Listening to Yamamoto Yimu constantly scolding himself that he is not a human being, Lin Yi's heart turned over. Yamamoto Yimu saw that Lin Yi listened with interest, so he scolded himself even more, in order to ask Lin Yi to let him go.
"I'm just a dog bastard, son of a bitch. I'm not human. Please, Lin Yi, just treat me as a fart." Honda Yimu seemed to scold himself in R language. He thought Lin Yi was not satisfied, so he even scolded himself in raw Chinese, which made Lin Yi stunned.
Honda Yimu knew that it seemed to work when he saw Lin Yi's expression, so he scolded more happily. Lin Yi listened and found that Honda Yimu seemed to have no words. It was those who scolded and scolded, so Lin Yi was not interested.
Lin Yi stepped forward and kicked Honda Yimu to the ground. The kicked Honda Yimu was not angry, but immediately got up again, and then fell down in front of Lin Yi. This time, he slapped himself in the face. Lin Yi felt good, so he let ichiki Honda slap himself there.
Honda ichiki saw that Lin Yi had no action and thought his method had worked, so he started harder. Soon he became a pig. Lin Yi looked at Honda ichiki and smiled. Honda ichiki was also a cruel man, but for life, these are really nothing.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Yi went forward and squatted on the ground, looked at Honda Yimu and said slowly, "although you practice yourself like this, I still can't let you go."
Honda Yimu stopped the action in his hand, his heart was half cold, and his body softened. Then he looked at Lin Yi's eyes full of puzzlement. After a while, puzzlement was replaced and became a deep resentment. He wanted to kill the person in front of him.
Lin Yi looked at Honda Yimu with a sneer in his heart. He knew that he had made it for himself on purpose. He looked down on Honda Yimu more and more. This kind of person changed his face in a moment.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Lin Yi's mind, then looked at Honda and said with disdain: "let's play a game. If you're lucky, maybe you can live well."
As soon as he heard that he could live, Honda Yimu's eyes revived, and then his eyes to Lin Yi were full of excitement, as if Lin Yi had let him go. Lin Yi saw that he was more and more disgusted with this man.
But Lin Yi thought about the plan in his heart and said slowly, "I will fix you here." Lin Yi points to the center of the road. Honda Yimu on one side is very puzzled. He doesn't know what Lin Yi is going to do.
"Then, I'll call your uncle and tell him you're dead, and then they'll get here. I'll disguise you as a killer, and you can't speak. Then it depends on whether your uncle will kill you."
After listening to Lin Yi's rules of the game, Honda shook his head. He knew that if he did, he would die miserably and have little chance to survive.
Gollum!
Honda Yimu swallowed his saliva, and then ran into the forest when Lin Yi didn't pay attention. Looking at Honda Yimu who ran happily, Lin Yi sneered: "did you run?"
Shua!
A silver needle went straight to Honda Yimu, who was running away. Then Lin Yi slowly walked forward, grabbed Honda Yimu, and then came to the middle of the road to give Honda Yimu a look of killing. Of course, several dead ninjas were killed.
After all this, Lin Yi patted the soil on his hands, then took out the phone card in the broken Honda mobile phone, installed it on his mobile phone, found the phone of Honda 13 and called directly.
After a while, the phone was connected. At the same time, Lin Yi directly stabbed the silver needle in his hand into Honda Yimu's body and immediately shouted. Then Lin Yi hung up the phone regardless of the urgent call on the other end of the phone.
Seeing that the stage had been set up, Lin Yi was willing to tell them how to perform, so he jumped into a big tree and hid.
After a while, there were several cars in the dark night. They drove straight here. When they saw the figure in the middle of the road, they stopped to see what happened.
At this time, Lin Yi also found a bald old man walking down from one of the cars. Lin Yi looked at the man and Honda Yimu with the light of the car, and immediately knew that this must be Honda 13, Honda Yimu's uncle, and the high floor of Xintian group.
They saw the figure in the middle of the road. Because the light was too dark, they didn't know what the situation was and didn't act rashly. However, Honda 13 pulled away the crowd and found that the man lying on the ground was wearing Honda Yimu's clothes. They immediately concluded that the man standing killed his nephew.
Honda was angry at the 13th, but Honda Yimu, who was not far away with his back, kept praying in his heart, hoping that his uncle would recognize him, but he was disappointed at last. Honda XIII didn't know where to take out a machine gun and shot at Honda Yimu.
Honda 13 never dreamed that he shot and killed his nephew. Finally, Honda died in his uncle's hands.
This scene stunned Lin Yi. Unexpectedly, the old man was so cruel that he shot without saying a word: "hold the grass, I didn't expect the old man to be so hot."
Stu, Stu!
After a burst of gunfire, Honda Yimu finally fell down. At this time, the people around Honda 13 dared to touch Suo and come forward. However, when one of them turned Honda Yimu over, he was shocked and speechless. He saw Honda Yimu spit blood at his mouth and couldn't speak.
Honda 13 saw that the past few people had not moved for a long time, so he asked loudly, "asshole, what's the matter?"
Several people around Honda ichiki didn't dare to make a sound. Honda thirteen saw it and strode forward. When he saw Honda ichiki lying on the ground, Honda thirteen was stunned at the meal and soon burst into tears.
"Hold the grass, what's going on? Isn't it just a dead nephew? As for such exaggeration?" Lin Yi saw this scene in the tree with his mouth wide open.
"Yimu, Yimu, wake up. Why are you here? Why are you? Why are you?" Honda 13 wailed there, regardless of his identity.
"Yimu, do you know that I am your father? How can you die? I command you to stand up."
"Hold the grass. There's fucking hot information." Lin Yi, the initiator, was shocked to hide in a tree.