Xuan Shuang raised his fist and heavily knocked on his head several times, saying, "I didn't hesitate to lower myself and call you 'Big Brother' so many times. You think I called you that for nothing?" He always felt that the number of times he had punched him was not enough. He knocked on his head several more times before he finally gave up.
He pulled Xuan Shuang's arm and put it on his shoulder, half dragging, half carrying him across half the street. Along the way, there were occasionally people who curiously looked at them, but they didn't care. From time to time, they would wail like ghosts and howl like wolves, saying 'Big Brother, Little Brother' to deceive the crowd. They even 'shed bitter tears' for this pair of unfortunate brothers.
After walking through the streets and alleys, they returned to a remote tavern in the corner of the city. He couldn't help but grumble to himself, "There's no justice in this world. It's as if I've really become your filial little brother, yet I still have to carry you here?" He looked around and saw that the tavern was empty. The dishes on the tables were still steaming, but the people who were waiting to taste them were nowhere to be seen.
He then looked at the piles of 'corpses' on the floor. They were all wearing bailiff uniforms. He didn't know if they were dead or alive. Xuan Shuang was somewhat frightened. He suppressed the waves of discomfort in his throat and called out in all directions, "Shifu? Shifu … are you here? "
Suddenly a cold voice came from behind him, saying, "What are you shouting for? Before Xuan Shuang could turn around, he saw a black shadow fly into the tavern from the corner of his eye and sit down on a chair. This was just a routine display of lightness kungfu; it wasn't anything to be surprised about. But when that person used it, he emitted a cold and oppressive aura, as if he was incomparably revered and everyone present should bow down and worship him.
Xuan Shuang was delighted to hear this. He said, "People who are about to die? You mean … they're not dead yet? "Jiang Liechen snorted and said," You're in a good mood. Why are you still carrying this half-dead thing on your back? Aren't you tired? "
Xuan Shuang didn't realize that he was carrying a burden until Jiang Liechen mentioned it. But because he was too excited, he didn't even notice the extra weight that came out of nowhere. At this moment, he smiled embarrassedly, unable to hide his joy. Pulling that person's arm, he flung him down and said with a smile, "Shifu, look, I've captured him alive. How was it? Did I do an outstanding job? Am I worthy of being your last disciple? "
Originally he wanted to hear a few words of encouragement, but Jiang Liechen did not let him have his wish. "Humph," he said coldly, "Just a little bit of success, and you want to be complacent. What kind of future do you have? Xuan Shuang said in his heart, "Does that include killing you?" This sentence was on the tip of his tongue several times, several times he was on the verge of blurting it out, but in the end he forced himself to suppress it.
Jiang Liechen raised his hand and pointed around the store, saying, "These people have only fainted and are still breathing. I'll leave them to you."
Xuan Shuang understood that by 'take care' he meant 'kill them all'. He thought, "Turns out you spared their lives temporarily not because of your sudden kindness, but because you want to push this heinous crime onto me."
Seeing those bailiffs swaying left and right, he couldn't help but sympathize with them. Perhaps they also had wives and children. At home, their wives had prepared a table full of hot dishes, accompanied by a dim yellow lamp, waiting in silence. The son was waiting for his father, looking forward to sitting on his knees and listening to his father's stories of catching criminals during the day. Even if the process was difficult and dangerous, in the end he would be safe and sound, and everyone would be happy. Because his father was the pillar of the family, the hero in the eyes of his wife and children.
Today, after killing these people, who knew how many families would be separated, the white-haired people having to send their children off; it would be very miserable. Xuan Shuang's kindness had not disappeared, so he couldn't bear it. He tried to plead for leniency, "Are you … determined to kill them?"
Jiang Liechen said, "Nonsense, who told them to have the guts to offend me? Even death can't wipe out their crimes! "Xuan Shuang said," They're working for the government, so how can they decide what they do? It's all orders from above, so they can't catch a wanted criminal like you. You're free and unfettered, but they're guilty of a crime punishable by death. Who knows, maybe they've always respected you … "Jiang Liechen said," Why are you being so long-winded? These bastards are not related to you in any way. Is it worth it for you to beg me for their sake? "
Xuan Shuang sighed, thinking that this demon had killed people like scything flax. Begging him for mercy was a fool's dream. He then turned his head to look at the disorderly bailiffs. Suppressing the pity in his heart, he comforted himself, "Even without me, they'd still die if they ran into the hands of the Seven Malevolent Demons. But if I can follow his wishes now, in the future I'll be able to kill him and avenge all those who died unjustly. Killing a hundred to save ten thousand, this transaction is worth it. The only thing I can do is to lessen your pain before you die … "He clenched his fists, his face was stiff, like a soldier about to be executed.
He had just taken a few steps forward when Jiang Liechen suddenly said, "Hold on! Have you seen what I can do? Hmm? "There was a hint of pride in his words. Xuan Shuang's whole body immediately turned cold. The image of those mutilated corpses at the Prince Fu's residence appeared in his mind. He shivered and said with a trembling voice, "No … no …"
As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it. Sure enough, Jiang Liechen said, "Very well, then I'll show you! Go and bring a corpse up here. " Xuan Shuang wished he could cut his own tongue. It seemed like 'speaking too much is bound to make mistakes' was true. Unfortunately, he just couldn't get rid of this bad habit of talking too much. He slowly walked into the crowd and picked out an unprepossessing middle-aged man, carrying him flat on the table. With a bitter face, he turned his head away, unwilling to see this tragic scene.
Jiang Liechen sneered, "What's there to be afraid of?" He slapped the man's face a few times, causing him to wake up in a daze. He didn't know where he was, but his face was throbbing with pain. He blurted out, "Motherf * cker, which bastard is that? Who dares to disturb laozi's sleep? "
Jiang Liechen snorted coldly, "Just because of those words, he deserves to die ten thousand times." His forearm swiftly stretched out, his fingernails quickly elongated, and with a 'pu' sound, pierced into the man's chest. His five fingers were like sharp blades, piercing through the armor without any obstruction. With a slight twist, the five bloody holes in the man's chest turned into one bloody hole.
Although Xuan Shuang was abnormally frightened, he had no choice but to brace himself. He watched as Jiang Liechen pulled out a bright red, still-beating heart from his chest and held it flat in front of the man's eyes. He slowly increased his strength. Streams of blood and chunks of broken flesh dripped onto the man's face, emitting a strong, pungent smell of blood. His movements were extremely fast. The moment he pulled out the heart, the man had not completely lost his consciousness. He could only watch helplessly as his own heart was crushed in front of his eyes. That feeling was truly unbearable.
Xuan Shuang's stomach repeatedly churned as he watched. He had to wait for almost several hundred years before this torture finally came to an end. Jiang Liechen was still unwilling to let him go. He coldly said, "From now on, you will do as I said. I don't need to say anything more, do I? "
Xuan Shuang gently stroked his chest. Suddenly, he also felt a sense of emptiness and vexation. With great difficulty, he moved his lips and squeezed out some words, "Why … did you have to dig out someone's heart? If it was purely to show off to the Qing court, wouldn't it be incomparably childish? Wouldn't it be … much better to give them a quick death with a knife? "
Jiang Liechen said, "You only need to think about it. As long as you do as I say now, there will be a day when you can also do the same to me. Go! "
Xuan Shuang gritted his teeth and glanced at him. He didn't know whether this was a coincidence or if his thoughts had already been seen through. In the end, he still nodded and said, "Alright … leave it all to me."
He walked over to a person in the corner and suddenly had an idea. In front of him, he forcefully pressed down on that person's chest a few times. Soon after, he spread out his hands and said, "Shifu, this disciple's martial arts are not as profound as yours. It's difficult for this disciple to imitate your brilliance. I don't dare to let the coroner examine the wound, which will slightly damage your prestige. " He thought that his words were more than enough to praise and flatter him enough. For this reason, he should also give him some face.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Liechen's heart was truly made of stone. Hearing this, he didn't say another word. He pulled out a dagger from the table and casually threw it at Xuan Shuang. Xuan Shuang caught it with both hands. He knew that this time he had cut off his own path of retreat. He could only bend down and undo that person's clothes and armor, revealing the skin on his chest. Just as he held the dagger horizontally, he felt his entire arm begin to tremble. In his heart, he was still resisting.
Jiang Liechen saw that he didn't move for a long time and didn't waste any more words. He directly picked up a cup of wine and splashed it at that person. The wine contained internal energy. As soon as that person's face was hit, he woke up. He blinked a few times and looked around. Very quickly, he remembered everything that had happened. Immediately, he was so scared that tears and mucus streamed down his face. He incoherently begged, "Ling … Lord Baylor Ling, I beg you, please don't kill me, okay? I'll give you all my belongings … No, no, no, I have old people to take care of and young children to take care of. My entire family depends on me … Please spare me. From now on, I'll follow you with all my heart. I won't reveal even half a word of your secret. Otherwise, curse my tongue to grow ulcers … I … I know that you have the best conscience. The heavens will bless kind people. When you become the emperor in the future, you'll definitely be a wise ruler … I'll also burn incense and pray for you day and night. I'll treat you as my savior and respect you … "As he spoke, large drops of tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Jiang Liechen said, "You're about to die, yet you still dare to talk to me. This kind of lowly wild dog will say anything in order to save his own life. There's no need to be long-winded with him. Just kill him! " Xuan Shuang's heart ached. He begged, "Master, forgive me. I don't have any enmity with him, and he just promised to pray for me. I really can't do it. Think about it, winning over people's hearts is far more effective than killing them. Since he's already sincerely pledged his allegiance, why do we have to kill him? Let's force him to swear an oath that he won't reveal my secret to anyone, and then … let him go, okay? "
Jiang Liechen disdainfully said, "If you want to swear an oath, I can swear a hundred of them to you at any time. Who's ever sworn an oath before? It's not like you haven't killed people before. If you kill one person, you can kill a hundred others. Whether it's killing people or whipping their corpses, there's no difference between the two. The sins you've committed will definitely not be lessened because of this. If you have the guts to become my disciple, then you should be prepared to be consigned to eternal damnation in advance. Once you've taken the first step of evil, you've embarked on the path of no return. No matter how dignified you'll be in the future, you'll always be powerless to reverse the situation. You'll sink into a sea of bitterness for eternity. When you reach the end, there'll only be a dead end left in front of you. Are you willing to accept this dead end? In this filthy world, the so-called justice, truth, and righteousness will not allow sinners and good people to coexist. Since that's the case, sinners should defy the heavens and go against fate. They should exterminate those hypocritical good people. Since there's no such thing as good or evil, there's no such thing as self-destruction. But if you're born evil, yet you're obsessed with the path of good, then neither side will be able to tolerate you. Even worse, the heavens will punish you and the earth will destroy you. Are you still unable to make up your mind? "
Xuan Shuang's eyes drooped, and the hand holding the blade gradually stopped trembling. He took a deep breath and said, "No need to say anything more. I understand. "His hand exerted force, and a bloody wound appeared on the man's body.
At this moment, he treated himself as if he were already dead. The one who'd killed and sinned was nothing more than a living husk. In order to vent his anger, he'd decided to kill Jiang Liechen. Before this gamble could continue, he'd lost. He'd lost completely, and even his soul had been lost.
No wonder the Shangguan Yaohua had earnestly advised him that even if he was driven to a dead end, he shouldn't take this demon as his master. Otherwise, he'd only destroy himself. He'd always thought highly of himself, and believed that he had complete control over the situation. But now, other than being a chess piece that was no different from a walking corpse, there was no longer any value in his life.
The man felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't care less about anything else. He cursed loudly, "You vicious little demon, heartless and heartless, you won't die a good death! His Majesty has long seen through your true colors. Tomorrow, he'll drag you to a thousand cuts! Even if I die and become a malicious spirit, I'll come back to take your life! You're a beast with a rotten conscience! "
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