The best perspective expert

Chapter 349 Regret?
"Can't you guess it? I didn't guess it either, and when I was young, I had a lot of forgetfulness, so I didn't take it to heart at all, and then I went to school, no different from ordinary children, until six years ago, my father died , thanks to you, to kill your son who didn't get any punishment, you know what that means to me? The sky is falling, really, what kind of feeling It's really like the sky is falling..."

When Han Zhenyang said this, tears flashed in his eyes.

He will never forget the days when his father just passed away. Everything he saw, heard, thought, experienced in those days is still vivid in his mind.Especially when his sister was diagnosed with uremia, the unforgettable despair will never be forgotten in the next life.

And all of this is thanks to Li Jipeng in front of him.

However, as if he was confiding to a friend, he narrated his feelings and experiences at that time in detail, really detailing everything, even including his most secret mental journey at that time.

From his father's death to his sister's hospitalization, he talked for more than an hour.

When Yang Xinyue told him that he needed about 50 yuan for treatment, he suddenly stopped, looked at Li Jipeng and asked indifferently: "Do you know why I told you this?"

Li Jipeng shook his head blankly, he really couldn't figure it out.He hadn't completely escaped from the fear that Han Zhenyang brought him before, and after listening to the story for so long, his heart was in a mess, he didn't dare to run away, and he didn't dare to shout, so he could only listen patiently, hoping faintly that Han Zhenyang would end up Maybe he will soften his heart and let him live.

Han Zhenyang smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, I will continue, and the story behind is more exciting, um, following what I just said, Dr. Yang told me that the operation fee was between 45 and 60, but at that time it was already For me, who spent all my savings, it was an astronomical figure that I could never hope for in my life. At that time, I hoped that my dad would suddenly jump over and pat me on the shoulder and say, 'Hey, son, miss me. No, hehe, I was just joking with you before, and I will leave the rest to me', however, that is impossible."

"But at that moment, I suddenly thought of the treasure in the box that my dad told me about, so I hurried home, dug out the box that had been dusty for many years, opened it, and you guessed it, I got What?"

Li Jipeng boldly asked, "Money?"

Han Zhenyang sarcastically said: "A person like you only has this vision. Do you only value money as a treasure?" As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and took the crystal teacup on the desk. After pondering for a while, he exerted a sudden force, and with a "click", the hard crystal cup shattered.

Li Jipeng was stunned by this scene, but it was not over yet. Han Zhenyang exerted his strength again and continued to twist his five fingers. The sharp crystal stubble was crushed into fine pieces by him. When he let go, the profuse crystal powder fell on the on the desk.

"This, this is, peerless martial arts?" Li Jipeng swallowed hard. The strength displayed by Han Zhenyang has surpassed the comprehension of modern people, especially Li Jipeng, who agreed that people with this kind of strength only exist in novels and movies. .But the appearance of Han Zhenyang completely subverted his perception of the world.

Han Zhenyang continued to sneer, "What is peerless martial arts? I said it was a supernatural power, would you believe it?" This time, without waiting for Li Jipeng's answer, he said directly: "It is a supernatural power. To be precise, it is a relic. That relic Gave me a supernatural ability, a very magical ability, which can make me kill people invisible, make me invulnerable, and make me the most amazing doctor in the world. As long as you are not dead, I can Rescuing you, the most important thing is to allow me to see through everything."

"Perspective, now see why I know you have a pistol hidden in the drawer?"

"In this world, nothing can hide from my eyes. As long as I look for it with my heart, nothing can hide."

Li Jipeng was completely dumbfounded, supernatural power?perspective?Is this still the world people know?How can there be such strange things, how can other people live?At this time, he felt that all his secrets were being seen by Han Zhenyang, and he couldn't keep up with the feeling of running wildly on the street, and subconsciously covered his private parts.

"Do you know why I'm telling you this?"

"Why?" Li Jipeng asked subconsciously.

"Because I want to tell you that if you don't want your son to be caught by me, you'd better cooperate and tell me the murderer, so that I can pretend that your son who is not as good as a beast does not exist, otherwise, think about the consequences yourself, you If you think that your son is hiding deep enough, then it doesn't matter, I will give you a good time."

"You, you can kill me," Li Jipeng closed his eyes and made a gesture of slaying.

"Okay, I'll help you," Han Zhenyang swung his sword forward without hesitation, and with a "poof", the long sword pierced Li Jipeng's heart with residual blood.

His movements were so quick that Li Jipeng didn't react at all. It wasn't until Li Jipeng felt the pain that his eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at him in disbelief, as if asking him "how dare you kill him".

There was no expression on his face, "You asked for this yourself, don't blame me for being cruel, compared with the viciousness and shamelessness of your father and son, I can be called a saint, so, go to hell," the voice fell, He drew out the long sword abruptly, and then looked coldly at Li Jipeng's chest spurting out a large amount of blood.

Of course, he didn't let the blood fall to the ground, but directly pulled a towel to cover the blood in midair.

Other than that, he didn't do anything, just watched Li Jipeng's heartbeat getting slower and slower.

Li Jipeng fell into great fear. He always thought that Han Zhenyang didn't dare to kill him, so he was confident and acted tough. But when he felt his body getting colder, he became afraid.

No one is not afraid of death, and rich people like Li Jipeng are even more so. People like them actually cherish their lives more than ordinary people.

When Li Jipeng saw his blood gushing out from the wound with his own eyes, he was even more frightened.Human beings' fear of death comes from the depths of the soul and is not subject to personal will, and Li Jipeng is no exception.

So he gathered the last bit of strength in his body, stretched out his palm to Han Zhenyang like a drowning man trying to grab the last straw, and begged for mercy in an extremely weak voice: "Help, save me, I say..."

"Regret? Scared? It's a pity, it's late, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, who is to blame?" Han Zhenyang squatted down, looked straight into Li Jipeng's eyes, and added indifferently, "Don't worry, Your son will come down with you soon."

(End of this chapter)