The tip of the knife pierced the subcutaneous tissue, directly pierced the pectoralis major muscle, and then pushed deeper to reach the pectoralis propria muscle... Li San stopped suddenly, his handsome face that could compete with Yuehua smiled with an unclear meaning,
There was no violence in his eyes, only peace, as if he was doing trivial things for a year.
Liu Dao was screaming in agony again and again. He didn't even have time to beg for mercy. His screams made those outside get goosebumps all over.
"It only hurts like this after just one stab. Liu Dao, aren't you quite capable in front of me? If you are capable, why are you screaming like a coward now?" Li San tapped the handle of the knife with his finger, slowly.
The torture was even more difficult for Liu Dao to endure.
He did not plunge the knife into Liu Dao's heart again, but took a step back.
At this time, Li San couldn't tell that he was actually covered in whip wounds. His hands were inserted leisurely into his trouser pockets, his brows were cut like a cut, and Junyan, who was as handsome as a god, smiled playfully.
"That's it with one knife. It turns out that your Liu Dao is nothing more than that."
Things were turning, and Liu Dao now hated himself for not killing the person in front of him directly before, "Li San! You traitor! If you hadn't said bad things about me in front of the general, with the general's trust in me, I would have fallen into the trap."
In your hand?"
"Just wait for me! Sooner or later, I will get this debt back from you!"
Li San laughed lowly, as if he had heard some joke.
He should be a very gentle person, even when he smiles, he is extremely restrained and reserved. He should be a well-educated person, with the nobility of Tsinghua University flowing through his body, and he should also be a person with a good family background.
Man, he has a graceful demeanor, as restrained as jade, and as proud as a green pine.
He raised his eyes and looked at Liu Dao with a smile with his deep black eyes, "Do you think there is still a way to survive if you fall into my hands today?"
Killing someone was a matter of an instant. He raised his slender legs, aimed at the dagger that had been embedded in Liu Dao's chest, and kicked... Liu Dao's screams echoed in the stone chamber, and the whole dagger
It had already pierced his chest, piercing the heart that was still beating just a moment ago.
"Li San..." Liu Dao's last voice was filled with hatred and resentment. He stared at Li San with wide eyes, staring at Li San with unyielding eyes.
Death is like a lamp going out. No matter how hard you stare, Li San will not lose a piece of his body.
While Liu Dao's body was still twitching, Li San suppressed the smile on his face, walked over with an indifferent look and directly pulled out the dagger stabbed into Liu Dao's chest, "I have to thank you. If it weren't for those few blows from you, I would
I don’t know how many years it will take my brain to remember the past.”
Li San, no, it should be Duan Zhaorong. A man who had been missing for almost seven years suddenly appeared in such a way. Before his memory was restored, he was the shadow of a general, a man whose day and night were reversed.
Lazy, at night it is like a sword of spring water that can cut through the night sky. Under the tenderness, it is a sword full of chilling intent.
Dealing with Liu Dao was not something he had wanted to do before. Although he had lost his memory, his loyalty remained unchanged. Liu Dao was the general's man, and he was loyal to the general, so naturally he would not do anything to Liu Dao.
After recovering his memory, Li San is no longer the Li San randomly named by the general. He is a soldier, a special operations soldier in the Golden Army.
