Chapter 114

"What do you mean?"

He forward subconsciously is a Leng.

But soon, he seemed to understand. He threw a knife in his hand and looked at Wang Xu with disdain. He said with a sneer, "Damn, I thought you had some backbone. As a result, when I saw Lao Tzu shining the knife, I became soft so soon!"

"What will Laozi's life be like in the future? Naturally, I'm going to play at home with my pretty girl. If everything goes well, I'm going to be nice to her, but now... When I get tired of marrying back, I'll let my son play. When my son gets tired of playing, I'll give it to other people outside! "

"Is it?"

Wen Yan, Wang Xu nodded gently, said: "I have never been so angry, you are the first to make me so angry, really, you are very good!"

"You are really good!"

He seems to have no fluctuation on the surface, but his voice is colder than ever.

"Boy, you want to die!"

And he Xiangqian finally understood what Wang Xu meant. He thought of his self righteousness. In a moment, the ferocious color on his face turned into a twisted fierce light. He stabbed Wang Xu in the chest with a dagger.

The dagger is very sharp. He Xiangqian has been wearing it on his body. When he was young, he was a barbecue seller on the street. He was fierce and fierce. He was good at playing with daggers. He spread out his fingers and poked the table with his fingers.

In the past, as long as he lit a dagger, most people were scared and counseled by him. He made a gesture to bleed, and generally knelt down directly.

But this moment.

In the face of his fierce stabbing dagger, Wang Xu suddenly raises his head and shakes his feet. He only feels a flower in front of him. Wang Xu has stood face to face with him.

The cold eyes were almost in front of his eyes.

From those eyes, he Qianqian seems to see

Next second.

Wang Xu's hand, which had already grasped he Qianqian's hand holding the dagger, suddenly closed his fingers, and the huge power burst out in an instant.

"Click!"

I don't know how many forces burst out, and the sound of bone crushing followed. Without a trace of slowing down, he Qianqian's wrist was kneaded into meat mud on the spot.

"Ah

He shouts fiercely in front of his mouth, and the endless pain comes from his wrist. His face is twisted, and it's all pain. Where is the anger, arrogance and cruelty before.

Even, unlike the general pain of bone fracture, Wang Xu's hand seems to be wrapped by an invisible breath, which is like a tiny ox hair filiform needle, spreading all over his body inch by inch towards he Qian.

He screamed in pain, his body trembled wildly, as if there were layers of bone scraping steel knives, cutting off every inch of his flesh and blood.

The pain is indescribable. Even if he wants to break away, Wang Xu holds his hand like an unshakable mountain.

"You want to scare me with a dagger?" Wang Xu's other hand, holding the dagger that originally belonged to he Qianqian, had the same sound as before, but now it fell in he Qianqian's ear, just like the north wind in the cold winter of March, with a bone piercing chill.

"Ah! Pain... Ah ah ah

At this time, he Xiangqian could not answer any questions from Wang Xu at all. All he had left was a desperate roar to release the endless pain from his body.

But Wang Xu didn't wait for his answer. He continued to say faintly:

"Last time someone tried to scare me with a dagger, but I was in a good mood and just taught him a lesson. But guess what I'll do to you this time? "

"Ah... Hehe... Cough, ouch!"

He Qianqian's hand was always pinched in the air by Wang Xu, but his body was curled up with all his strength. His face was pale, and he was already full of tears and sweat. His clothes on his chest were in extreme pain, and he was wet by uncontrolled saliva, and the stench and urine smell were diffused in the air.

"Asshole, let go of my dad!"

Until this time, under the corridor, the young man who had been slapped by Wang Xu before, that is, he Haoran, the son of he Xiangqian, was shocked by the sudden change. Finally, his face changed. He was frightened, anxious and angry.

But Wang Xu didn't even lift his eyelids, let alone look at him. He completely ignored he Haoran. He just stared at he forward, and his voice was the same as before. He continued to ask:

"Tell me, how are you feeling now?"

He Xiangqian can't even scream now, and his mind has been blurred for a long time, leaving only indescribable pain. How can he answer Wang Xu's question?

Finally, he turned his eyes white and fainted completely.

But Wang Xu gave a cold hum, released his hand, pinched his other hand, and directly put He Xiang up. Then he smashed it on the ground and broke it with one kick.

"Ah

In an instant, he shouts in front of him and wakes up again.

"I don't like to be ignored. Come on, what's it like?" Wang Xu asked lightly.

"Pain, pain, pain..." he cried crazily forward, full of fear. He answered and kept shrinking back, for fear that Wang Xu would give him that kind of pain again.

Compared with that kind of unspeakable pain, breaking hands can only be drizzle, not at all.

"Do you know the pain? Then kneel down and repent. " Wang Xu's eyes are indifferent, and his cold voice is still the same as before.

But the next moment.

He stepped on he Qianqian's leg without warning.

"Click!"

"Click!"

The sound of two broken bones was almost in no order. Then Wang Xu threw it away. He Xiangqian's body was weightless for a while, and then hit the ground heavily. His knees were bent 90 degrees. When he knelt on the ground, he suddenly fainted with pain again.

Several steps below the corridor, he Haoran was almost crazy, his face was even more ferocious, but behind the ferocious, he was pale with fear.

That's his father!

However, apart from just shouting, he did not dare to step up a step!

Cruel!

How cruel!

Seeing Wang Xu's hands-on scene with his own eyes makes he Haoran have a huge doubt and negation on his cognition over the past few decades.

"You, you, do you know what you're doing? You dare to hit my dad like this... You, you... You're dead. I'll call the police! "

At this time, Wang Xu looked up at him slowly. He Haoran's face turned white again in an instant. He incoherently issued a weak threat.

call the police?

A touch of irony flashed across Wang Xu's face.

After that, maybe he Haoran himself felt a little funny. Why didn't he think of this when his father and son came to the door to force Liu Meiling and her daughter?

"Master Ma..."

He Haoran powerlessly turns his head and looks at the young people around him.

You know, the reason why their father and son brought each other here today is because this young master Ma has a crush on Liu Yuqi. At this time, you can't just watch and do nothing, can you?

“……”

In the face of he Haoran's pleading eyes, Ma Li was silent for a while. Finally, he looked up at Wang Xu and wanted to say: "I..."

But he just opened his mouth.

"Want to die?"

Wang Xu's cold eyes have swept over.