The one eye of that damn bitch emanated immense hatred. He stared at me for a long time, then suddenly laughed coldly. My hair stood on end and I got goose bumps all over my back.
"You killed my sister Rose and blinded one of my eyes. I want you to pay with blood." She said this while gritting her teeth. A stream of bright red blood flowed out from the blind eye. Although the room was bright and full of sunshine, I felt a strong chill in my heart and shivered involuntarily.
I snorted coldly and said, "That depends on whether you have the ability to do it."
"You'll know in a moment. I'm not in a hurry to kill you. I'm going to torture you slowly, bit by bit, until you have only your last breath left. Then I'll grind your bones into ashes!" Damn it, the tone of this bitch is a kind of torture, especially the last sentence, which makes us terrified.
I picked up a wok in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, and slowly walked out of the kitchen. I stood across from the dining table and sneered, "You haven't fully recovered from your injuries yet. It's not a good choice for you to come to me in such a hurry. I have invented a new way to deal with living corpses. I will make you feel like you are in heaven!"
The dead bitch's face suddenly changed. I guess I guessed right. Her injuries haven't fully healed yet. Also, my method of dealing with the living corpses scared her to death. No matter what I say, she will believe it.
"Bah, you are so uneducated. Is it appropriate to use the term 'ecstasy' here? You should say 'I will discipline you to death eighteen times! '" I was completely convinced. This girl was still in the mood to correct my wording.
The bitch stood up with a sneer, looked at the pot and kitchen knife in my hands and sneered: "Are you going to kill me with these two things?" His words were full of sarcasm.
"Why do you care what I use to kill you? If I kill you, Yaxue will definitely not help you get revenge. Director Ling will also find evidence of his crime of raising zombies from you." I hit the iron pan and the kitchen knife with a "ding-dong" sound.
"What? Director Ling?"
"How did you know?"
A surprised head popped out from behind me, and a frightened one took a step back. However, Shen Bing immediately shrank back when she saw the miserable state of the bitch.
A bold guess really exposed the true identity of the bitch. The mastermind behind raising corpses alive was Director Ling, Yaxue's father!
I said a lot of nonsense, just to make her lose her concentration, and then I swung the iron pan over to her face, and at the same time I jumped onto the dining table and pointed my finger at her chest. I had already bitten my finger, so everything was ready, except success!
Although the bitch was distracted, she reacted quickly, stretched out her hand to grab the handle of the iron pot, and dropped it down to block her chest. My finger happened to poke at this time, but I couldn't stop in time and poked it on the bottom of the pot.
My finger was almost broken, and I shivered in pain, so I took it back and put it in my mouth. The sneak attack failed, which meant there was no second chance. But I had a second plan. I rolled on the dining table, jumped to the ground, quickly returned to the kitchen, pulled Shen Bing up and jumped onto the kitchen counter, and pushed Shen Bing out.
I knew this was the seventh floor, and if I jumped down, I would be dead. But there was no other way to go. When Shen Bing opened the window just now, I had already checked the situation outside. There was an air-conditioning compressor on the left side of the window, and a drain pipe on the right side. It was not a dead end. I threw Shen Bing onto the compressor first, then jumped out and grabbed the drain pipe.
Shen Bing was riding on it, holding the compressor tightly, her face pale with fear, she pouted at me and cried, "Asshole, do you want to kill me?"
I waved my hand at her, signaling her not to speak, and raised my right finger and placed it under the windowsill. We were on the left and right, and under the window, just out of the sight of the bitch. If she wanted to see us, she would have to stick her head out of the window, and my finger was waiting here.
I held my breath, looked up at the window, my heart pounding. This was a bold bet. If that bitch didn't fall for it and flew out of the window, I could kick her one by one and we would be turned into human meat pies!
Fortunately, the bitch was a fool. She stuck her head out of the window, and the moment her forehead stuck out, my finger touched it. Because I came prepared, it seemed that she automatically raised her forehead, and my finger touched her forehead exactly.
A scream pierced the sky above the entire community, and it was chilling to hear even in broad daylight!