Chapter 632

Boss Wang is really afraid that he will kill the otaku himself!

He doesn't want to get involved in this matter. It's his limit to promise all the money.

When Guangguang said this, boss Wang's happy eyebrows were raised to the sky. Since Guangguang put forward his requirements, he must be satisfied!

Give the light the last forbidden lock!

He asked someone to untie Guangguang, and then asked the post to give Guangguang a knife.

"Please, don't kill me, brother, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong..." the otaku is tied and can't move. Now he has only one idea in his mind, that is to live!

He never dreamed that he would die on an idiot he once laughed at on the other side of the screen!

Fate makes people~

Boss Wang closed the door and went out, but in the room, there was a camera that boss Wang had already installed. They knew exactly what the light was doing inside.

Boss Wang looked at the monitor and lit a cigarette, ready to enjoy the unilateral massacre.

Guangguang, holding a sharp knife like a ferocious spirit, walked towards the house man step by step.

He hates otaku! So that every step they take is unswerving.

If he didn't pretend to be Tingting and let him lose his mind and kill Er Mao, now he can be regarded as an accomplice at most, an accomplice who followed Er Mao back and forth later. It's no big deal. He can be sentenced to three or five years at most, but now?

He is already the principal offender.

And a murderer!

If boss Wang didn't help, he would spend the rest of his life in it. What choice did he have?

Just resentment!

If there were not the person in front of us, nothing would have happened.

"Brother, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..." the otaku is really afraid. He always hides behind his back and pretends to be a woman. Where have he seen these swords and shadows? Looking at Guangguang holding the knife in his hand, he walks towards himself step by step, and a pool of yellow things flow out.

Otaku, piss!

He looked at him coldly and picked his face with the tip of his knife.

"Now you know it's wrong? It's too fucking late. Do you know what I've become because of you?"

Light this sentence, is venting, but also in the final roar of fate.

"Brother, I really don't know..."

Isn't it? If he knew, he would have run far away. Can someone catch him? Can a silly pestle be slaughtered by the light here?

But now it's too late to say anything. Everything is floating clouds. Only Guangguang and the sharp knife in his hand are the most true portrayal.

Poop!

Without further nonsense, Guangguang stabbed the root of the otaku's thigh with a knife. A stream of blood gushed out and sprayed on Guangguang's face.

The strong smell of blood inspired the most primitive bloodthirsty in guangguangxin, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Guangguang was originally a bloodthirsty devil!

When the knife went down, the otaku howled in pain. From small to large, he hadn't shed so much blood.

The light hand raised the knife and fell, aiming at his other leg and arm.

Poop poop!

Several knives in a row have made the otaku begin to doubt life.

The pain hasn't completely dispersed. At first, it's a little numb.

The otaku couldn't believe looking at Guangguang, as if he was asking him with his eyes. How can you give such a cruel hand?

How can you give me so many knives?

Even if you hate me, we still have friendship, don't we? Even if I lied to you, but so many lonely nights, who accompanied you to chat and relieve your boredom, and even didn't hesitate to use language to let you do that?

Am I wrong?

Am I wrong?

No,

I'm right! Wrong is you, is all men, you do not know what is sentiment, do not know what is ambiguous!

The otaku cried and fell with tears. He knew he couldn't live anyway today.

What he is worried about at the moment is his room of machines and a room of 'women'. He still has a lot to do. How can he die like this?

Just want to kill the otaku, but also let him suffer, let him feel the pain and die again.

It is impossible to let the otaku get emotional and then lose love, so just let him experience it physically. What is painful and don't want to live.

This is also treating him in his own way!

"Big brother, I......" the simple and obscene little eyes of the otaku are still shining on the light and begging him for the last chance to survive. I hope he will stop and let himself live.

Light calm face, did not speak, but repeated the simple mechanical stabbing action in his hand.

One after another, there was no meaning to stop.

However, the place he stabbed was not the key, which would only make the otaku bleed.

For a time, the house was full of bloody smell and the howling of otaku everywhere. This scene was also seen by boss Wang and them, but no one sympathized with otaku.

In the eyes, there is a trace of freshness.

Finally, with a knife, slowly, under the house man's gaze, he inserted it into his chest. This knife also completely sent the house man away and ended his pain.

His eyes slowly lost their luster, and the otaku didn't move.

Reasonably speaking, it should be happy after revenge, which is as refreshing as clouds and sunrise.

But why is Guang not happy at all?

Why is there a faint sense of loss?

He never dreamed that the end of himself and Tingting would be like this. Tingting was cut by his hand.

The world is too chaotic and the society is too dark.

Light is just one of the victims.

"Pillar, keep the video for me ~" boss Wang saw that the light was finished, pinched off his cigarette end and opened the door.

Seeing the blood all over his body, boss Wang's eyebrows moved: "what's the matter? Now I'll take revenge? Hehe ~"

Guangguang threw the knife aside with a special sad expression: "well, revenge..."

In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking or whether he had avenged himself. He just felt that his heart was empty.

Boss Wang handed him a cigarette and said earnestly, "I'll deal with the rest. Don't worry. When I arrange it, you'll turn yourself in! First strive for leniency!"

Light nodded silently.

At this time, boss Wang stood up and suddenly looked at his head in surprise: "Oh, why is the monitoring in the house still on!"

In a word, let Guangguang's forehead explode directly.

Is the monitoring off?

Doesn't that mean that the process of killing the otaku just now was recorded?

Boss Wang's acting skills are naturally flawless. He clenched his teeth and stared round his eyes. His bloody face looked particularly ferocious.

Boss Wang pretended to be angry and punched the table: "shit, these people are fucking losers. If people see it, you won't think of it in your life!"