The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 145 Brother, let's go home

The boy wiped the scarlet from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold and he said nothing, but he prayed in his heart that his sister would listen to his words and not come out.

"Don't say yes!" The man in black spat on his palm, rubbed his palms together, bowed left and right, clapped, clapped, clapped, clapped, echoed in the empty alley.

The boy's face had been smashed to pieces, warm blood dripped down the cheeks on both sides, hit the ground, and was washed away by the rain.

The wet hair stuck to his cheek, blocking his eyebrows and eyes.

"Don't say it!" The man in black pulled out a dagger from his boots, stepped on the boy on the ground with one foot, and stepped on the boy's palm with the other. He raised the knife and cut off all five fingers. The scarlet blood formed a small puddle on the ground in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm!" The young man's face distorted for a moment, and the painful moan was suppressed by him in his throat, his fingers connected to his heart, and he, who was most afraid of pain on weekdays, actually held back the pain, but his sister was still there, He didn't want her to know, so in the dark, his eyes were fixed on a wall, where there was a small hole, he grinned, his bloodless face tried to make me look good, bright Heitong tried hard to tell her, "Sister, I don't hurt, it really doesn't hurt, don't be afraid, brother is fine!"

One eye behind the small hole was wide open, filled with panic and panic.

"No, brother, don't hit my brother!"

The four or five-year-old girl tightly covered her mouth with her frail hands. She could not speak out because her brother told her not to go out!

Her big eyes were filled with tears, but she was holding back her tears.

Her body was stiff, and her eyes were fixed on the scene outside through the small hole. She watched her brother being beaten and kicked by those bad guys, cutting his clothes bit by bit with a knife, scratching his skin, and slicing his flesh. flesh.

The little person was trembling with hatred, she bit her bloodless lips tightly, digging the ground with a pair of small hands, the little finger was dripping with blood, and the nails were turned up, but she didn't feel the pain, only using a pair of Red eyes stared at the faces of those people, it was too dark, she couldn't see the appearance of the bad guys at all, but she still tried hard to imprint them into her little mind.

In the end, seeing that they couldn't ask any questions, those people directly cut a long gash in his stomach, and the broken viscera and organs flowed out from it. The blood flow was very little, because it had been drained before.

It wasn't until those people left that Xiaotuanzi staggered up from the ground, pushed away the movable wall in front of him, and came to him with two steps.

Xiaotuanzi had a dull face, no expression, and her eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water. She knelt in front of the young boy, her face tensed, the blood was splashed by the rain, and fell on her little face, but she didn't feel anything. The reaction was to mechanically pick up his viscera and flesh little by little.

The rain was pouring down, getting bigger and bigger.

The white lightning is like a ferocious dragon snake, twisting and winding in the sky.

The little girl put the last piece of internal organs into her brother's stomach, and touched his face with blood stained hands, covering his eyes, she sniffed, and pressed her little head against his forehead, As usual, "Brother, let's go home!"

The eyes suddenly turned, and it was still the alley, and those men in black, they grabbed the boy and tortured him, the same scene as before was staged again, and it was still at the end. The little girl hugged the boy and said softly: " Brother, let's go home!"

Bang, the Shimen was broken down by Jun Moyuan with violence, and as soon as he entered the hall, he saw the scene in front of him that made him tear up.

I saw Leng Wuyou standing there blankly like a stone statue, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and his eyebrows were distorted.

(End of this chapter)