C479 Please kill me

"I don't care how much assets you have, you are the boss of Tianyu Media. "However, I won't be able to escape that bit of blade light in the end." Xiao Yi looked coldly at Huang Feiyu who was laying on the bed with his tender skin, then sighed and said with emotion: "When you were alive, you walked along the road surrounded by tens of thousands of people, and after you died, you couldn't escape that lonely sleep …"

This act of Xiao Yi made Huang Feiyu's face darken.

Lan Mei’er took out a dagger from his sleeve and slowly took it out. The cold light was so oppressive that it made the room instantly turn cold. Of course, this Lan Mei’er and this Xiao Yi was just threatening him a little.

How could Huang Feiyu know the intentions of the two? The moment he came, he took Liu Ruyan's life. Next, he had to take her own life.

Huang Feiyu, whose face was deathly pale, shivered all over. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Warriors, may I ask why you want to take my life?" "If I die, I die. I have to be a ghost that understands." As Huang Feiyu spoke, his trembling hands slowly reached under the pillow.

Under the pillow, there was a Desert Eagle. caliber 12. 7 mm, kinetic energy up to 1570 kJ. Only two thousand grams, light. Once Huang Feiyu obtained that Desert Eagle, he was confident that he could kill Lan Mei’er who was standing in front of him with the dagger.

As for Xiao Yi who was beside Lan Mei’er, he was not much of a threat to him. What truly terrified him was Lan Mei’er, who was holding the dagger.

Lan Mei’er's dagger was drawing closer and closer to Huang Feiyu, his expression indifferent. The air in the room seemed to solidify.

"How do you want to die?" On Lan Mei’er's beautiful face, a trace of a cruel smile naturally appeared. The dagger approached Huang Feiyu's throat bit by bit, and said coldly: "I have never given a dead person a reason. "Sometimes there's nothing wrong with being a fool."

"Is that so?" Huang Feiyu restrained the fear in his heart, and his trembling right hand slipped under the pillow, moving closer and closer to the Desert Eagle.

The feeling of metal brought about a bone-piercing coldness to Huang Feiyu, but this little coldness made Huang Feiyu's face flush with a hint of madness.

Huang Feiyu had always been a cautious person. He had always carried this Desert Eagle with him. Now, this Desert Eagle was his last hope.

Xiao Yi's gaze was cold, as he looked at everything, and did not say a word. On the contrary, Lan Mei’er enjoyed this kind of feeling, like a cat playing with a mouse. And then he said in a cold voice, "Sometimes people do something wrong when they are not careful. After doing something wrong, there was no way of getting it back. Alas, life is fragile. "

Lan Mei’er knew that Xiao Yi's final intention was merely to gain control of the Tianyu Media. Therefore, Lan Mei’er had to strike fear into Huang Feiyu's heart. Only then would he be able to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

However, Huang Feiyu didn't think that way. Under the threat of his life, he was prepared to take the risk.

With his finger gently pressing on the machine, Huang Feiyu felt his heart beating rapidly. Then, he feigned weakness as he looked at Lan Mei’er, and said with a trembling voice, "Why can't I be a ghost? "Eh, behind you is..."

Huang Feiyu did not finish his words, only his face revealed a strong sense of fear. His legs that were filled with fear started kicking about uneasily.

It was obvious that Lan Mei’er was powerful. However, the experience of these experienced and experienced martial artists was too poor. He turned his head around and looked behind him.

A sinister look surfaced on Huang Feiyu's face as he quickly took the Desert Eagle out from under his pillow. Then, a stern look flashed across his eyes as he pulled the button without hesitation.

A "peng" sound rang through the sky above the villa complex.

It was like a blade cutting into people's eardrums. The sound was too sudden.

"Go to hell." Huang Feiyu bared his fangs and brandished his claws, his entire body was in a state of excitement, he then roared: "Foolish woman, go to hell!"

The Desert Eagle was aiming at Lan Mei’er's head, if he went, Lan Mei’er would definitely fall into a pool of blood. As for Xiao Yi, who was at the side, he was just trying to make up for it.

Huang Feiyu, who had moved back to his position of inferiority in one go, laughed sinisterly while feeling very proud of himself.

After Lan Mei’er heard that noise, his entire body tensed up. With such a short distance between them, she had no way of dodging the bullet. Her charming face quickly turned deathly white, and her entire body began to tremble.

In that instant, Lan Mei’er thought of her master in the Europa Castle who had taught him a lesson, "Although your skills are not bad, you are too inexperienced. His heart was higher than the heavens, and his vigilance was too low. "In the future, be careful when you go out on your own."

Lan Mei’er didn't expect that he would ultimately die from his own carelessness.

The ant-like tiny animal that he held in his palm could actually counterattack. Under that pillow, there was actually a Desert Eagle.

The flying bullet quickly approached Lan Mei’er's head.

At this critical moment, Xiao Yi let out a cold snort. Lifting up Liu Ruyan who had died a long time ago, he threw him out, and blocked the trajectory of the bullet.

The bullet quickly shot into the body, while Xiao Yi pounced on it like a cheetah. Without saying a word, his slap directly landed on the bore of the beast. After receiving the heavy blow from Xiao Yi's palm, it immediately fell from Huang Feiyu's hand onto the ground, producing a dull thumping sound.

Just as the Desert Eagle landed on the ground, Xiao Yi raised his palm. The Nine Dragons True Qi, slowly entered the palm of his hand.

Then, with a "pa" sound, Xiao Yi's large palm landed on his face. And, little by little, Xiao Yi's Nine Dragons True Qi began to seep into Huang Feiyu's face through his palm.

Xiao Yi furiously slapped down, so Huang Feiyu's head tilted to the side as a layer of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. Then, his face swelled up. Moreover, that ruthless Nine Dragons True Qi started to enter his face and slowly destroy the meridians.

After that slap, Xiao Yi's palm raised up once again and fell down.

"Little bastard, if I didn't beat you until the flowers bloomed ten thousand times, you wouldn't even know why the flowers are so red." If you are not allowed to call me grandpa, then you don't know the f * cking limits of heaven and earth. "

Xiao Yi said aggressively as he raised his two palms alternately. One slap on the left, the other on the right. Without saying a word, he focused on slapping Huang Feiyu on the mouth.

Meanwhile, Huang Feiyu's head swayed left and right like an old man. The blood from the corner of his mouth splashed far away like money. A big face, bruised and swollen like a big winter melon.

Furthermore, with Xiao Yi's slap, the Nine Dragons True Qi that had seeped into Huang Feiyu's face started to crazily damage the blood channels in his face. With just a few slaps, Huang Feiyu's meridians were already broken.

Pah pah pah pah.

The sound of the slap started to resound throughout the villa. It was like setting off firecrackers, and also like stir-frying soybeans. The clear slapping sound made Lan Mei’er, who had turned around, stunned.

Lan Mei’er looked at Liu Ruyan's body on the ground, and thought about how Xiao Yi had saved her life. Cold sweat dripped from her forehead, but she still felt a lingering fear. Before she could even calm down, she saw Xiao Yi being like a furious lion, slapping him a few times, making Huang Feiyu's head spin.

Looking at Xiao Yi's ferocious expression and that slapping palm on Huang Feiyu's face, the shadow of his palm danced in the air. Lan Mei’er opened his eyes wide, he was already dumbstruck by what he saw.

Xiao Yi had always been a cynic, with a gentle personality. In this instant, Lan Mei’er realized that Xiao Yi was not angry at all. Now that he was angry, he looked just like a demon god descending to the world.

It was not the slightest bit sloppy when it came slapping down. There wasn't even a single frown on its face. At this moment, Lan Mei’er just realised that when he used the dagger to slap Huang Feiyu in the face earlier, he was extremely weak. Xiao Yi was truly a ruthless person, and this ruthlessness even caused Lan Mei’er to suck in a breath of cold air.

At the end of the fight, Huang Feiyu felt the skin on his face become completely numb, and he had already lost consciousness.

"Grandfather, please kill me." In the end, Huang Feiyu mustered all of his courage, his lips moving uncontrollably as he muttered.

To Huang Feiyu, this slap on the face from inside to outside was extremely painful. This intense pain had already caused Huang Feiyu to lose all the courage to live on.

This feeling was even worse than killing him. Therefore, Huang Feiyu was finally scared out of his wits and started begging for mercy.

"It would be nice to kill you." Xiao Yi immediately slapped him yet again, and angrily stood in front of Huang Feiyu's bed, saying one word at a time: "F * ck, do you really think that this life of yours is very valuable? I'll tell you the truth, I don't care about your life. If I want to kill you, it's not even a matter of me lifting my finger. "

Huang Feiyu laid on the bed weakly, like a pool of mud. At this moment, he even had the thought of committing suicide. Because, what Huang Feiyu hoped for now was for Xiao Yi to take care of his life, give him a quick death, and finish him off.

A burning sensation spread across his face. It was as if he had sprinkled the hottest chili powder ever since he had lost the skin on his face. Moreover, it was as if there was the pain of ten thousand insects biting it.

Moreover, Huang Feiyu didn't know whether or not Xiao Yi would slap him a few more times, and sprinkle a layer of extremely hot chili powder on his leatherless face.

So, when he heard that Xiao Yi didn't want his life, Huang Feiyu became anxious, "My dear lord, my dear father, I beg you to kill me, I beg you to kill me."

Looking at Lan Mei’er, his face was in a daze. Stunned, Huang Feiyu looked at Huang Feiyu who was on the bed begging for forgiveness and sucked in a breath of cold air.