wjnovel #550 - Lost to a turtle? ?
#550 - Lost to a turtle? ?
Listen to the elder brother's call,
All the younger brothers raised their weapons one by one and were about to chop at Ye Ran and the others fiercely.
"Fuck me!!"
Just as these people were about to kill the three people,
Wang Xianghe suddenly exclaimed, he stretched out his scissor hand, and looked at Duobao with a sad and angry face:
"I lost the rock-paper-scissors game to a bastard?!!"
Duobao proudly stretched out his claws, with an air of a master:
Just as Wang Xianghe was pulling Duobao's turtle shell and making a fuss,
"Snap!" There was a crisp sound.
The fight between the man and the turtle was interrupted.
At this time, the strong man holding the long whip had his veins bulging.
Feeling that he was being ignored, he stared at Wang Xianghe and the others, gritting his teeth and saying:
"You two, shut up!"
Saying,
The strong man swung his whip again, causing a series of explosions in the air.
"Don't hold on to my shell, I'm getting anxious!" Duobao muttered, shaking his body, trying to break free from Wang Xianghe.
Wang Xianghe, who was standing by, had no choice but to put down Duobao.
Turned around,
Looking at the strong man in front of him speechlessly:
"I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen someone like you seeking death... Isn't it good to be alive?"
"Huh?" The strong man listened to Wang Xianghe's words.
He first looked at Wang Xianghe in surprise, then burst into laughter:
"Just you? A person who can't even beat a turtle in rock-paper-scissors?"
"It's over..." Hearing this,
Duobao widened his eyes and said subconsciously.
Wang Xianghe, who was standing next to the burly man, had a slight upward curve in his mouth.
"Okay, okay, okay... you have guts..." Wang Xianghe slowly uttered these words. His voice was not loud, but it carried an indescribable chill.
"If you can leave alive today, I will write my name backwards..."
As soon as the words fell,
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Those members of the fierce camp who were holding weapons and looked ferocious at first,
They all seemed to be under a spell, their facial expressions were frozen, and their eyes gradually became empty...
The sturdy man was still swinging the whip, with a stiff smile on his face. He sensed something was wrong.
But I couldn't tell what was wrong, I just felt a chill on my back.
"Playing tricks!" The sturdy man suppressed his uneasiness and tried to cover up his inner panic with roar.
However, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat and no sound could come out.
The next moment, a strange scene happened.
The members of the fierce camp who originally surrounded Ye Ran and the other two raised their weapons mechanically like puppets...
Scimitars, daggers, iron rods...
Gleaming coldly under the neon lights,
However, they were not targeting Ye Ran and the other two.
But...themselves...
“Puff!”
“Puff!”
“Puff!”
The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh and blood continued to ring out.
Dull and creepy,
There was no screaming, no struggling, not even a trace of pain.
Each of these fierce village members had a smile on their face, as if they were doing something extremely sacred.
They slowly inserted the weapons in their hands into their heads.
Blood flowed down their foreheads, cheeks, and necks, staining their clothes red and dripping onto the dirty ground, gathering into shocking pools of blood.
"thump....."
"thump....."
"thump....."
All the members of the fierce village who were full of murderous intent a second ago are gone.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a hell on earth...
"Tsk... Soul Law is still the best, no effort is needed..." Ye Ran said enviously as he watched Wang Xianghe use his soul power to silently make everyone around him commit suicide.
At this time, Wang Xianghe still had a smile on his face.
He walked slowly step by step to the strong man: "Tell me, do I deserve it??"
At this moment, the strong man was completely frightened.
He had never seen such a horrific scene in his life.
He opened his mouth wide and tried to say something.
But his tongue seemed not to be his own, and he could not make any sound. He wanted to escape, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and he could not move at all.
For a moment, despair and fear filled his eyes.
"Oh, I forgot you can't speak yet..." Wang Xianghe patted his forehead as if he had thought of something he had neglected, and then lightly nodded.
The strong man then felt the existence of his own throat.
He used up all his strength to squeeze out a few words from his throat:
"You...you...who...are you?"
"hiss........"
Wang Xianghe took a deep breath after hearing the strong man's answer.
Wang Xianghe shook his head, looking disappointed: "Your answer doesn't seem to be relevant to my question..."
Then, the corners of his smiling mouth lifted up a lot, and he looked at the strong man jokingly:
"If we answer incorrectly, will we be punished?"
This sentence,
The strong man felt a piercing chill running straight from his tailbone to his forehead...
"save......."
Before the sturdy man finished speaking, Wang Xianghe had already snapped his fingers.
“Bang!”
"The punishment begins~~"
With the crisp sound of snapping fingers, echoing in the silent night sky,
The strong man's body trembled violently, his eyes blurred instantly, and he slowly threw away his whip.
Then he stretched out his two hands.
Start waving it non-stop, doing the scissors, rock, paper movements,
That side lost.
The hand on my side will slap me hard on the cheek.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
As the sound of crisp slaps rang out,
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
The crisp sound of slaps was particularly harsh in the dead silence of the night.
One after another, continuously,
"That uncle..." Ye Ran was just about to speak.
But I felt an invisible soul force that made me speechless.
Wang Xianghe put his finger to his mouth and turned to look at Ye Ran: "Shh... I don't like others to disturb me when I am doing the punishment..."
Then, he smiled and added to Ye Ran:
"Don't worry, I know my limits."
at this time,
The sturdy man's movements were mechanical and stiff, like a puppet controlled by invisible strings. He slapped his face with all his strength, again and again.
Each blow was accompanied by the sound of wind, and the trembling of the skin and flesh was clearly visible.
At first, only the cheeks quickly became red and swollen, and blood oozed from the corners of the mouth.
But this "punishment" is far from over.
The strong man's movements became faster and faster, and his strength became stronger and stronger, as if he was tireless and unaware of pain.
His cheeks twisted and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his skin tore, and his flesh and blood became blurred.
His originally sturdy body was now shaking like a sieve, and every slap made him stagger.
“Crack…”
A slight sound of bone cracking, mixed with the sound of slaps, made people's scalp tingle.
The sturdy man's cheekbone, finally unable to bear the weight and shattered under the repeated heavy blows.
Broken bones mixed with flesh and blood flowed out from the broken wound.
But he still didn't stop, again and again, as if he wanted to smash his head to pieces.
His eyes were empty and lifeless, having long lost focus, and he only waved his arms mechanically, carrying out the horrific "punishment".
"puff……"
There was another muffled sound, and half of the sturdy man's cheek was slapped away.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, splattering on the ground like strange flowers.
The skull was exposed to the air, and the white bones were stained with blood. Under the reflection of the neon lights, it looked weird and terrifying.
But this is still not the end.
The strong man's other hand continued.
One, two, three...
His movements became slower and slower, and his strength became weaker and weaker, but each time he fell, he felt deeper despair.
Finally, after another muffled sound, the strong man's head exploded completely like a smashed watermelon.
Red and white, splashing everywhere.
“Boom…”
The headless body fell to the ground like a broken wooden stake.
The splashed dust, mixed with the smell of blood, filled the air.
There was dead silence all around...
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