Almost at the instant Zhou Ziwei fainted, Liu Xiaofei also involuntarily convulsed, her head lolled to the side, and she passed out.
At that moment, her expression and physical reaction were strikingly similar to Zhou Ziwei's.
The only difference is... Zhou Ziwei's pain is physical, while hers is emotional!
"Damn it, it's not going to die like this, is it?! I haven't even given you a chance to watch the show yet..."
Seeing that Zhou Ziwei seemed a bit off after collapsing, the buck-toothed dragon frowned, turned around and glared at Xiao Liuzi, saying, "You little brat! You didn't sever his carotid artery, did you?! Otherwise, if it was just a limb injury, he shouldn't have died so easily!"
"Uh... this... I don't think so!" Seeing his boss get angry, Xiao Liuzi became terrified and hurriedly said, "I shot him right in the bones. I guess he... I guess he just passed out from the pain. He shouldn't be dead!"
"It's good you're not dead, otherwise I'd make you pay with your life!"
After cursing, the buck-toothed dragon turned his attention to Liu Xiaofei. He first lifted Liu Xiaofei's shirt, checked the timer on the time bomb, and seeing that there were exactly eight minutes left, he immediately pinched Liu Xiaofei's philtrum hard with his fingernail. After Liu Xiaofei woke up, he smiled sinisterly and said, "What... you feel sorry for your man because he's injured? Hehe... there's more interesting stuff to come!"
As he spoke, the buck-toothed dragon waved to the eighth brother beside him and said, "Go... push the door down, and then everyone get ready. Right there on the door, in front of that kid, we'll gang rape his girl... Haha... I want to see what kind of reaction this crippled guy can have!"
"Yes, boss!"
Old Ba was so excited that his pockmarked face lit up. He hurriedly ran over and knocked down the two door panels that were leaning against the warehouse entrance. Instantly, a cloud of dust was blown into the warehouse by the cool, damp wind.
The fanged dragon then pulled Liu Xiaofei to the door panel, put his foot down, and laid Liu Xiaofei, who was bound like a rice dumpling, down on the door panel.
At this moment, Zhou Ziwei was still lying motionless in the rain, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive. Baoyalong felt that if Zhou Ziwei didn't know anything about it, then there was no point in him toying with this woman. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and shouted at the driver who had brought Zhou Ziwei, who was still sitting in the car in the distance, trembling, "Hey... Old Wang, come and check if that kid is dead or not?"
The fanged dragon may appear to be rough and reckless, but it is actually quite cautious.
He still can't forget the photos his seventh brother secretly took of his brothers' corpses, and the gruesome sight of the third brother's body lying like a pile of mud.
In his view, the third brother's death looked exactly like he had been crushed to death by a jackhammer at a construction site.
If Zhou Ziwei could really beat Lao San like that with his bare hands, then he would definitely be a very dangerous person.
Therefore, even though Zhou Ziwei's limbs appeared to be broken and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive, the fanged dragon would never rashly approach to check on him.
Moreover, he couldn't bear to let his other five brothers take this risk. After all, he only had a few capable brothers left. If one of them died, he would be one less. If they all died, then he, as the eldest brother, would be nothing!
As for the driver, Lao Wang, he was just an insignificant nobody. It wouldn't matter if he died, which is why the fanged dragon asked him to come and check on Zhou Ziwei's condition.
Although the driver, Lao Wang, was extremely unwilling, he dared not disobey under the fierce gaze of the fanged dragon. He could only reluctantly get out of the car and then move step by step, trembling with fear, toward Zhou Ziwei.
"Damn it... can't you hurry up! Hurry up... go over there and stab that kid in the hands and feet a few times, see if he's really dead yet!"
The fanged dragon was furious at the sight of Old Wang. He was waiting to get his share of the rice and had no time to watch Old Wang's slow-motion performance. He immediately raised his gun and fired a shot at the top of Old Wang's head. A lock of Old Wang's hair flew up, and Old Wang screamed in fright, falling face-first to the ground.
After touching his head and realizing he was still alive, he dared not delay any longer and hurriedly got up and walked quickly toward Zhou Ziwei...
"Oh my god... he moved... he moved!"
Old Wang had only taken a few steps closer when he saw Zhou Ziwei's shoulder twitch. He was so frightened that he scrambled backward, but in his haste, he tripped over a rotten log lying by the roadside and fell flat on his back. He then closed his eyes and refused to get up.
I don't know if he really fainted or was just pretending to be dead.
In fact, Zhou Ziwei only lost consciousness for a few seconds before he immediately woke up again under the stimulation of the incredibly powerful soul energy in the Sea of Souls.
Although his injuries were not very serious, the series of excruciating pains had almost drained him of all his strength.
Although the person regained consciousness, they no longer had the strength to move forward.
Moreover, it seems that in other people's eyes, he should have all four limbs broken and be unable to walk at all.
If he suddenly jumped up and walked forward again at this moment, those bandits would probably immediately understand what had happened.
So Zhou Ziwei had no choice but to endure it for now, mobilizing a large amount of his soul power to repair the pierced wound on his leg as much as possible, while accumulating the little physical strength he had recovered.
But when he heard that Baoyalong actually wanted Lao Wang to come over and stab him a few times, Zhou Ziwei knew he didn't have time to wait any longer. He could only pretend to slowly wake up, slowly raise his head, and then slowly move his body forward while looking at Liu Xiaofei, who was lying on the door panel looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
There's only one meter left! If Zhou Ziwei were to stand up and walk, he could cross this short distance in just two or three steps.
He is now crippled with all four limbs severed, so he can't stand up and walk, or even crawl on his hands.
So Zhou Ziwei had no choice but to use his shoulder and abdominal muscles to wriggle like an earthworm in the muddy, rainy ground.
He could only use this method to slowly shorten the distance of one meter, inch by inch.
The six bandits were stunned for a moment.
They were people who lived on the edge, living a life of constant danger, so naturally they were all rare and ruthless characters.
Even the most ruthless of all, the Fanged Dragon, had never seen a man as ruthless as Zhou Ziwei… With all four limbs severed, he could still crawl forward like a worm? This was fucking obsessive! Or… had his feelings for this woman reached such a foolish level? It seemed that as long as he had a breath left, he would never give up…
That's a real man! That's fucking manly!
"Holy crap...you're fucking awesome!"
Bucktooth Dragon couldn't help but give Zhou Ziwei a thumbs up, sincerely praising him, "I, Bucktooth Dragon, have lived for over thirty years and have never admired anyone before, but from today onwards... you're the first one I admire! Damn... you're ruthless, even more ruthless than me, Bucktooth Dragon! Hahaha... if I had met you two years earlier, I, Bucktooth Dragon, might have been begging and pleading to be your boss, but now..."
The fanged dragon gave a sinister laugh, then waved his hand, saying to the other five thugs, "You little bastards... get him... while this guy still has a breath left, let's show him how we're going to mess with his girl..."
"No—Brother Ziwei—"
Just as the buck-toothed dragon turned around to tear off Liu Xiaofei's clothes, Liu Xiaofei finally managed to bite a hole in the tape sealing her mouth, and immediately let out a mournful cry that sounded like a cuckoo crying blood!
Seeing Zhou Ziwei, whose limbs were severed yet who was still relentlessly crawling towards her using his body's instincts, Liu Xiaofei was heartbroken. Her tears of emotion had long since dried up. Finally, with a mournful cry, two streams of bright red blood slowly slid down from the corners of her ruptured eyes, flowing over her crystal-clear white cheeks, leaving behind speckled marks, like plum blossoms blooming on a pristine snow-capped mountain—a beauty that was both heartbreaking and chilling…
"No... Brother... how about... how about we just let it go!"
For some reason, Xiao Liu, who was usually the most lecherous, suddenly had a change of heart when he saw Zhou Ziwei, whose limbs were "severed" but who was still struggling in the rain, and Liu Xiaofei's face covered in blood and tears. He kicked Lao Ba, who was about to pounce on Liu Xiaofei, aside, and then knelt down in front of Bao Yalong, saying, "Big brother... anyway, the brothers can't be brought back to life after they die. Let's just kill these two to avenge them, but please... please don't let them suffer this kind of humiliation before they die! Boss... I beg you... let's just let it go! Tie them together, and then we'll leave! You see... there's not much time left, let's just let them die together as a pair of lovebirds..."
"What are you saying? You...you're actually pleading for them?"
At first, seeing the blood and tears streaming down Liu Xiaofei's face, Bucktooth Dragon felt a slight pang of pity. However, upon hearing Xiao Liu's words, his inherent ruthlessness was reignited. He immediately grabbed Xiao Liu by the collar, hauled him into the air like a chicken, pressed the muzzle of his gun against Xiao Liu's forehead, and asked in a sinister tone, "Tell me... do you think I'm too cruel? Do you...?"
Grabbed by the fanged dragon, Xiao Liu trembled slightly. Daring not to meet the dragon's chilling gaze, he lowered his head and stammered, "Boss...you...you are ruthless, otherwise how could you be our boss! But...but...look how pitiful this woman is...I...I'm afraid she'll become a vengeful ghost and haunt us after she dies like this! So...Boss, shouldn't we...should we just kill them?"
"Very well... For some unrelated woman, you actually dare to disobey the boss! Good... good... good..."
The fanged dragon squinted and shouted "Good!" three times. A fierce glint flashed in its half-closed eyes, but then it turned to look at the five brothers who were still following it. It sighed softly and the gun in its hand suddenly fired a crisp trigger click.
"Bang—" Instantly, a bloody hole appeared on Xiao Liu's forehead, and the flying blood splattered all over the face of the fanged dragon, making his ferocious face look even more ferocious...
Volume 1 The Rebirth of a Prodigy Chapter 119 Slaughter
Blood splattered from Xiao Liuzi's forehead, and he died instantly. His whole body convulsed, and his breathing and heartbeat rapidly weakened. However, his eyes still revealed a trace of doubt and resentment as he stared intently at the fanged dragon so close to him, dying with his eyes wide open.
He never imagined that the fanged dragon would actually kill him, even though the fanged dragon was ruthless and always acted without reason, only by means.
However, the fanged dragon, who had been with them since childhood and had gone through countless life-and-death situations with them, was only fierce on the surface, but had never shown such ruthlessness before.
Normally, when the fanged dragon got angry with its brothers, it would just beat and scold them without thinking, and it had even cut off three of one of its fingers once, but it would never actually kill them. But this time...
Why...why...
Xiao Liu murmured the questions in his heart, but ultimately, due to suffocation, he could no longer utter a single word. His head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing completely...
"Boss, you...you really killed him?"
The other four bandits were equally incredulous, staring blankly at the fanged dragon, speechless for a long time, their eyes clearly revealing their feelings at that moment.
Besides fear, there was only heartbreak...
Yes, they were heartbroken.
Even if Xiao Liuzi disobeyed Baoya Long's wishes, does it really warrant killing him outright? Could it be that the boss is willing to abandon his brothers of so many years just to avenge his girlfriend?
"No...I didn't..."
With a flick of its wrist, the fanged dragon sent Little Six's corpse crashing to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He swore to God he really didn't intend to kill Xiao Liu, but for some reason, the gun in his hand suddenly went off! His finger really didn't pull the trigger! The gun fired by itself…
Despite the truth of the matter, Bucktooth Dragon knew he couldn't explain it to his brothers, and given his personality, he disdained to explain anything to others. He gripped his gun tighter, turned to his brothers who were eyeing him menacingly, and said coldly, "Yeah... I killed him, so what? He dared to stop me, he was courting death! What... do you want to avenge him or something?"
The eighth brother was the most timid. Seeing that Xiao Liu had already been killed by the Fanged Dragon, he was afraid that the dragon would become enraged and kill him indiscriminately as well. He quickly raised his hands to show his loyalty and said, "No, no, no... You are the boss, my boss for life. I, the eighth brother, will always be loyal to you, no matter what, my heart will never change..."
Seeing that these people didn't seem to have any resentment towards him because of Xiao Liu's death, Bao Yalong felt relieved. He immediately turned around and glared at Lao Ba, saying, "Fuck your mother, if you're loyal, you don't have to say it so disgustingly!"
With a "bang," before the fanged dragon could finish speaking, the gun in his hand fired again, and a bullet mercilessly pierced into Lao Ba's chest, causing him to stumble and fall backward to the ground with a thud.
"Boss, I...I'm loyal to you...why...why..."
Old Eight pointed one finger at the fanged dragon, his other hand clutching his wounded chest, but he couldn't stop the blood gushing out like a fountain. His eyes flashed with endless resentment. Finally, unable to stop the flow of life, his lips twitched twice, and he followed in Little Six's footsteps, never to close his eyes again...
"No--"
When the gun in his hand went off again, the fanged dragon was so shocked that he jumped back a step and instinctively threw the pistol that had killed two of his brothers far away!
There's something fishy going on! There must be something fishy here!
A pistol misfires; it doesn't mean that a gun will automatically fire a bullet just because it's sitting there perfectly fine.
The fanged dragon was afraid that the gun would misfire again. Although he had gripped the gun tightly in his hand, his index finger had actually left the trigger. Therefore, theoretically, the gun should not have misfired again. So why... why did the gun kill Lao Ba again?
There's a ghost... there must be a ghost!
The fanged dragon, who fears nothing, is now nearly driven to the brink of collapse by this completely inexplicable supernatural event.
But at that moment, he saw his three remaining brothers pull out their pistols and point them at him...
"Boss, you've gone mad! Eighth Brother has already pledged his loyalty to you, yet you still want to kill him... I suppose... next you'll be killing the rest of us, right?"
The three thugs had an almost instinctive fear of the fanged dragon, but seeing him ruthlessly killing his brothers one by one, they naturally disregarded their fear and brotherhood in order to save their own lives! Even though the fanged dragon had dropped his gun, they still dared not relax their guard in the slightest, because the fanged dragon never carried only one gun.
However, these three ruthless bandits were not decisive or ruthless enough. Since they were determined to fight against the Fang Dragon, they should have shot and killed him immediately instead of talking nonsense.
Upon noticing the murderous intent in the eyes of his three henchmen, the fanged dragon pulled out two more guns from under his clothes without hesitation, and before they could finish their nonsense, he fired both guns simultaneously…
This time, the pistol didn't go off accidentally, and his marksmanship and reaction speed were far superior to his underlings. So, even though Fanglong drew his gun late, he still managed to kill two of the three thugs before they could react.
Unfortunately, just as his third shot struck the last man between the eyebrows, that man, in his final moments, also managed to hit the heart of the fanged dragon with a single shot.
In the blink of an eye, all six ruthless bandits shot at each other and died instantly.
Zhou Ziwei stretched his limbs and slowly climbed out of the mud. The first thing he did was to recite the six-syllable mantra in his mind, decomposing and devouring all the newborn souls lingering around the bandits.
"One, two, three, four, five...wait...why is one missing?"
Newborn souls are almost completely transparent shadows, making them even harder to see in the pitch-black rainy night. Therefore, Zhou Ziwei hadn't examined them closely beforehand. Only after using the Six-Syllable Mantra to devour all the wandering souls within a thirty-meter radius did Zhou Ziwei realize that he had only absorbed five newborn souls and had actually missed one.
They didn't run away, did they?
Zhou Ziwei felt a slight pang of regret.
It should be known that the soul power contained in this newborn soul is roughly equal to the total soul power of ten remnant souls that have been exposed to sunlight.