Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Lin Tian, ​​didn't you say you were kind-hearted and always won people over with virtue? For the sake of your little sister Han, will you let me leave with dignity?"

You can't go back on your word. If you let me leave, I'll introduce you to your sister Xiao Han as your wife, okay?

I'm her distant cousin! Really, within the fifth degree of kinship! Don't worry, she listens to me.

Although you're still young, you can eat snow berries for three to five years first, and then eat crabs when you're twelve or thirteen.

The hallway was quiet for another three seconds.

In order to save his life, Li Lei made some outrageous and unreasonable statements, and the conditions he offered even tempted Lin Tian.

Is this a test for the child?

After all, his eight-year-old body housed the soul of an adult man.

But it only lasted for a moment.

He hasn't stooped that low.

Even if he agrees.

Even the eggplant wouldn't agree.

Lin Tian silently put away the troll.

Seeing this, Li Lei breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Lin Tian had been persuaded by him.

He knew how beautiful his niece was.

He wiped the blood from his face, and his lips curled into an uncontrollable grin—the kind of suppressed joy unique to survivors.

"Lin Tian, ​​thank you, thank you... Don't worry, I'll take care of your wife's matter. After I return to Baoding, I'll first discuss your marriage with her mother..."

"Director Li."

Lin Tian spoke.

Li Lei immediately shut up and looked up at him.

"You said you wanted to leave with dignity, so I'll definitely grant your wish first."

Lin Tian tilted his head, picked up the axe again, and gently twirled it halfway in his hand, a naive smile appearing on his lips.

What fulfillment?

Didn't you agree?

Didn't you put away the trolls?

no……

Li Lei was stunned.

His gaze fell on the bloodstained axe in his hand.

Looking at the innocent and carefree smiling face of that eight-year-old child, and at the axe that had been raised again at some unknown time.

Winning people over with virtue...

Could the "服" in this context be the same as the "斧" in "斧头" (axe)?

Oops!

My life is over!

The thought had barely crossed Li Lei's mind when his legs reacted before his consciousness could process it. He sprang up from the ground and turned to run upstairs.

But it was too late.

The axe in Lin Tian's hand had already fallen.

"puff!"

The first axe blow landed on the back of the left knee.

The axe blade cleaved through flesh and bone, making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Li Lei screamed and collapsed on the stairs. His left leg went numb from the knee down, and only a warm liquid flowed down his calf into his leather shoe.

He reached out to cover it, but what he touched was broken bone fragments and flesh that was rolled outwards.

Lin Tian walked up to him, looked down at him, and said in a casual tone, "Director Li, do you know? I've always been a kind-hearted person."

He raised the axe and aimed it at his right leg.

"But he has a quirk."

"puff!"

The second axe blow.

Right leg, same position, same depth, even the same angle.

"That's like cutting the weeds—pulling them out at the root."

Li Lei's screams were already out of tune.

He lay prone on the stairs, trying to escape.

He wanted to climb.

But without his legs, he could only writhe in vain, like an earthworm cut in two.

Lin Tian, ​​carrying an axe, walked around to face him.

Squat down.

The axe lightly tapped his crotch.

Li Lei's pupils suddenly contracted.

Looking at the axe blade stained with his own blood, and at Lin Tian's calm face, he finally understood what it meant to "cut the weeds and eliminate the roots."

"Lin Tian... Lin Tian, ​​you can't do this..."

"I don't have a son yet... the Li family has had only one son for three generations..."

Lin Tian said sincerely, "That's why we need to cut off the root of the problem with you, so that your son won't do bad things in the future."

He paused, then added, "I hate bad people the most. I'm helping you get rid of your worries, so you're welcome."

The axe was raised again.

Li Lei opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy, wanting to curse, wanting to shout for help.

((メ｀[]´)/✄╰ひ╯

"puff!"

"Ahhh!!! My baby!!!"

Only a spurt of blood shot up, splashing onto the ceiling of the corridor, and then dripped down with a "plop plop".

Li Lei's body suddenly arched up, like a shrimp whose belly had been stepped on, and convulsed violently a few times.

He looked down at his crotch.

It's empty there.

There's nothing left.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

This scream was more agonizing than any before.

It wasn't just pain—of course it hurt, but something deeper was a fear more terrifying than death.

broken.

It's completely over.

The Li family line, which had been passed down through three generations of single-line sons, ended with him.

There wasn't even the slightest chance left.

"Look at you, you're quite the smooth talker. How come you've been married for so many years and don't even have a child? You must have done too many wicked things."

No wonder you can hang out with Yi Zhonghai; you're both old and destitute, and people's hearts have changed.

"Since the little head is gone."

Lin Tian stood up, examining his "work," his tone like an art teacher critiquing a student's sketch.

"There's no need for the big head to exist, otherwise it would be asymmetrical."

He walked to where Li Lei's head was and brandished the axe at his neck a few times.

After careful consideration, he said, "This way of dying is indeed not dignified. Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely make sure it's done in a dignified way."

Lin Tian pulled out a hemp rope from his spatial storage, a slight smile playing on his lips. "When you die, I'll hang you on a crooked tree and swing you on a swing."

I'll make sure as many people as possible see that your departure is absolutely dignified and spectacular, even more so than a wedding.

Li Lei lay in a pool of blood, both his legs broken, his manhood severed, and blood gushing from his body like it was free.

He stared intently at Lin Tian, ​​his hands still reaching out to try and escape; he wanted to live.

But in those eyes, there was hatred, regret, resentment, murderous intent, a will to survive, and a sense of utter despair…

"Lin Tian...you'll die a horrible death..."

"You think you've gotten revenge? So what? Your parents are still dead, each one more tragic than the last, hahaha..."

"I'll be waiting for you in hell..."

Lin Tian raised his axe, its cold light casting a shadow on his face.

"Director Li."

People must pay the price for their actions. Are your parents still alive? Do you have siblings? Are your ancestral graves in good condition?

"There's a queue for hell. There are too many bad people like you. Even God can't stand it anymore. And I am your retribution! The living Yama!!"

"No!!! Lin Tian, ​​you can't..."

The final shout was not yet finished.

The axe has fallen.

"Pfft—!"

Director Li finally answered Xiao Wang's call, shouting, "Something terrible has happened!!"

Watermelon Head rolled next to Liu Ruyan's bottom.

It seems like they're trying to prove something.

This may be his last act of defiance.

This battle:

Li Lei, a man of great talent and director of the Hongxing Police Station, died tragically at the entrance of his own building.

The body was hanging from a crooked locust tree in the courtyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, head down, swaying and swinging in the wind.

Like a swing swaying.

Hundreds and thousands of onlookers marveled at the spectacle.

No one dared to claim the body.

Only because

There was a sign under the tree, and chickens were placed there.

Those who retrieve corpses do not cut the grass, but they must eradicate the roots.

Who is capable of undertaking such a grave matter that would lead to the extinction of one's lineage?

Who would dare take it?

……