Chapter two hundred and twentieth: the ending [for the Bodo knot
After Bao Ping's words came to light, the scene instantly got out of control...
Wu Laolai's family of four went crazy when they saw the burned red iron egg.
How had they ever seen such real horror? The red-hot iron egg emitted layers of heat waves, burning their faces.
The intense stimulation at that moment pierced their cerebral cortex, leaving them unable to do anything except scream and frantically try to escape.
The people behind him also screamed crazily, running away like a group of ants that had been fried, asking for help everywhere like crazy.
They forgot the gongs, drums and mobile phones in their hands, running around like the most primitive animals, trying to get into the ruins and hide somewhere.
Wu Laolai's old wife, his son and daughter-in-law also ran outside like crazy.
The man in black grabbed them by their collars and carried them back like chickens.
But they still crawled out crazily, not thinking about the rules of the game at all, and just kept going crazy.
The scene was a mess...
Finally, Bao Ping raised his hand, and someone came over with a plain knife, held the three people's necks, and quickly slit their throats.
When blood splattered on the ground, everyone fell silent.
They didn't dare to make any more noise, let alone say another word, or even take a breath.
The lives of the three people were lost in an instant, and they saw naked death before their eyes.
In this place where there is a thin line between life and death, no one wants to be the one who stands out, for fear that if they make the slightest sound, they will be sent to hell by the gray-eyed King of Hell in front of them.
Now there was only Wu Laolai left on the ground. He was so frightened that he was almost stupid. His eyes were blurred and he was staring blankly at his wife, son and wife on the ground~~
Bright blood flowed out from under the corpses and gradually soaked under his body, dyeing his clothes through.
Wu Laolai's whole body was shaking violently, and his eyes were spinning around like glass balls popped out.
Finally he seemed to understand something, turned over and threw himself on the ground, kowtowing crazily to Bao Ping.
"The uncle killed well!
The uncle killed well!
They are all bad people and beasts!
They often blackmail others. They bump into other people's cars and ask for money. They pretend to be hungry and blackmail people from restaurants.
They have all done beastly things and deserve what they deserve~~
Uncle, you are Tianen, I am the grass under your feet and the dog beside you!
Please spare my life. I will never do evil again when I burn incense and worship Buddha. I am just a shameless dog. I beg you to spare my life~~"
Wu Laolai repeated these words mechanically, kowtowing like a robot until his head was broken and bleeding.
Bao Ping still looked at him with a mischievous smile. After watching him kowtow like a robot for a long time, he said softly:
"So greedy, you want to eat everything! You want to eat even the things you can't swallow. Do you think no one can cure you?
Look up and see, who has God spared?"
After Bao Ping finished speaking, he stood up with a smile and waved his hand vigorously. In an instant, several men in black rushed over.
Fat Wei also followed over, pressed Wu Laolai's shoulders, and pressed him to the ground.
At this time, I heard Bao Ping's voice like the King of Hell, saying coldly:
"Stuff all these red-hot things into his stomach!
Let him eat!"
"Ah~~",
After Wu Laolai heard this, he shouted like crazy, and the crowd behind him also screamed in horror.
But no one dared to say a word...
The next scene is very cruel, so cruel that people dare not look at it...
Wu Laolai's voice is extremely miserable, and it can make people collapse. His voice is very intense at first, and then slowly weakens, so weak that it makes people feel a little pitiful.
But those men in black did not stop. In this case, they seemed to be wearing ruthless masks and would not sympathize with anyone.
Even if they think the punishment suffered by this scoundrel is too severe, no one will sympathize with him.
Because the word pity has been abandoned by this scoundrel himself.
The residents behind him had been watching this cruel scene. They were so frightened that they didn't even have the courage to escape. They just stood there and watched everything.
Their eyes turned in horror, not knowing what their fate was.
When Wu Laolai's body was thrown into the open space, these people finally realized that bad luck had come.
The body was burnt red with iron eggs all over, white smoke was emitting, the belly was burned through, and most of the fat had turned into black carbon.
The men in black picked up the body and threw it among the group of people.
The group of people didn't even have the strength to dodge, and they all fell limply to the ground.
Some people started foaming at the mouth, and some people started convulsing all over~~
They didn't even have the strength to shout. The huge fear had completely overwhelmed them.
"It's a good thing that people have memories~~",
Baoping stood there and talked to those people.
The sound was long and far away, like a short needle, piercing the ears of those people:
"Remember this!
Remember it in your brains and in your bones!
Don't push yourself too far.
If you forget, this will be your fate!"
After Bao Ping finished speaking, he waved his hand again, and someone immediately came over with sacks, put all the corpses into the sacks, and then dragged them out.
At this time, Chen Zhi came over, put his fingers to his lips, and began to silently recite the spell to remove memories.
Having had the experience of Young Master Zhen, Chen Zhi knew that those crude spells might damage these people's brain nerves, causing them to have recurring headaches for the rest of their lives.
But it doesn't matter, this outcome is already very good for them.
When those spells slowly spread along the air and into the minds of those people, those people seemed to be hypnotized and closed their eyes one by one.
At this time, Chen Zhi gently asked Bao Ping:
"Since they have no memory of today, they will forget what happened tonight. Will they cause trouble again in the future?"
"Will not!",
Baoping looked at the group of people in front of him with dark gray eyes and said:
"Memory can be gone, but fear will never be forgotten.
And everyone is different!
Some people look human, but they are actually animals in human skin.
They may soon forget the favor given to them, but they will never forget the whip that was slapped on them until they die.