[69 Book Bar - www.] "Hey, it's late at night, and the sun also comes out in the west? Or am I too old, my eyesight is dim, and I'm confused. But this charming face is indeed Ling Yansen, the president of Jiayu International
Ah. Then I am not old. After all, I let Mr. Ling’s wife have sex under me all night long. The feeling was so ecstasy that I can still vividly remember it. Mr. Ling, are you interested in hearing me recount in detail what happened at that time?
Wonderful situation...ah!"
Before Zhou Dong could react, Ling Yansen had already kicked him down.
Under the dim light, his face, which could not be called a face, had no distinguishable color or expression. It was like a tombstone frozen in ice, so heavy that only its weight remained.
Zhou Dong chuckled, with a smile on his twisted dark yellow and thin face like a man-eating flower. He opened his bloody mouth and was about to pounce on Ling Yansen.
"Rongzi, give me three nails and a hammer."
Ling Yansen ordered expressionlessly towards Zhou Jirong, who was motionless beside him. His pupils were deep, but he could only see mottled blood. He didn't know whether it was because there were too many red blood filaments or because Zhou Jirong's eyes were broken.
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Zhou Jirong was still scared.
This Ling Yansen is no longer alone, he is crazy, completely crazy.
"Madman, you... what are you going to do? Madman, I was confused by this bastard. Then I remembered that this bastard was a fool who was a young and thin sister-in-law and was taught a lesson by you. What's going on?
?Why did I hear him say...sister-in-law...she..."
In fact, he vaguely guessed something in his heart. Looking at Ling Yansen's cold silhouette, Zhou Jirong deceived himself and refused to think that way.
"Bah! Frivolous? Zhou Jirong, you are so fucking embarrassed to say that! If you hadn't deliberately pushed that woman into my arms, I would have been beaten to a disability by him. I lay in bed for six months. Fortunately for you
The life-saving money of two hundred thousand yuan saved my life, so I later became angry and waited for an opportunity to retaliate. In the end, I kidnapped your good sister-in-law, and, hey, enjoyed it all night long.
, I was simply in heaven that night, and I will never forget that feeling of being in heaven..."
I don't know when, Ling Yansen already had three more nails in his hand, more than an inch long, and he was holding a small hammer in his other hand.
He coldly ordered his two men, "Get this dog to the ground, lie flat on his back, with his feet in the air, and secure him!"
"yes!"
Zhou Jirong sensed something was wrong, and by the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late. Ling Yansen had already crouched down and put on a mask and hood.
Then there was the tragic and shrill ghost cry from Zhou Dong.
Ling Yansen started quickly and accurately. Three nails were placed side by side and at the same distance apart. He used a hammer to fix the tip of Zhou Dong's tongue and pierce it. It is not difficult to imagine that the other end of the nails was either in the esophagus or deep in the throat.
For a moment, the smell of blood quickly filled the air.
Zhou Dong's tongue was like a corpse that had been crucified on a cross, unable to suck human blood. And where the tongue was nailed, blood spurted out.
Ling Yansen took a breath, his eyes were empty, but a sinister smile flashed across his lips, seeming to express satisfaction with Zhou Dong who could no longer speak.
Zhou Jirong was stunned and speechless. He shook his head, and his whole body felt like electricity passed through him. He was so shocked that he didn't know what to do. No, this was not his buddy. Even if Madman Ling was crazy, he wouldn't be like this...
It's so cruel and inhumane, to drive a nail into someone's tongue while that person is still intact...do it like this!
Zhou Jirong became frightened. He walked over tremblingly and carefully patted Ling Yansen's back, fearing to disturb the furious lion.
"Madman, madman... you have passed, don't be like this, let's not be like this..."
Ling Yansen suddenly turned around, his eyes were not focused, and he spoke as if he was reading a memorial. Youzhong felt like standing on the tomb in the wind, "Rongzi, from now on, give me a countdown, five minutes, prepare the incubator, and then
Contact the Organ Sharing Network and tell us that we have an intact heart here that is designated for donation to a person named Jiang Henhan, and the donor is a death row inmate who died unexpectedly."
Zhou Jirong was frightened. Looking at Ling Yansen's twisted look, he almost cried out of fright. He shook his head vigorously in disbelief, "Madman, what are you going to do? Don't do this, don't do something wrong that you can't undo. You hate him."
, I understand that you want to kill him, and I also understand that we can find someone else to do it. I don’t want you to take the risk. Although you can avoid it, if something goes wrong, it will be murder. This is not in the United States or anywhere in Africa.
, this is China, madman, I beg you, don’t do this..."
"No! You don't understand!" At this time, Ling Yansen was like a paranoid on the verge of festering. No one who messed with him would end well. He suddenly became excited, and his smile was filled with gloom. To other people's ears, it would sound like
It makes people have the urge to never have the function of hearing again in this life.
His eyes were wide open, making the dazzling redness in his eyes even more dazzling, like a dangerous ghost like a mandala.
"Rongzi, let me tell you clearly, I not only want to kill him, I also want to vivisect him! Do you know under what circumstances the organs are best to be taken out? Not when the brain is dead, but when the organs are taken out alive,
The organs are the freshest! I want to let this bastard enjoy the first and last extreme experience in his life before he dies. I want him to open his eyes and watch how I am on him.
How to disembowel him, how to take out his black heart, how to cut off his bones with a saw, and make a string of wind chimes to hang on the edge of my door. When the wind blows, it will ring, all the time.
I will make amends, apologize, and repent to Ah Wu forever and ever!"
Zhou Jirong felt that he must be hallucinating, otherwise, why would he be so trembling that he could only hear his own loud and feeble gasping?
This time, he was really frightened and cried. Ling Yansen's appearance was not only abnormal, but also made him feel an indescribable sadness. "No, madman, don't do this. Things have already happened. If you do this, you will not only put yourself in danger."
What's the use of being in a dangerous place? Don't be so crazy, madman, you are usually the most sensible person, don't be like this, okay? Just think of me as begging you, I really don't recognize you anymore, you know? Come back to the rational and calm person
You, don't do these things that make me tremble. This is wrong. This is extremely twisted and perverted. This violates the rules of life. Don't put yourself in a place of no return, okay? Ah, madman,
Don't be like this..."
Ling Yansen stared with a pair of eyes, and droplets of pale to transparent water seeped out from the pool of red blood. Those waterdrops quickly formed lines and slid down the corners of his half-lidded eyes.
He turned around and looked at Zhou Dong, who was twisted in pain and struggling feebly back and forth on the ground.
He picked up the dissecting tools that Zhou Jirong had brought him. Every time he cut, the blood on the blade would be covered with new blood, layer by layer, flowing over his hands like water covering a golden mountain.
The room was so salty that I couldn't smell it.
Even those thugs who were accustomed to seeing life and death turned around one by one at this moment and covered their ears, unable to bear to hear the eerie and shrill screams coming from Zhou Dong.
Ling Yansen's thinking was unusually calm. Where to move first? How to better preserve the vitality of the heart? Everything was carried out in an orderly manner. The only thing that bothered him was that Zhou Dong's shrill screams echoed throughout the empty space.
There was a swing going back and forth, and I didn't know if it was Zhou Jirong's crying or his own.
He didn't know if he was crying, but he saw his own transparent liquid dripping on the bloody flesh of Zhou Dong's open chest.
It turned out that he was crying too, silently reciting the word "Ah Wu" while doing inhumane things, while Gu Ying cried in self-pity.
He is a tragedy, so he can only do tragic things. No one can save him because he gave up on saving himself. This is Ling Yansen, the bloody, perverted, hopeless and struggling Ling Yansen.
Ah Wu, don't think you're dirty, I'm the dirtiest one. It seems that that's the only thing I can do.
Really damn, right?
And, Ah Wu, I love you, I love you crazily, inhumanly, and destructively.
******
Qingwu really couldn't believe this great news.
Even Jiang Henhan looked at the doctor with suspicion. He turned his head and looked at the electronic clock on the bedside table. The hour hand pointed to three in the morning.
"So, Director Liu, are you sure you are not talking in your sleep? If you are talking in your sleep, my mother is asleep at home, so it's okay."
"It's true, Xiaohan. I just received the news, a call from the Organ Sharing Network. Our doctors are already on their way to get a heart, an A-type, beating heart!"
"Wow! Jiang Henhan, that's great! Director Liu, you are really a lucky star, a big lucky star!"
Qingwu seemed to be stepping on the clouds, her whole body was light and fluttering, and she bounced happily on the ground. She ran to Jiang Henhan's bedside and excitedly held his slightly cool hands, "Henhan! I really don't dare.
Do you believe it? But this is your good luck! That sentence is really true, good people are rewarded! You have a heart! No, I am too happy, I can't help but want to wake your mother, she
I will definitely cry with joy when I find out!”
Qingwu said to herself, tears welling up in her eyes with joy, and she quickly called He Yi.
Sure enough, as soon as the group came to talk about this, He Yi exploded and quickly urged her husband Jiang Mutao to get up and ran out without wearing any shoes. Jiang Mutao still angrily took her clothes and
The shoes were chased out, but He Yi had already opened the car door, "Hurry up! Our son is saved! Lao Jiang, did you understand? What are you doing with a straight face? Our son has a heart! I don't know who has the best intentions.
Donated by people, in short, I wish him a good life in heaven! Haha!"