When the police investigators arrived, they found that no one in the criminal gang of hundreds of people was spared, and all of them... had been cut into pieces.
More than a hundred people, none of them died, their bodies were all cut off with a knife, but they were all still alive. Faced with this situation, the authorities did not know how to deal with it. When they discussed countermeasures until the next day, these people were slow to
Slowly exhaled.
Suffering all kinds of suffering, pain, and torture before dying slowly, this is a masterpiece that makes handsome men and beautiful women famous across the board.
Of course, Leng Meiying would not tell Feng Tianche about her past glory now, but when she picked up the knife, Feng Tianche's eyes widened with fear on his face.
"Little sister, murdering your husband is not recommended..."
Leng Meiying ignored him and asked Shenlong to cooperate with her in her mental space.
Shenlong was reluctant: "Leng girl, I have finally gathered the strength, do you want me to give up all my efforts for this bastard, uh, for this handsome and majestic young master Feng?"
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"Stop talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death if I don't dare." Feng Tianche threatened without hesitation.
Shenlong Yuanshen dared not speak out in anger, so he could only follow Leng Meiying's wishes, follow her rhythm, and begin to channel his own power.
There is no need to describe Feng Tianche's strength. He was able to forcibly refine himself into a saint-level master even when his skills went wrong. His talent and perseverance are already beyond anyone's imagination.
In other words, his body has gone crazy for more than a day or two. It is impossible to eradicate it once or twice.
How good Leng Meiying's craftsmanship is, the more than a hundred criminals who have witnessed her reputation as "handsome guys and beauties all over the place" are well aware of it. If she doesn't let you die, it will be difficult for you to die.
In the same way, Feng Tianche's body and Leng Meiying can also be cured.
With the unparalleled medical methods and Shenlong's healing texture, Leng Meiying was 80% sure to relieve some of Feng Tianche's pain.
However, it only alleviates the pain.
The knife chopped off Feng Tianche's robe, revealing the bronze skin underneath, and the muscles were taut, clean and smooth, giving people an extremely reassuring feeling.
With such a figure, if those nymphos in the imperial capital saw it, I'm afraid there's no telling what kind of tragedy it would cause.
However, Leng Meiying just took a few more glances at his back, not to see how good his figure was, but to experience where the knife needed to be done.
After spotting it, Leng Meiying cut it without hesitation. Immediately, the muscles flew, blood spattered, and a line of black smoke came out.
At the same time, Shenlong opened his mouth and spit out a stream of dragon breath. In front of this pure vitality, Feng Tianche's injured back quickly recovered.
Leng Meiying did not hesitate and continued to cut open, blood flew out.
After more than half an hour, Feng Tianche finally felt that the cutting on his back was over. The pain was so great that he did not even blink.
To him, the pain seemed no different than being bitten by an ant.
Standing and sheathing the knife, Leng Meiying relaxed her eyebrows slightly, and the demonic lotus between her eyebrows no longer flickered.
However, during this half hour, Leng Meiying's body was already soaked with sweat, which showed that it was not easy for her to do all this.
"Leng girl, this dragon's power has just been restored, but most of it is missing... I hate you!" The three-inch golden boy was about to cry without tears in the sea of anger.
