Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Chapter 120 Severing Section Chief Liu's Six Limbs

"eighty!!"

Lin Tian shouted, and the axe struck Section Chief Liu's left shoulder—not with a chop, but with a slash.

Cut it off at the root, like cutting wood.

His arm fell to the ground, his fingers still twitching unconsciously.

"ah--!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream finally burst from Section Chief Liu's throat.

He clutched his severed arm, and blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining his clothes and the ground red.

"This axe blow is for my father."

Lin Tian said softly, raising the axe again, "As the head of the security department, you didn't protect the workers; instead, you aided and abetted the evildoers. You deserve it!"

"eighty!"

His right arm was also broken.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Section Chief Liu collapsed to the ground, convulsing in pain like a fish out of water.

He tried to climb, but without hands, he could only futilely twist his body.

"This axe blow is for my mother."

Lin Tian continued, "When she heard the news of her father's death, she fainted on the spot. It was because of this that she was poisoned by people in the compound."

"eighty!!"

Left leg.

"This axe blow is for my younger sister. She lost her parents when she was only three and a half years old. Do you know how devastating that is for a little child?"

"eighty!!"

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Right leg.

Section Chief Liu is now just a torso and a head.

He lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if he were already dead.

But he is still alive for the time being.

I can still feel the pain.

Excruciating pain.

"This axe blow..." Lin Tian paused, "was for myself."

The axe blade was aimed at Section Chief Liu's embroidery needle.

ヾ(.｀Д´.)ノ◢)╰ひ╯

"Pfft!!"

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"I became an orphan at the age of eight. The family was exploited by the neighborhood, I was beaten to death, and almost burned at the crematorium."

Lin Tian's voice was calm, as if he were telling someone else's story.

But those eyes were filled with resentment, the original owner's pain, the original owner's unwillingness, and the fact that she had almost been cremated...

Looking into those eyes, Section Chief Liu suddenly understood.

I understand what true hatred is.

I understand now what real pain is.

I understand now what...retribution is.

"I was wrong... I really know I was wrong..." he murmured, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible. "I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have..."

"You know you're wrong," Lin Tian shook his head, the axe falling again. "You know you're going to die."

puff.

The sound was very soft.

It's like slicing a watermelon, or tearing a piece of cloth.

Section Chief Liu's watermelon rolled to the side, his eyes still open, staring at his headless corpse, at the blood all over the ground, and at the ghostly figure standing in the pool of blood.

Then, the world turned black.

The office was deathly silent.

Only the sound of dripping blood could be heard, drip, drip, as it pooled on the ground, forming a small pool of blood.

Lin Tian put away his axe and stared at the corpse on the ground for a long time.

Six limbs.

Cut it into neat sections, one by one.

Section Chief Liu was convinced.

His screams, his life—I'm convinced.

Lin Tian turned around, preparing to leave.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

The sound of many people's footsteps.

There were also shouts:

"Section Chief? Section Chief Liu? Are you alright?"

"I think there was a gunshot just now!"

"The door's locked! Break it open!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Someone is banging on the door.

Lin Tian glanced at the doorway, then at the corpse on the ground, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

Just in time.

He floated to the window, his figure gradually fading until he disappeared completely.

It's as if it never existed.

Outside the door, several security personnel were banging on it forcefully.

The door is very sturdy and cannot be broken open in a short time.

"Get out of the way! I'll do it!"

A burly man carrying a hammer rushed over and smashed it hard against the door lock.

boom!

The door lock was finally broken open.

The door was pushed open.

Then, everyone was stunned.

The scene in the office was unforgettable for them.

Section Chief Liu lay in a pool of blood, his six limbs severed and scattered to the side. A watermelon rolled in the corner, its eyes still open, filled with extreme fear.

Blood was everywhere – on the walls, the floor, and the table.

The strong smell of blood hit me, making me want to vomit.

"vomit--!"

One of the young security guards vomited on the spot.

The others were also pale and their legs were weak.

"Section Chief... Section Chief..."

A security guard called out in a trembling voice, but he knew that Section Chief Liu could no longer hear him.

"Quick... call the police!" someone finally realized. "And... notify the factory manager!"

Several people ran out in a panic.

The remaining people stood at the door, too afraid to go in or leave, just staring blankly at the horrific scene inside the office.

The smell of blood was so strong it was almost unbearable, making one's stomach churn.

They didn't know what had happened.

All I know is that another person died tragically in the factory.

And his death... was no more tragic than that of Foreman Sun.

"Who...who did this?" a young security guard asked in a trembling voice.

No one answered.

Because nobody knows.

Or perhaps, no one dares to say it.

Those present had all heard rumors about Courtyard No. 95, heard about the bizarre deaths, and heard about the saying that "evil spirits are taking lives."

Now, seeing the state of Section Chief Liu's death, with his six limbs severed, I understand seven or eight parts of the situation.

This is not something a human being would do.

It's not something a normal person would do.

"Make way! Make way, everyone! Why are there gunshots from the security department?"

A high-pitched female voice came from outside.

The crowd parted to make way, and a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties strode in.

"Where's Section Chief Liu? Factory Director Yang sent me..."

Secretary Wang stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Because she saw what was happening in the office.

blood.

Blood was everywhere.

"vomit--!"

Secretary Wang suddenly covered her mouth, turned around and rushed out of the office, leaning against the wall and vomiting violently.

She vomited up all of her lunch, and yellow bile was dripping down the corners of her mouth.

I vomited for a long time until my stomach was empty, and all that was left was dry heaving.

Then she collapsed to the ground, her face as white as paper, her whole body trembling.

"Secretary Wang...are you alright?" A security guard tried to help her up.

"Don't touch me!"

Secretary Wang screamed and shook off the man's hand as if she had been electrocuted.

She struggled to her feet, looked at the horrific scene in the office, and then at the terrified faces around her, her mind blank.

She received a call from Factory Director Yang, who told her to come to the security department to find Section Chief Liu to "discuss how to handle Foreman Sun's matter."

She thought it would just be a routine cleanup, a meeting, a report, and a way to bury the matter.

did not expect……

Section Chief Liu is dead.

And he died...so tragically.

"Who...who did this?"

Secretary Wang's voice trembled as she asked a question that everyone wanted to ask, but no one dared to answer.

"have no idea……"

One of the security guards whispered, "When we arrived, the door was locked. We broke it open, and... that's what happened..."

"We rushed over after hearing the gunfire of the Type 54 rifle..."

Secretary Wang looked down at the ground, where there was indeed a Type 54 pistol lying in a pool of blood, its body covered in blood.

Section Chief Liu fired the shot.

But firing a gun doesn't seem to work.