roccoschili Chapter 106: Practice your skills by stabbing the traitor
Chapter 106: Practice your skills by stabbing the traitor
Kill, definitely kill.
Wencai looked at the three people and wanted to kill them with just one hand.
But thinking that it might be possible to make some use of the waste, he picked up the kettle on the table and poured water on the two traitors to wake them up.
As soon as the two agents woke up, they wanted to scream, but Liang Runsheng had stuffed their mouths with smelly socks, so they couldn't shout and could only twist and move around.
Wencai kicked them hard twice and they stopped moving.
Then he raised his voice and said, "As a teacher, I will teach you a lesson. There are three traitors here. Come, you three men, pick one each and practice killing a small traitor first. In the future, you can follow me to kill the big traitor and the imperial army colonel."
Bang, a sharp dagger fell to the ground.
A brand from the Republic of China, Zhang Xiaoquan.
The dagger was about the length of a forearm and was thrown on the ground, emitting a cold light under the electric light.
"I'll do it! My brother fell into the hands of the dog spies and was tortured to death. Today it's my turn to take revenge."
Kuang Yumin stepped forward with a dagger, and stabbed a spy in the heart with one blow.
In order to get revenge, he even studied the location of the human heart, waiting for this day.
After the knife was stabbed in, the traitor fell silent.
Kuang Yumin was afraid that he would not die, so he stabbed him three times. Then he stood up, pulled out the knife and threw it on the ground.
"Okay, good, well done."
This operation was quite efficient and changed Wencai's impression of Kuang Yumin.
In his previous performance, Kuang Yumin was like a wimp, watching the person he liked being trained without even being able to say a word of objection, but he was very efficient in killing people.
The only ones left were Fatty and Liang Runsheng.
The two men looked at each other, Liang Runsheng raised his eyebrows, and signaled the fat man to go first.
The fat man gasped and picked up the knife on the ground with gritted teeth.
Step by step, approaching Huang Lei and the remaining spy.
The fat man looked at Huang Lei and saw a pleading look in Huang Lei's eyes. He couldn't bear it and turned to the spy and stabbed him in the chest.
The spy was stabbed, but the wound was not fatal, so he rolled over in the struggle.
The fat man cut the man with his knife and let him go.
He became crazy and kept stabbing. He stabbed seven or eight times, making the ground all bloody. Only then did the spy stop moving.
"You need to practice more next time, stab the neck."
Wencai was somewhat dissatisfied with the fat man's killing skills.
If you stab too many times, you'll easily be killed.
It would be better if the knife could kill you. If you can't stab the heart, stab the neck!
Why are you so rigid?
He spoke calmly, saying that killing someone by stabbing them in the neck was like killing a chicken in the market.
Wang Jiazhi and Lai Xiujing, who were standing by, trembled with fear after hearing this.
When he first came the day before yesterday, he looked like an old man who knew martial arts.
Later, he spent money like water and became a big boss and a rich man.
Now that he's in trouble, he's turned into a cold-blooded devil again.
Especially Wang Jiazhi, in Wencai's mind, she is a rich, perverted old woman.
Thinking about it now, Wang Jiazhi feels a little scared.
"If I provoke him in the future, he will break my neck in one go, grab my head, and drag my body on the ground, leaving a trail of blood."
The fat man stabbed a spy to death and returned to Liang Runsheng. After calming down a little, he raised his eyebrows at him.
Liang Runsheng was shaking all over and didn't move.
Lai Xiujin looked at it and said, "Liang Runsheng, didn't you say you killed someone in the gang? Why don't you dare to move now?"
Liang Runsheng knew he had embarrassed himself and did not dare to talk to Lai Xiujing. He picked up the knife dropped by the fat man with trembling legs.
He walked up to Huang Lei step by step.
Huang Lei watched the two spies being killed alive, and he kowtowed to the crowd and begged for mercy.
Kuang Yumin couldn't bear it anymore.
"Teacher Xu, why don't you let him go and make him swear to never tell our secret to anyone."
"Yes, Huang Lei, if you dare to tell anyone, I will stab you to death with my own hands."
The fat man also found a way out for Huang Lei.
Liang Runsheng looked up at Wencai, as if waiting for him to make a decision.
After hearing this, Wen Cai, who had never lost his temper with them before, became really angry.
His figure flashed and floated to the side of Kuang Yumin and the fat man, then he raised his hand and slapped them both.
Kuang Yumin and the fat man's faces suddenly swelled up.
"Idiot, if you dare to say that again, I will dig out your heart. Being kind to the enemy is cruelty. Being a saint is more shameful than being a dog traitor. Liang Runsheng, act now, or I will use you as a practice."
Wencai suddenly turned hostile, which frightened them all.
When Liang Runsheng heard this, he was so scared that he closed his eyes and stabbed Huang Lei.
As a result, all the bullets hit Huang Lei's arms, thighs and face, but none of them were fatal.
It must have hurt Huang Lei like that!
I feel like it’s not as good as the clean death of the two spies mentioned above.
If he could open his mouth, he would definitely scold Liang Runsheng to death.
Unfortunately, Liang Runsheng didn’t know all this and just kept poking.
Finally, the knife stabbed Huang Lei's neck.
Huang Lei stopped moving and fell to the ground struggling for his life.
He died in such pain!
Even Wencai doesn't want to criticize such a stupid way of killing.
Wencai put the three corpses into the storage space, and then felt uncomfortable with the bullets in his body.
He picked up the dagger on the ground and pulled Wang Jiazhi towards the bathroom.
Wang Jiazhi saw Wencai holding the knife that was still dripping with blood in his left hand and grabbing herself with his right hand, and her face turned pale with fear.
"He's not going to kill me, is he? He should go to the bathroom and kill me, so there won't be blood all over the floor."
Wang Jiazhi looked at everyone as if asking for help. Who would dare to stop Wencai, the killer?
Wencai walked into the bathroom and Wang Jiazhi closed her eyes tightly.
After hearing the sound of stripping, Wencai shouted, "What are you doing with your eyes closed? Take this."
Wang Jiazhi opened his eyes and looked at Wencai who handed him a round mirror with a handle.
"It turns out you didn't want to kill me."
If Wencai knew what Wang Jiazhi was thinking, he would definitely spank her hard.
He is not a pervert, why would he kill beautiful women?
Such a wasteful thing is worse than pigs and dogs.
Wang Jiazhi held the mirror, Wencai turned around, and his bare back appeared in the mirror.
"Down a little, down, don't move."
After controlling Wang Jiazhi to find the place where the bullet hit her back, Wencai took the knife and slashed it with his backhand, making a cut.
Then he put his finger into the wound and dug out a yellow bullet.
After taking out the bullet, I immediately felt comfortable all over.
Wencai secretly used healing techniques to heal his wounds and felt extremely comfortable.
Wang Jiazhi was greatly inspired after reading it, and she admired Wencai even more.
I couldn't help but reach out and touch the cut on Wencai's back.
"This is a true hero. Kuang Yumin and the others can't compare to him. If it weren't for him just now, we would have been caught by the Military Police and tortured to death."
Wang Jiazhi heard Kuang Yumin tell the story of his heroic brother.
His brother was captured by secret agents and taken to the gendarmerie, where he was first force-fed pepper water, had his skin burned with a branding iron, had his fingernails pierced with bamboo sticks, and was forced to sit on a tiger bench.
A tough guy who was tortured beyond recognition by the secret agents. When he died, even Kuang Yumin couldn't recognize his brother's appearance.
If a beauty like Wang Jiazhi were sent to the Military Police Department or the Criminal Department, the perverted spies would have a lot of fun.
Wang Jiazhi is scared when she thinks about it now.
"Go ask them to boil some hot water so we can take a shower."
The decoration of this western-style building is too old. Many places in Shanghai now use water heaters.
Some people here also boil hot water for bathing.