couldn't hold his hands tightly. With both hands amputated, he was sore that his forehead was sweating and grind his teeth.
The dead girl who barked in his mouth, the bastard who was swearing... could really kill herself, she could really kill herself.