As soon as Ye Wutian finished speaking, Xueying took action. In addition to flashes of cold light, there were also bursts of ear-piercing sounds, which made people's hair stand on end.
When it comes to sword skills, few people can match Xue Ying, and even fewer people can escape from her sword skills.
The murderer who was originally tied up by Wu Hua found that the rope was broken after he was dazzled, and he was free.
However, in addition to the broken rope, the other party also found that his clothes were also in tatters.
He didn't have time to pay attention to the ropes and clothes. The other party felt pain. The bursts of heartbreaking pain made him unbearable and he screamed.
Xue Ying didn't stop and continued to play with her sword.
The knife rose and fell, and the murderer screamed louder, sharp and miserable.
Ye Wutian was as if he was watching a movie, with a smile on his face. Uncle Ye already hated this murderer to the core, and he had long told himself in his heart that he would not be lenient when he caught this bastard one day.
Xue Ying's slashing continued, but at this time the murderer had already lost his balance and fell to the ground rolling around.
"It's almost done." Ye Wutian called to Xue Ying and asked her to stop.
On the ground, the murderer had been tortured into a human shape, and his clothes had long been turned into pieces of cloth. In addition, his clothes were stained red with blood. If you look carefully, you can see that there are stab wounds on the surface of the skin under the tattered clothes, and the blood is
flow from those wounds.
Xue Ying had excellent control over every slash, and every slash was very measured, just enough to cut through the murderer's skin without killing him.
Now the murderer's body is completely covered with skin. One such wound is nothing, but if there are too many such wounds, it can kill someone.
He was rolling around on the ground in pain. The murderer would rather Ye Wutian killed him than suffer such pain. Anyway, he knew that if he fell into Ye Wutian's hands today, there would be no possibility of survival.
"Does it hurt? Can such a knife and flower still penetrate your eyes?" Ye Wutian asked with a smile.
"Kill me and give me a happy life."
"Tell me something I want and I'll give you a quickie right away."
The other party gritted his teeth and said, "I won't say it. If you dare, kill me."
"Alas! Why bother? Why bother yourself for the sake of others? Isn't this looking for trouble?" Ye Wutian didn't know what these people were thinking. Is there any moral justice in the world these days?
"Ye Wutian, don't waste time." The other party's eyes were red. He had already regained his freedom, but he could not get up from the ground.
Ye Wutian said: "Xue Ying, what should we do if people don't give us face?"
Xue Ying did not answer Ye Wutian. She was not good at words and answered directly with practical actions.
The knife fell and the murderer's right leg was split into two.
The next moment, the murderer's screams became even louder, making people feel goosebumps all over.
Xue Ying's coldness and cruelty also completely shocked the people standing around. They were all Ouyang Xingyue's people. At this time, they were all stunned in place. This woman, this beautiful woman was so ruthless. She didn't say a word.
It's so damn scary to hurt someone like this just by saying anything.
"Did you see? This is what will happen if you don't cooperate honestly. I said, if you don't cooperate with me, you don't even have the right to die." Ye Wutian said.
He raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the severed right leg. The murderer's eyes showed a kind of despair. He could die, but he could not accept such a fact.
"Brother, if you don't answer, your other leg may be reimbursed. What's wrong? Aren't you afraid?" Ye Wutian thought he was a kind reminder.
The other party tried his best to hold back the pain, sweating profusely, and was extremely embarrassed.
"Blood Cherry." Seeing that the other party was not cooperating, Ye Wutian gave another order.
After the flash of the knife, the murderer could not hold back the pain and let out another heart-rending scream because his left leg was also chopped off.
"Aren't you still willing to say it? Your legs have been cut off, so do you still want to take your hands away?"
"Ye Wutian, I really regret that I can't kill you."
Ye Wutian laughed loudly, "You're so interesting. There is no regret medicine in the world. Many people want my life, but who can kill me? It's not that I look down on a scum like you, even for someone like you.
You're a bit too young to deal with me. People like you can at best become someone else's tool and be used by others."
Ye Wutian's words were full of sarcasm. He didn't care what the other party's reaction was, let alone what the other party thought. He just wanted to get a valuable clue out of the other party's mouth as soon as possible.
In fact, Uncle Ye had always suspected that the murderer was related to Yang Langzi. He wanted to ask something from the murderer, but the other party was very tough.
"Aren't you going to tell me yet? I'm starting to lose my patience. Are you sure you won't tell me?" Ye Wutian asked, "Two minutes. I'll only give you two minutes to think about it. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."
"dream."
"Is this your answer to me? Well, you choose the path yourself, I won't force you." After Ye Wutian finished speaking, he said to Xue Ying: "Xue Ying, I'll leave it to you."
Xue Ying slashed his knife across the opponent's neck with a clean movement.
Ye Wutian was left speechless by Xue Ying, "I told you not to let him die so happily, what's wrong with you?"
"I don't like it." Xue Ying replied coldly.
Ye Wutian is funny, even if you think about it, Xue Ying's profession means that she doesn't like torturing people. Her actions are always clean and neat, and she uses the most direct and effective method to solve the enemy. This is the primary purpose of a ninja.
"You guys go out and watch." Ye Wutian ordered those people.
Several of Ouyang Xingyue's men immediately went out after hearing this. After they went out, Ye Wutian took out a small bag, poured some powder from the bag and sprinkled it on the murderer.
A few minutes later, Ye Wutian, who was holding his nose, walked out with Xue Ying, and ordered the few people guarding outside to go in and clean up.
"Alas! I still couldn't ask." In the car, Ye Wutian looked unwilling.
Xue Ying, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said nothing. She was as cold as ice. Her character has not changed for so long. No matter how hard Ye Wutian tries, she will not change. In the words of our uncle Ye, she has already become her.
Even after sleeping with her, she still didn't change at all. I really don't know how such a woman was trained.
Rushing to the hospital with Xue Ying, Ye Wutian was unwilling to go to Yang Langzi's place. As soon as the murderer died, the clues were cut off. There was nothing to prove that Yang Langzi was related to the murderer. Even so, Ye Wutian
I decided to go there one day.
He forced open the door of Yang Langzi's ward. Of course, before pushing open the door of Yang Langzi, the first thing Ye Wutian had to do was to knock down several of the opponent's men to the ground.
"Brother Ye, what happened to you being so aggressive? Are you dissatisfied with me?" Yang Langzi asked on the bed.
Ye Wutian sneered: "Yang Langzi, you are quite self-aware."
"I wonder where I have offended you?"
"I have caught the murderer who is good at making bombs, and he confessed to you, Yang Langzi. I didn't expect that you would be involved in everything. You are really not simple."
While talking, Ye Wutian kept staring at Yang Langzi, secretly observing his expression and face.
When he mentioned the murderer, Ye Wutian obviously noticed that Yang Langzi's pupils shrank sharply. This was a sign of nervousness. Although Yang Langzi had not changed much in other aspects, the subtle reaction just now was enough for Ye Wutian to make a judgment.
, just as he guessed, Yang Langzi was related to the murderer.
"I don't know what you said." Yang Langzi said.
Ye Wutian sneered: "Yang Langzi, people are doing it and God is watching. Do you think you can just pretend to be crazy and act stupid?"
"First of all, I don't know who the murderer you are talking about is Brother Ye. Secondly, if you want to prove that I am related to that murderer, you can find evidence. Aren't you talking about everything now based on evidence?"
"I can't produce any evidence, and I don't bother to ask for any evidence."
Yang Langzi said: "Oh, brother Ye, what is the purpose of your coming now?"
Ye Wutian said: "I just want to tell you that your partner is dead."
Yang Langzi's pupils shrank again, and this change in details made Ye Wutian notice it again. At this time, Ye Wutian would not believe it if he said that there was nothing between Yang Langzi and the murderer.
The eyes are the windows to the soul. They cannot deceive others and cannot be controlled. They are purely natural reactions. Yang Langzi contracted his pupils twice, which already speaks volumes.
"Brother Ye, is this what you want to tell me?" Yang Langzi asked, pretending to be calm.
Ye Wutian cursed secretly, this guy is really good at pretending, and he can still pretend to be paralyzed, but he really can't do anything to him now. He can't find any evidence, so he can't poison this kid directly with medicine.
?That’s unrealistic.
After dealing with the Tenglong Gang for a while, so many people jumped out. When old man Yang died, there were not so many people who jumped out. It can be seen that Yang Langzi is more difficult to deal with than his grandfather, and he also has better interpersonal relationships than his grandfather.
"That's all." Ye Wutian said: "By the way, I want to tell you that you may have to stop looking for a partner again."
Yang Langzi had a faint smile on his face: "Thank you, Brother Ye, for reminding me. As the saying goes, a person who is pure will self-purify. I will not admit anything I have not done."
"Is your leg injury feeling better?" Ye Wutian suddenly changed the topic.
Mentioning the leg injury, the smile on Yang Langzi's face slowly disappeared, "Brother Ye, I really hope you can help me."
"I already said I won't help, why do you bring this up again? Yang Langzi, we are rivals, there is no way I can help you."
Yang Langzi was furious for a while. Who mentioned this matter first? It seemed that he, Ye Wutian, took the initiative to mention it. You shouldn't be so mean.
"No matter what, I sincerely hope you can get better soon. It's rare to meet an opponent in life. You are not my opponent at ordinary times, let alone after you are injured, you are even less likely to be my opponent."
Yang Langzi finally found out that when bickering with Ye Wutian, there were probably not many people who could be Ye Wutian's opponents. He was so thick-skinned that most people really couldn't be his opponents.
"Okay, let's just talk about this. You have a good rest." After Ye Wutian finished speaking, he left, but after taking a few steps, he stopped again, turned around and said, "By the way, there is something I forgot to tell you.