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He immediately glanced at them coldly and spat out two cold words: "Shut up! If you dare to say anything more, you will have to accompany him!"

It was like a thunderclap exploding in the house, shocking the dozens of people who were chattering so much that their faces turned pale, and the words that had not yet been uttered were suddenly stuck in their throats.

The corners of their eyes twitched as they looked at Zhu Moye with uncertainty.

If anyone else dared to use such lawless and domineering words to arouse public anger, they would surely be attacked by everyone.

But the man in front of him naturally carried an air of looking down on the world and despising all living things in his conversation, and he would not tolerate any resistance at all.

It was so strange that they didn't even feel any resistance when being scolded, but instead wanted to submit involuntarily.

Who on earth is this person? Why is he so evil?

Everyone looked at each other and saw the same surprise and doubt in each other's eyes. They all shook their heads in hesitation and didn't dare to speak again to avoid being laughed at.

After dealing with the dozens of rioters, Zhu Moye turned to look at the seriously injured and unconscious Linghu Chong and Lu Houer and said, "Take him away. When he wakes up, remember to tell him."

"If he's not convinced, I'll be waiting for him to come and get his revenge anytime. But if he messes with me again, it won't just be a simple injury."

Although he didn't like Linghu Chong very much, he was not a bloodthirsty person. Linghu Chong had no grudge against him, so there was no need for him to take his life.

What's more, most of these people who have the template of the protagonist are indestructible cockroaches and are the best human sandbags.

Whenever you are in a bad mood, it is great to use it to torture yourself.

Lu Hou'er had no idea of ​​Zhu Moye's sinister intentions. Upon hearing this, he felt as if he had been pardoned. He bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude, picked up Linghu Chong on his back, and left in disgrace.

Immediately, he shifted his gaze to Yu Renhao, who was resisting stubbornly and unwilling to commit suicide, and smiled with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Since you don't want to choose to end your life, then I will help you."

"Hey, why force me to take action?"

Zhu Moye narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a devil's smile.

Chapter 119: Killing Yu Renhao!

Zhu Moye held his chin with one hand, staring at Yu Renhao with interest, and said thoughtfully: "Hmm..."

"Just now you were trying to grab that girl with your left hand, right?"

Immediately, he grinned coldly, activated the sound transmission and soul-searching technique, and said in a deep voice: "Pick up these bamboo sticks and pick off all the nails of your five fingers for me."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and knocked over the bucket of bamboo sticks for picking teeth on the round table, scattering them in front of Yu Renhao.

Yu Renhao seemed to be possessed by a nightmare, his eyes were dull, and he stretched out his right hand and held a bamboo stick.

A scarlet murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He raised his left hand as if he saw the murderer of his father. He gritted his teeth and stabbed the bamboo stick into his nails.

呲!

"what!"

As the light sound of the bamboo skewers entering the flesh was heard, a heart-wrenching scream like a pig being slaughtered echoed throughout the fleeting years.

The corners of the eyes of dozens of people present twitched slightly. Even though the bamboo sticks did not pierce them, they felt coldness on the soles of their feet, numbness in their scalps, and they unconsciously clenched their fists.

As the saying goes, the fingers are connected to the heart. The pain sensation in the fingers is much higher than that in other parts of the human body. When a bamboo stick is pierced into the fingers, the pain goes straight to the heart.

It's much more cruel than breaking your knees.

"Uh...kill me!"

Yu Renhao, who originally looked like a decent human being, now had disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and bulged high, almost popping out of his eye sockets.

The pain that penetrated deep into his soul almost made his consciousness stop.

He also broke free from his confused state, looked at his bleeding, bloody middle finger, and felt the heart-wrenching pain.

He just felt that passing out was his greatest luxury right now.

"Killing you? It's not that easy."

He was a little depressed because he accidentally used too much force and killed Luo Renjie.

How can we allow him to die euthanasia so easily when he still has the depression in his heart?

At that moment, he licked his lips, revealed a creepy smile, and urged:

"You still have four fingers left to be pricked."

"Pierce me!"

The captivating voice once again entered Yu Renhao's ears, directly controlling his brain nerves and issuing instructions.

Because of the severe pain, Yu Renhao, who had just regained consciousness, became like a walking corpse again. He picked up four bamboo sticks and stabbed them down fiercely!

Pfft!

The next second, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and four blood-stained nails, connected to the skin and flesh, hung on the fingers. The slightest movement made Yu Renhao shiver with pain.

The piercing pain, quadruple in intensity, attacked his brain all at once, but this time he didn't scream out.

He looked as stiff as a puppet. He wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't even control his vocal cords.

The result of extreme pain is that the internal organs all over the body contract, the muscles become stiff, and even screams cannot be uttered.

After a while, Yu Renhao woke up slowly, raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

The pain just now almost killed him and almost sent him into shock. The severe pain had damaged his heart meridians due to the violent contraction of his internal organs.

There were dozens of people from the martial arts world present, all of whom were characters who would bleed to death if they had a disagreement.

Accustomed to fighting with big moves and fatal blows.

They had never experienced such an inhuman torture scene before. They were so scared that their faces turned pale and they covered their eyes, not daring to watch any further.

Only then did they finally understand why betrayal occurred between brothers who were loyal to each other and willing to risk their lives for each other.

If they were caught and tortured like this, they would probably not be able to bear it and would blurt out all the secrets.

Even someone as strong-willed as Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly as he watched from the side.

Although I have gone through ten years of hard training and tempering, my state of mind is different from before. I know that the world is a place where the strong prey on the weak.

But she is kind by nature. Even if she is an enemy, she almost always chooses to kill him with one shot to give him a quick death.

She strictly prohibited such cruel torture of enemies even to the Sun and Moon Sect, which was known as the devil sect.

"Mo Xie's brother, why is he so cruel?"

If Zhu Moye knew what Dongfang Bubai was thinking at this moment, he would probably suddenly understand why she couldn't recognize him.

Having practiced the Changchun Gong that allows him to remain forever young, he is naturally youthful and his appearance is forever frozen at the age of eighteen. It is normal for people to feel suspicious.

Moreover, ten years ago, he was somewhat cynical. After becoming emperor, he repeatedly resorted to ruthless means to consolidate his country.

He had lost his childish playfulness and unconsciously developed an imposing majesty.

What's more, after he comprehended and controlled it, his temperament did undergo some subtle changes. Perhaps it was the awakening of the brutality hidden in the Zhu family's bloodline. Now he could not tolerate any sand in his eyes. Whoever made him unhappy, he would make that person happy to death.

It is completely different from how Dongfang Bai imagines himself.

However, Zhu Moye does not have the ability to read minds, and his level of foresight is limited to when others have evil intentions towards him, and he can roughly know their thoughts.

At this moment, he was still immersed in the pleasure of killing Yu Renhao.

Seeing Yu Renhao vomiting blood in pain only aroused the violence in his heart. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and he ordered again:

"Take up your sword and chop off your dishonest dog paw piece by piece!"

"No... Just give me a quick death... No..."

Yu Renhao's brain received Zhu Moye's instructions, and his right hand acted like a puppet. He pulled out the sword from his waist and slowly moved it to the first knuckle of his left hand.

He begged for mercy and struggled, his voice trembling, but his right hand was completely out of control and he chopped down on the finger bones with all his strength.

"Uh……"

呲!

Blood splattered, several severed fingers flew up, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. The blood flowed like a stream, staining the red carpet even brighter.

Yu Renhao's eyes rolled back and he didn't even scream. There was a gurgling sound of blood bubbles rising from his throat, and he passed out before he could go into shock or pretend to be dead.

The devil's voice that seemed to come from hell once again floated into his brain.

"The dog's paws haven't been chopped off yet. Who allowed you to fake your death?"

"Keep chopping!"

Ahem, is that too cruel?

Chapter 120 The Officials Arrive

It was like a sleepy person being awakened by a thunderclap.

Yu Renhao, who was about to go into shock and pretend to be dead, suddenly shuddered, his pupils red, and he swung his right hand holding the sword with all his strength.

Click!

"Uh……"

The second severed finger flew, carrying a trace of scarlet blood, spinning in the air, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

Yu Renhao's eyes were red, and the pain was so unbearable that it almost tore his eye sockets apart. Tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes. His throat was broken from shouting, and he could only whimper like a wild beast.

Click!

It was as if he was chopping a piece of pork. Yu Renhao had completely forgotten what pain was. He swung his sword wildly, swinging it continuously. Every time it fell, he would cut off a part of his palm.

Every time his left hand was cut, it became a little shorter, and the continuous severe pain almost broke his heart.

It was clearly his right hand that was chopped off, but his mouth was like a faucet that had been opened, and he kept spitting out blood. His face went from pale at the beginning to a sickly and bloodless color, like white paper.

But in just a moment, Yu Renhao's entire left arm was cut into small pieces by thousands of cuts.

The whole body was dyed bloody, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

It was not until he lost too much blood, his consciousness began to fade, and his brain function slowed down that Yu Renhao's right hand, which was like a machine and never tired, stopped swinging the sword.

His body fell straight forward with a thud, and his face came into direct contact with the ground, breaking his nose, but no blood could flow out of his nasal cavity.

This body has reached its limit. The intense pain response has paralyzed the nervous system, and the loss of a large amount of blood has also begun to make his muscles loose and weak.

"Oh, it's really not fun."

Zhu Moye looked helpless and sighed slightly.

Before he could have enough fun, Yu Renhao's body was already overwhelmed.

Not only did the muscles all over his body begin to necrotize, but even his brain had reached its limit and was almost brain-dead. Even with the extremely mysterious sound transmission and soul-searching techniques, it was impossible to control a dying person.

Dozens of people present were pale, but fortunately they were all people who had experienced the bloody storms in the martial arts world, so they did not vomit out shamefully.

The handsome young man in front of me is simply a devil with a dagger hidden in his smile, who is willing to eat people without leaving any bones.

Controlling others and letting them torture you to death with thousands of cuts, having your flesh and bones chopped off, would be terrifying and make any normal person unable to sleep.

However, the culprit who did this had an indifferent look on his face, and was not moved at all, and looked like he was not satisfied.

They were sure that the number of people who died at the hands of this young man must have reached an appalling level.

Otherwise, how could there be such a strong murderous aura?

"Who dares to commit murder in public under the feet of the emperor?!"

At this moment, a strong and rough voice sounded from the door of Si Shui Nian Hua.

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man with a full beard came running in hurriedly with a group of officers and soldiers, in disheveled clothes.

Judging from the disheveled appearance of these people, they had obviously finished their get off work and hurriedly put on their constable uniforms and rushed over after hearing the news.

This is much better than the police officers in later generations who are only responsible for cleaning up the matter afterwards.

He had just stepped into the hall of Si Shui Nian Hua when a pungent smell of blood hit him in the face.

Captain Wang frowned. He had been a detective for more than twenty years and had encountered all kinds of murders, but this was the first time he had encountered such a strong smell of blood.

It felt like entering a slaughterhouse.

He frowned and looked towards the source of the bloody smell. The sight he saw made his breathing stop and his heart skipped a beat.

On the carpet over there, the blood had almost coagulated into a paste, and dozens of severed fingers and countless pieces of flesh and bones were scattered on the ground.