Chapter 574 Torment
But when the tip of the sword was about to touch Lin Fan, it stopped abruptly, and one palm firmly pressed against Hua Wenxiang's arm.

Lin Fan moved his eyes away from the ring, turned his head slowly, stared at Hua Wenxiang and said with a smile, "Isn't it too much to treat my savior like this?"

After finishing speaking, he waved one hand casually, Hua Wenxiang's body flew backwards as if struck by lightning, blood spurted out of Hua Wenxiang's mouth, he was like a piece of broken rag, and was caught by Lin Fan Just throw it away.

Lin Fan leisurely held Amber in his hand. At that moment just now, he really almost lost his mind, but soon a warm current flowed from his heart, pulling him back to reality.

"Fairy Hua, what other tricks do you have? Just use it, I don't want you to go to God with regrets." Lin Fan squatted in front of Hua Wenxiang, and said with a stern murderous look in his tone. , this time he was really murderous.

"Winner and loser, you can kill or cut as you like." Hua Wenxiang said firmly, he knew that begging for mercy was useless, this time he almost killed the other party, Lin Fan could not let him go.

Lin Fan picked up the Qinghong sword from the ground, picked up Hua Wenxiang's clothes with the tip of the sword, and said with a smile: "I'm very fair, no matter how you treat me, I'll treat you like this."

"Just now you took this sword to stab into my heart, then I will repeat your action just now, this is your punishment."

While Lin Fan was talking slowly, he held the sword in his hand and slowly pushed forward. The tip of the sword pierced into the flesh, slowly, bit by bit.

Blood slowly gushed out from the wound, flowing, Hua Wenxiang's chest was soaked in blood, dark red slowly spread on the clothes.

Every time the tip of the sword moved forward by a millimeter, Hua Wenxiang felt a bit colder, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a giant hand, making it so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

It is easy to die generously, but it is difficult to die calmly. The faster death comes, the less pressure will be. If Lin Fan swung his sword to kill Hua Wenxiang, then he could sing a heroic and tragic song, but this slow way of killing is not enough. Let the pressure increase, and it is difficult to maintain the calmness on his face just now.

The pressure gradually began to hit Hua Wenxiang's psychological defense line. He had never felt that death was such a terrible thing. Waiting meant suffering. timid.

Lin Fan pushed the sword slowly with his hand, and said with a smile: "I heard a saying once, but I forgot who said it, but it roughly means that death needs to be appreciated slowly, and killing needs to be carefully understood." Taste, I think this sentence makes sense, what do you think?"

Hua Wenxiang's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and he shouted hoarsely: "You devil, you are a devil, you..., someone will avenge me..."

"I'm happy to believe others. I agree with what you said just now, but you can't see that scene, hehe, enjoy this feast of death slowly, maybe you can taste something from it."

Lin Fan's speech was neither too fast nor too slow, and the movements of his hands were neither too fast nor too slow, like a precision machine, every minute, every second was carefully calculated.

Hua Wenxiang's body trembled more and more, he could puff up his chest and take the initiative to let the sword penetrate deeper and faster, so that this pain could be ended.

But this kind of thought was hanging in his mind. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was that he didn't want to die, let alone open his arms to embrace death.

"Did you know? It's going to pass through your ribs right now. Just now, your aiming position is a bit off. Let me help you correct it. The best insertion position is the inner side of the clavicle midline in the fifth intercostal space on the left anterior chest wall."

"Look, I pierced at your position, so as not to hurt the bone, I can penetrate through the gap of the ribs, pass through the ribs, then the pleural membrane, and a little more than one centimeter forward, it will touch your heart."

"If you carefully feel the vibration from the hilt of the sword, you will be able to hear the magnificent movement performed by your heart. Ah, I'm starting to look forward to it now."

"Mr. Hua, you must know that this is your swan song. The human body is the spirit of all things. Everyone is unique, which means that the movement performed by your heart is also unique. You can feel my joy. and longing?"

Lin Fan slightly closed his eyes, with an intoxicated smile on his face, as if he was listening to wonderful music or appreciating a moving dance, his smile was so intoxicated, so intoxicated.

The sweat on Hua Wenxiang's forehead dripped down slowly, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch. In his eyes, Lin Fan's smile was countless times more terrifying than the devil's grin. At this moment, Lin Fan The appearance of him was engraved in the deepest part of his mind, forming the most frightening picture in his life.

"You, you..., you are... an out-and-out devil, change... ah... state, you... kill,... kill me."

His voice trembled violently, and his pitch became thinner, like a cock whose neck was stuck, and could only whine through a small gap.

Lin Fan's other hand gently pressed Hua Wenxiang's body, making him unable to move. The other hand continued to push forward slowly, and the blood-soaked area became bigger and bigger.

"Don't worry, it will be finished soon, Mr. Hua, let's cooperate." Lin Fan said softly, the softer his tone, the more unspeakable fear people will feel.

Suddenly, an intoxicated smile appeared on Lin Fan's face, and he said slowly: "I have touched the pericardium, and I can already feel the beating of your heart, that rhythm, ah, is simply indescribable. "

"Mr. Hua, can you feel the temperature of this sword? He is already in close contact with your heart."

"The outermost pericardium, oh, I want to pierce it slowly. I have to say that we humans are really the darlings of heaven. The most important organ, the heart, is stronger than the most sophisticated instruments and most complicated magic weapons in the world." Be meticulous and complicated.”

Hua Wenxiang was speechless at this moment, a sound of "uh uh..." came out of his throat, his body began to twitch, and his muscles began to convulse as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

"Mr. Hua, at the last moment of your life, can you satisfy me with a small request and tell me how you feel now, slowly and precisely, what does death taste like?"

There was still a touching smile on the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, Hua Wenxiang's eyes were fixed on him, without blinking.

The devil's smile, Hua Wenxiang now knows what the devil's smile is, he began to regret it, he wanted to ask for forgiveness, and timidity began to gain the upper hand.

At this moment, Ade suddenly ran in from the outside, shouting in a panic: "Mr. Lin, it's bad, there really are a large group of unknown forces appearing at the port."

(End of this chapter)

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