Although Xiao Fan had sealed the facial features of Ling Xiaoxiao and the voluptuous woman, he didn't want the bloody scene to agitate them. However, he didn't care about Ling Zhen. Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After all, Ling Zhen was a middle-aged man who had been through a lot. He should have a certain level of resistance and immunity to some things. Therefore, Xiao Fan couldn't be bothered to waste his spiritual energy to take care of him.
At this moment, Ling Zhen looked at everything in front of him. He no longer felt the pain in his body. Instead, his heart was filled with shock. He looked at Xiao Fan with eyes full of respect.
How terrifying!
He had actually killed four cultivators so easily. Furthermore, his methods were so bloody. From this, it could be seen that not only did Xiao Fan have a mysterious background, but he was also very powerful. He was definitely not a kind person!
This was a completely ruthless person!
If it was before, Ling Zhen definitely wouldn't have a good impression of such a person. After all, he was just an ordinary person who hadn't seen too much blood. He had a natural fear and repulsion towards people who had blood on their hands.
However, at this moment, he only felt that Xiao Fan was so cute!
Ma San and the others, they deserved to die!
They deserved to be killed like this!
They actually dared to have designs on his daughter and planned to do so many disgusting things. If they didn't die, the heavens wouldn't tolerate it!
If he had the ability to kill them, his methods would be ten thousand times more bloody than Xiao Fan's!
His daughter, Ling Xiaoxiao, was the reverse scale in his heart. For his daughter, he would do anything.
"No, don't kill me!"
Looking at the cold and emotionless Xiao Fan in front of him, the bald fatty felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if his entire body was locked in a freezer. It was bone-chilling cold. The sweat on his forehead gushed out like a fountain, instantly drenching his clothes and emitting a strong stench.
"I, I beg you, don't kill me. I, I am the third young master of the Ma Family. If you kill me, our family won't let you go. Our family won't let you go. As long as you, you don't kill me, it'll be fine. It'll be fine! "
The bald fatty's body trembled as he spoke in a trembling voice. His face was filled with pleading.
"Can you, can you give him to me?" At this moment, Ling Zhen crawled up from the ground with great difficulty. He panted heavily as he endured the intense pain in his body. His face was pale as he spoke to Xiao Fan with great effort.
"Oh?"
Xiao Fan turned his head and looked at Ling Zhen.
"Him. He dared to hit on, hit on Xiaoxiao, and even, even injured me twice. And I, I said before that I will kill him with my own hands! "Ling Zhen glared at the bald fatty. His eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.
"Sure!"
Xiao Fan thought for a moment and nodded his head. With a wave of his hand, the bald fatty's entire body went limp and fell to the ground.
Then, Xiao Fan's palm moved slightly. It sealed the bald fatty's body, causing him to be paralyzed and unable to move at all.
Ling Zhen took out a shiny fruit knife used to peel apples from the bedside table. Then, he walked slowly towards the bald fatty with a ferocious expression.
"Ling, Ling Zhen, don't, don't. I swear, I swear I will never, ever touch Ling Xiaoxiao again. Please, I beg you, don't, don't kill me, don't kill me. I know, I know I was wrong! " The bald fatty also realized that he couldn't move at all. He looked at Ling Zhen, who was walking towards him with great difficulty with a face filled with killing intent. His scalp went numb and his body turned cold as he begged.
However!
Ling Zhen wasn't moved at all. He walked towards the bald fatty with great effort. Then, he grinned and revealed a sinister smile. Without another word, he stabbed the knife towards the bald fatty's lower body!
"You want to take my daughter? I'll f * cking let you take her! "The veins on Ling Zhen's forehead popped out. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared in a low voice.
"Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you're a powerful cultivator? That we have to do whatever you want us to do? That you can bully us however you want to? "
"But let me tell you, when an ordinary man gets angry, blood will splatter five steps away. Even lowly ants like us can still kill you!"
"It's not that no one will punish you for your evil deeds. It's just that the time hasn't come yet!"
"And today will be the day of your death and punishment!"
"Ah!"
The bald fatty's manhood was cut off. Instantly, both the psychological and physical pain surged through him. It was a heart-wrenching pain.
"Ling Zhen, and you little bastard, just you wait. Just you wait. The Ma Clan and my father, Ma Rulong, will definitely not let you off. They will definitely kill you to avenge me. Ahhhhhhhhh!"
At this point, the bald fatty instantly understood that no matter how much he begged, it would be useless. He was definitely going to die today. Hence, he started screaming crazily. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Xiao Fan and Ling Zhen.
"That's enough. You've been screaming for half a day. No one will hear you!" Xiao Fan saw through the bald fatty's true thoughts and shook his head.
He had already sealed the room with spiritual energy. Hence, even if there was an explosion in the room, no one outside would be able to hear it. They wouldn't be able to see any changes!
"I don't believe it. I don't believe it. Help, help!" The bald fatty's eyes were filled with disbelief. His head couldn't move, but his eyes glanced at the glass window at the door. He screamed crazily, hoping to get help.
However, things were just as Xiao Fan said. Through the glass window at the door, he could see people passing by. However, no matter how much he screamed, no one looked in.
Ling Zhen panicked. He stabbed the fruit knife in his hand into the bald fatty's neck. Then, he stabbed it more than ten times before letting go.
"Kekeke!"
A large amount of blood gushed out from the bald fatty's neck. He couldn't speak for a moment. His vicious gaze started to lose focus.
"That's enough!"
Seeing that the bald fatty's breath was fading, Xiao Fan raised his hand and gently lifted Ling Zhen up.
The bald fatty's corpse fell to the side in a pool of blood. His eyes were still wide open. It was obvious that he died with a grievance.
"Huff!" "Huff!" "Huff!"
Ling Zhen panted heavily. Suddenly, his hand went limp and the fruit knife fell to the ground. His eyes were glazed over.
This was a normal reaction after killing someone!
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