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Chapter 1000 The Night Before the Rainstorm (16)

"…Why do you want to be famous so much after you have reported your name several times?"

A cold and biting voice sounded, and the rickety old man walking in front stopped in front of the stairs.

"...swish..." The sound of the knife piercing the flesh was heard. The movement was so fast that only an afterimage was left. Uncle Qin felt a foreign object piercing his side, followed by a heartbreaking pain.

"...You...creak..." The old man gritted his teeth and lowered his head slightly.

I saw a slightly smaller and fleshy young hand, holding the handle of the dagger that had been completely engraved in. The red and black blood was dazzling and had soaked into the cracked tiger's mouth.

That touch of red, along the seams, seems to be soaking it all with moisture, and it is like a greedy evil beast, secretly sucking...

The heartbreaking pain, whether it was numbed or completely shielded, the pain dissipated, as if nothing happened, but his body, which could not lift up any strength, reminded him that all this was not a dream.

"... Bang..." A dagger fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and was not stained with a trace of blood. The old man was unable to control it anymore and slipped down from his sleeve.

"...Xiao Xian...you...you...why did you kill Uncle Qin..." The trembling voice was filled with unbelievable shock.

"Uncle Qin, what are you pretending to do at this time? Why do you want to avenge your father? Who among us wants to avenge our father? Who among these boys has so much love and hatred?

Me! I don’t see my father a few times a year, and my familiarity with him is not as good as that yellow dog at the entrance of the town! Why do you want me to avenge him? For the kindness of him returning a few days a year?

But after all, there are other people in my family who have been killed, and it is barely reasonable to ask me to take revenge. But how many of them?... Haha... You kidnapped people and deceived their families and took them to who knows where. In this way,

Threaten them.

It’s true that their father is dead, but at least their mother is still there, their brothers and sisters are still there, and they still have relatives and friends who can help. What’s the result? Why do you have to let us kids who haven’t grown up yet bear the grudges of our parents..."

The young man chattered non-stop, sometimes excited, sometimes helpless, sometimes angry, sometimes a little gloomy and dissatisfied...

"...I...I...I took them...captured them...and trained them strictly...that's...that's to help you..." Uncle Qin sighed helplessly and spoke intermittently.

"...Haha... help me? I have a grudge against them, but I don't want revenge. The one who wants revenge should be you, right? Uncle Qin?"

The young man had a sneer on his face, curled his lips slightly, and spoke directly, revealing his old background.

"What Uncle Qin is doing is just to avenge himself, right? When you let your only son live in my house, he was mistaken for my eldest brother, and my eldest brother was mistaken for me. Instead, you let me escape when I was playful and sneaked out.

One calamity.

Under the guise of avenging my father, training me rigorously to become a killer day after day should also be a kind of revenge on me! The few people you kidnapped, their fathers, should also have inadvertently been killed at some time.

Have I offended you?

I remember clearly that in the earliest days, your attitude towards us and the punishment you gave us had nothing to do with our training performance. It should be determined by your disgust and dissatisfaction with our respective parents! Only we are slightly older.

Finally, I thought we had the ability to distinguish, and then quietly changed."

Listening to these words, Uncle Qin looked sad and shed two drops of tears from the corners of his eyes. His whole body seemed to have drained out all his strength and had his bones pulled away, and he was hunched over.

"Xiao Xian, it's my fault. I shouldn't have forced that hatred on you. I did have selfish motives and wanted to avenge Xiao Hong as well, but I..."

"...Uncle Qin..." The young man interrupted impatiently, and sneered: "You can't survive, and you are still so hypocritical. Is it interesting? Uncle Qin! Do you really treat us like little brats?"

"...Xiao Xian...if saying this can make you feel happier, then Uncle Qin is willing to bear all this!"

Uncle Qin's eyes were wet, and he spoke with compassion and loneliness. Not only was his voice trembling, but his body was also trembling slightly.

"...Ho ho ho..." The young man sneered repeatedly, stretched out his foot and pulled away the dagger that fell to the ground, his eyes were cold.

With a snap, the young man fiercely pulled out the dagger that had penetrated Uncle Qin's side. Uncle Qin seemed to have lost the last bit of support and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Qin, should you always wear this thing to protect us? It's such a good thing! It must be useful for blowing and breaking hair!"

As the young man spoke, he picked up the dagger from the ground, looked at it carefully, and frowned again.

"... No, no... I should be the main person you are guarding against all day long. What kind of kindness have you been telling us about since you were a child? And only you know about the families of those people? They have been controlled by you for a long time. You should be careful.

Yes, I am a carefree person.

Uncle Qin, to be honest, it’s not easy to kill you! I don’t know where you learned this skill from, and you taught us how to hide it. Even if you are old and lame, I don’t have the slightest confidence or confidence.

.

If Scar Wu hadn't died and failed to avenge you, you would have felt that countless years of hard work had been wasted, and you would have been filled with anger and disappointment, making you less prepared. You wouldn't have known who was going to be struck with this knife.

Woolen cloth?"

"Did you deliberately release Scar Five?" Uncle Qin could no longer pretend, his face was beating wildly, his voice was full of endless killing intent, and his sharp and sinister eyes made the young man look away slightly.

"That's right! Compared to Scar Five, you are my primary target. I have been waiting for this knife for many years. It can be said that I racked my brains and racked my brains before I calculated this knife.

If Scar Five is not dead, countless years of hard work have been wasted, and you will definitely be furious. This is the time when you are the slowest to react and the weakest on your guard. This is the best time for me to take action.

I just need to shoot a moment in advance and miss it slightly, because your other disciples want to avenge you and end all this, but they are also afraid that if you take revenge, you will deal with them.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But they dare not disobey you, but when facing Scar Five, they are in a bad mood, and they are destined to be hesitant and slow to shoot.

The slightest difference, coupled with my speed, gave Scar Wu a chance to survive.

Of course, whether he can survive depends on his fate and his ability. If you do more, you will find that it will be a waste of my efforts. I might as well wait for you to take this stab when you are happy!"

"...Haha...Hong Suixian, I really underestimated you! You are really capable of calculating. You must be causing trouble with the attitudes of those outside towards me, right?"

Uncle Qin was so angry that he laughed. Even his weak voice could not hide the thick murderous intention and hatred that could not be dispersed.

"So what? Don't describe me as how sinister and villainous I am, as if it can show how wronged you have been. What kind of bastard are you, don't you have any idea in your heart?

He learned a lot of skills, but ended up using them to defend us and want revenge. However, he did not dare to find his enemies, but instead kidnapped us and tortured us in various ways! Even when the time came for revenge, he hid behind us."

"...Sigh...I never imagined that Uncle Qin...would be such a person in your eyes..." With his murderous intention and hatred restrained, Uncle Qin covered his wound and spoke with blurred eyes.

"...Come again...Can you come up with something new? Is it interesting that you always do this? You are going to die, and you are still hypocritically hiding your true face? Or do you really not have the courage to look at yourself?

Back then, when my whole family was murdered, you were also at home. As a result, except for me, four members of my family died, including your son. However, you survived. Although your hands and feet were broken, you were still alive.

There were no fatal injuries, tell me! How did you survive - coward?"

"...You..." Uncle Qin's eyes widened with anger, and he seemed to be discouraged. He choked and said: "Xiao Xian, in fact, your surname should be Qin. I originally wanted to take those unworthy things to the grave, but..."

"...Oh oh..." The young man pretended, and then said with a bad smile, "You mean, my face will be as twitchy as yours, right? Actually! That was when I was a child, and you were particularly nice to my so-called elder brother.

, I noticed that your faces would sometimes twitch, so I pretended to do so.

I studied secretly for a long time, and after I learned it, I deliberately let you see it. Sure enough, your treatment of me became much better, so I kept learning, and finally it became a habit. You don't really think that I am your son, do you?

…Ha ha…"

The young man's tone was full of pride and ridicule. After a moment of silence, Uncle Qin's chest, which was rising and falling violently, calmed down and he spoke slowly.

"Actually, not every descendant of our Qin family will have face twitches, and the age at which they appear is also different. Some people only have this twitch when they are forty or fifty years old!"

"...Hehe..." The young man curled his lips and replied with a smile: "So what? Who is my biological father? I don't care at all. I just need someone who is eager for justice and justice to be my father, not someone like

Just like you, a father who is like a sewer cockroach or a rat."

"...Haha..." Uncle Qin opened his eyes wide and sneered a few more times, saying: "What kind of good guy do you think the guy named Hong is? I'm hypocritical. I learned it from him. Every time he comes back, he always looks for you.

Mom is venting her anger, otherwise how do you think I took advantage of it?"

"...Sigh..." The young man sighed, squatted down, and said with a smile: "Uncle Qin! Didn't you see me clearly at all? As you said, all I care about is his good reputation outside, so I can bear it.

It’s none of my business to make a fuss about what he actually does?”

Uncle Qin was dumbfounded, and after being silent for a long moment, he said softly: "Whether you recognize it or not, it doesn't actually matter. Anyway, those people outside have already suspected or even firmly believed that you and I are father and son."

"Isn't that right?" the young man asked back, and chuckled: "They think that I killed my own father stupidly and naively, so they will look down upon me and relax their guard against me. Isn't that convenient for me to take advantage of?"

Them?"

Uncle Qin was speechless again, and chuckled a few times in self-deprecation, saying: "You are really bad, so bad that you have pus. Compared with you, Hong and I are both great good people! If you hadn't known

Your mother has no chance to find another man, and I will doubt who the bastard left behind you!"

"...Hey..." The young man stopped smiling and said with a gloomy face: "To put it bluntly, I am much more pure than you two hypocrites. How can I dare to face my filthy heart like you?

If you can't fight with your words, you'll expose your shortcomings, so don't blame me for stripping you naked!

If you say you are avenging your son, that is just to give you face - Uncle Qin! What is the truth? It is probably that Scar Wu played a cruel trick on you in the courtyard, and as a result, you couldn't stand up anymore.

Let you become a eunuch.

You were angry, you were angry, so in the name of revenge, you kidnapped us young men and wanted us to cause trouble for Scar Wu. Right! Useless Uncle Qin?"

After saying that, the young man's face was full of ridicule. Seeing his chest rising and falling, he continued to stimulate: "What makes us avenge our father? Why do you want to avenge your son? It's all nonsense. You are just not angry because you have no eggs.

Why don't you go by yourself? Because without eggs, you don't even have the courage to face him. Even when facing other normal adult men, you shy away from him. Even if you want to find someone, you only dare to go to us half-grown men.

Why do you torture us in all kinds of ways during training? Because our eggs are not broken, which makes you extremely unbalanced and crazy with jealousy. In fact, I am right to persuade those people outside. Will you let us go? You will even let us grow up.

Looking for a woman to get married and have children? In fact, you know very well what it is, you just don’t want to admit it!”

"...you...you..." Uncle Qin's hands were shaking as he tried to lift them up, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were as wide as bells, and his expression was so twisted that he seemed to want to eat him alive.

"...Want to know how I knew? Back then, you were still looking for women around the training place, hoping for someone to help you recover. Before you mutilated her, I had followed you there secretly. I knew that after you left, she was

How do you laugh at others? She said..."

The young man stopped talking and frowned slightly when he looked at Uncle Qin, who had widened his eyes but was no longer moving.

He gently pulled it twice with his feet, but there was no movement. After waiting for a while, the young man was still cautious and kicked off his shoes. He stretched out his hand from a distance and felt the instep of his feet. There was no pulse.

After waiting for a while, he checked the pulse on his hand, but there was no pulse. After waiting again, he checked the neck pulse, but there was still no pulse. The young man felt relieved.

He stretched out his hand to close his eyes, but he pulled back halfway. After muttering softly that this method would be more effective, the young man stood up gently.

When he raised his head again, the young man had already put on a gloomy, vicious and slightly crazy expression. The deformed smile revealed an uncomfortable feeling of weirdness and chill.

"...Quack quack... the old man... the old madman... finally killed you... avenge your father... you dare not avenge your son... kidnapped us and tortured us for six years... finally I found a chance... quack quack..."

…Ho ho ho…”

"...Bang...squeak..." After hearing the huge noise and the crazy and unclear words coming from the room, several people in the front yard rushed over and knocked open the door.

They only saw Hong Suixian holding a blood-stained dagger beside the blood-stained staircase, punching and kicking Uncle Qin's body, behaving like crazy, and hurling all kinds of unsavory words.

Several people hesitated at the door, then rushed over and pulled Hong Suixian away. When he calmed down a little, sobbing and tears streaming down his face, they also confirmed Uncle Qin's death.

After learning that Uncle Qin was dead, everyone was in a daze for a while. When they looked at Uncle Qin again, the hatred buried in their hearts burst out without any cover.

As Hong Suixian said at the beginning, how could these young men have so much grudges and grudges? Even if there was hatred, it was not to the extent that they would sacrifice everything for revenge.

What's more, their parents weren't family-loving, and their relationship wasn't very deep. How could they make them pay everything for revenge? At least before the drastic changes in life caused by the loss of their father, bullying, etc., they were

It's hard to have that kind of hatred.

What's more, Uncle Qin still took them away from their normal lives and suffered all kinds of torture for so-called revenge training. His hatred for Uncle Qin was no less than that of the so-called enemies who killed his father. Even the hatred for the enemies who killed his father was mostly caused by Uncle Qin.

bring.

However, after all, he had lived for many years and was raised and trained by Uncle Qin in isolation from the outside world for many years. He also indoctrinated him with a lot of things, so under that resentment, there were also some complicated and difficult-to-understand emotions.

But these emotions were soon replaced by worries. Only Uncle Qin knew where their families were. How to find them now?

But a few people have forgotten one thing. How will they live if Uncle Qin is gone? Looking at the looks they cast, Hong Suixian thought to himself.


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