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Chapter 1839 Pretending to Repent

"After decades, I didn't expect that you came for Li Zhantian."

Smith breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I know I made a big mistake back then, and I felt a little guilty in my heart."

"I have been repenting all the time over the years, but no one knows it."

"To be honest, I admire Li Zhantian very much. He is the real man who stands tall and upright."

"His unyielding spirit is worthy of everyone's learning."

"By the way, you are a descendant of Li Zhantian, are you?"

"I can understand your mood, but there is a saying in Yan State that says, 'When will the revenge be repaid?'"

"We were also helpless and had the constraints of our mission, so we had to kill Li Zhantian."

"Now, decades have passed, and it is normal for you to pursue it. But if you kill us, you can't resurrect Li Zhantian, right?"

"A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. The key is to depend on the situation in front of him."

"As long as you can let me go, I can agree to you no matter what your request."

"Smith, you're talking nonsense, but it's a pity that you can't convince me." Li Chuchen said lightly, "I have sworn that I must avenge my great-grandfather."

"Allen, Andrew, Irving, and you and the other four masters, you can't escape."

"I will cut off your heads with my own hands and use your heads to pay tribute to my great-grandfather's spirit in heaven."

"Wait a minute, I have a lot of money. As long as you can let me go, I can give you countless wealth."

Smith said seriously, "I bought dozens of pages of US dollars under the manor. I gave you all the money. You will be able to enjoy it without working in your life."

"Money is not omnipotent, just like now, no matter how much money you have, you can't buy your head back."

After Li Chuchen said that, he picked up the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand, aimed the muzzle at Smith's arm, and made a stance to pull the trigger.

Smith was so scared!

As long as Li Chuchen fired this shot, Smith's entire arm would definitely be blown away.

The thighs were so thick that they were smashed into pieces by a bullet, not to mention that they were just one of Smith's arms.

"Don't shoot, please!"

Smith also wanted to be miserable in front of Li Chuchen, hoping that Li Chuchen could give him a chance to survive.

Unfortunately, he still thought too much!

Li Chuchen did not agree and decisively pulled the trigger, and the gunshot sounded.

"Bang!"

A bullet shot out of the barrel of the gun, hitting Smith's left arm accurately and accurately.

The extremely powerful sniper rifle instantly beat Smith's right hand to pieces.

Smith was screaming in fear, his voice as if it was coming from a slaughterhouse.

"Actually, compared to the previous three people, you are already very lucky."

"Do you know how Allen and Andrew, and Irving died?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you now."

"The three of them died the same way. They were all beaten to be disabled by me, and their limbs were destroyed. Finally, their heads were cut off and frozen in the refrigerator."

"Do you know why I did this?"

"I think you should have thought of it too. Yes, I just want to use the heads of the eight of you to pay tribute to my great-grandfather's spirit in heaven."

After Li Chuchen said that, he fired another shot.

The shot hit Smith's left arm.

In an instant, Smith's left arm was also blown off, and blood was splattering, which was very terrifying.

Li Chuchen looked cold.

For him, this kind of situation was already accustomed to it.

Smith knew that he would die, and he would no longer beg for mercy, but just waited quietly for the arrival of Death.

Anyway, all his limbs are gone, and even if he still has hope of living, Smith doesn't know what the meaning of his life is?
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