"Don't worry, I won't kill you. At least not right now. I have already said that I will only charge a little interest when I come here today!"
Yang Mu walked up to Shen Tuyi and spoke slowly.
Shen Tuyi was like a mad beast, unwilling to sit still and wait for death. The moment Yang Mu stopped, he jumped out instantly, holding a short knife in his left hand, and stabbed Yang Mu in the heart!
Whoosh!
The sword flashed.
Shen Tuyi felt severe pain in his wrist, and immediately the palm of his left hand and the dagger fell to the ground.
It was cut off in an instant!
"Ah——! My hand! Hospital, take me to the hospital quickly and take my hand back!"
Shen Tuyi screamed in agony, holding the severed wrist that spurted blood, and was horrified to death.
He has done countless evil things in his life, and more than ten people have been beaten to death by him, but he himself has hardly suffered much.
Even though he was a fourth-grade innate powerhouse, his mind was still buzzing with fear when he saw his palm fall!
Chen Xirong, who was on the side, was so frightened by this horrific scene that she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Next, Shen Tuyi felt a stabbing pain in his head, rolled his eyes, and fell into coma.
When he woke up, it was already noon the next day.
He was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by a group of senior officials of the Shentu family with ugly faces.
An old man from the Shentu family grabbed the doctor's collar and shouted angrily:
"I farted on you! What does it mean to have a comminuted fracture of both legs that is impossible to cure! Is it the best result without amputation?
Listen carefully to what I say, no matter what, you must cure him! Otherwise, believe it or not, I will kill you?"
The doctor looked helpless: "Sir, please calm down. If there is even the slightest possibility of a cure, I would never tell you that. Really, there is no possibility at all!"
My legs?
Shen Tuyi realized something and found that he couldn't feel the existence of his legs, and his head suddenly became dizzy.
At this time, a young man walked in from outside the door.
"How's it going? Have you found that guy and Halfhand?" someone asked.
The young man shook his head helplessly.
Someone sighed: "The time to put the palm back has long passed. Even if we find the broken palm now, it will be useless!"
My left hand?
Shen Tuyi understood something again and turned to look at his left hand. Sure enough, he saw that his left palm had not been taken back and was already gone!
He rolled his eyes and just woke up, only to faint again.
Before he fell into coma again, in addition to the overwhelming hatred, he was also filled with confusion. Even now, he still doesn't know why the other party wanted to take revenge on him!
He didn't have a clue in his mind.
Just because over the years, he has harmed and killed countless people, and there are too many people who want to eat his flesh and drink his blood. If those people have the opportunity, they will definitely seek revenge on him.
There are too many objects worthy of suspicion!
at the same time.
Somewhere in Tianhai City, a hole was dug in the ground in front of a tombstone.
A broken palm was buried in it and then filled up!
"Old man, although you taught me that as a man, you should be broad-minded and be merciful to others. I have never forgotten these words, but I can't forgive him!
You said that if a person only lives for himself, he will be very sad. Therefore, I, Yang Mu, live not only for myself, but also for the people around me. Anyone who harms someone important to me will be punished by me.
Give it back twice as much!
This is Shen Tuyi’s palm, which is regarded as the interest collected in advance. In the future, I will also bring his head to you!"
Yang Mu took out a bottle of his grandfather's favorite liquor and poured it on the tombstone.
"I used to think that you liked drinking, but now I understand that the reason why you secretly drank with Tangtang and me back then was probably not because you liked wine, but because you liked being numbed by alcohol. Your heart was too bitter."
Years ago, the old man would sometimes secretly buy a bottle of cheap liquor and drink it secretly while hiding behind Yang Mu and Ruan Tang's back.
At that time, Yang Mu didn't understand why he wanted to hide. When he grew up, Yang Mu knew that it was because the old man was afraid that he would learn bad habits by drinking too much.
No matter how miserable he was in his heart, he was always thinking about his brother and sister.
"I am not of your blood, but we are no different from my father-in-law. I must avenge you, and even the King of Heaven and I cannot stop you."
Yang Mu stood in front of the tombstone and muttered for a long time, as if the tombstone could understand what he said.
After half an hour, he turned around and left.
When Yang Mu returned to the Tianding Lake villa area, he saw a scene that made him somewhat shocked at the gate of the villa area.
Dozens of young men and women held various fan support signs in their hands, and the scene was noisy.
What surprised Yang Mu the most was the words written on the fan support signs.
"Ruan Tang, you are the best!"
"Gummy gummy, Chinese dancer!"
"Princess Gummy, we will be your knights for life!"
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"Uh, are you a fan of Tangtang? Are you star-chasing at your doorstep?"
Yang Mu's reaction was not slow. Thinking of Ruan Tang's recent participation in the talent show called "Sound Dance", he immediately guessed that these guys were fans of his sister.
"It seems that the little girl will perform pretty well in the subsequent shows. She has already accumulated a number of fans?"
Yang Mu was overjoyed, much happier than when he encountered good things.
Seeing that the little girl he raised is now recognized and liked by so many people, what "parent" would be unhappy?
"Hey! Brother, are you here to support Princess Gummy too?"
A young man in his 20s who was fat and had acne on his face ran over and directly thrust a support sign into Yang Mu's hand.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess is about to compete in the quarter-finals, so as fans, we should help her build momentum! Take this and come over here together. Later, there will be someone responsible for taking photos and recording short videos.
Hehe! There are many wealthy people in our support club. The wealthy people contribute money and we contribute our efforts. Let everyone see that Her Royal Highness has many supporters!
Also, use this method to cheer up Her Highness the Princess! Her Highness is good at everything, but she seems a little unconfident. Hey, why are you so stunned? Get your fan card quickly!"
The fat young man is a chatterbox and talks endlessly.
Yang Mu glanced at the sign that read "Judge, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice." His forehead was covered with black lines, and he had the urge to hide his face and leave.
What other titles are written on this sign such as Gummy Princess, Her Royal Highness, etc...
Do you want to be so good at it?
Wouldn't it be shameful?
"I...should I forget it?"
Yang Mu was busy waving his hands. He always thought that he was very thick-skinned, but he didn't think so. He still overestimated himself!
"No! Take it, why, you don't love our gummy princess? You don't want to support her?"
The fat young man was dissatisfied and thrust the sign into Yang Mu's arms.
At this time, a girl pointed her mobile phone camera here and seemed to be recording a short video.
She looked at Yang Mu expectantly.
Yang Mu cried sadly: "Love! I am willing!"
Fans support their sister to such an extent, but as an older brother, I can’t break it no matter what!