Chapter 224 One knife after another!

"Xu Chang? Oh... That woman? At first, I didn't know the existence of that woman... But since I know that she has a well-run store with you, how can you let her go? Zeng Yu said, subconsciously wanted to laugh, but suddenly realized that his cleverness in this way could only make Song Yi hate him more.

So he shut up after he finished speaking.

It is obvious that Xu Chang is not King Kang's idea, but his idea.

"That day, I didn't understand a lot. Why didn't you kill me? Instead, do you have to imprison it? Song Yi then asked.

Zeng Yu smiled bitterly, and he regretted it even more. He raised his eyelids and sighed helplessly at San Niang, who was controlled by Yu Xiaoyue not far away, "I didn't care about your life or death, but she thought you were useful, so she was going to save your life."

"Do I have use value?" Song Yi sneered.

"So, I was wrong about this matter, because I shouldn't have had such an idea at that time, but I should have killed you directly." Zeng Yu said seriously that he knew that Song Yi would at least not hate him.

Song Yi really didn't hate him, so he continued to ask, "What about Hao Anying?"

"Hao Anying?" Zeng Yu wondered, "How can you know him?"

......

Song Yi was suddenly speechless and pulled out a knife from Zeng Yu's stomach. The blood that had been condensed because of the cold suddenly overflowed again. Zeng Yu screamed in pain and was finally able to tremble comfortably.

Of course, trembling is not really comfortable. On the contrary, it is because of pain, but the pain can't tremble is the most painful thing, so Zeng Yu feels that trembling is a comfortable thing at this moment...

"Are you lying to me? If Hao Anying hadn't been sent by you, why would he kill me? He has a royal token!" Song Yi said with a sneer.

But Zeng Yu's expression in pain was not false, but looked at Song Yi seriously in shock, "I... I really don't know... Hao Anying is the man of the prince! But... I didn't know... He's here, too."

Song Yi pondered slightly, and then said with a smile, "It seems that King Kang not only acquiesces to your behavior, but also sent someone else to kill me..."

"Why didn't he frame me openly? I believe he can do more!" Song Yi asked.

Zeng Yu was sweating coldly all over his body, and his face was particularly pale. He replied weakly, "After all, you are the person you have seen by the emperor... Who dares to embarrass you face to face..."

"Why do you dare?" Song Yi shouted coldly to Zeng Yu.

Zeng Yu wanted to say something but stopped. No matter what was the explanation for him killing Song Yi, the fact that he wanted to kill Song Yi could not be changed, so he could not explain it.

"I've said... And I'm like this, too. Let me go..." Zeng Yu pleaded feebly, and his eyes were full of begging for mercy.

Song Yi stood up, held the knife in his hand, and looked down at him coldly.

Zeng Yu's whole body trembled even more. He didn't care how much his blood flowed out, and he didn't dare to faint, because he was too afraid that he would be stabbed to death by Song Yi in a coma. He doesn't want to die. Anyway, he doesn't want to die...

"Please..." Zeng Yu pleaded repeatedly.

Sanniang is looking at Song Yi, and Yu Xiaoyue is also looking at this side.

Song Yi finally opened his mouth, without a trace of emotion, and said indifferently, "It's not too much to kill you ten times, because if you want me to die, I will definitely let you die!" But... I want you and Zhao Ze to know one thing more.

Zeng Yu looked at his expression and movements seriously and listened to his words carefully, like a poor puppy, afraid that his attitude was not correct enough to be killed by Song Yi.

Because he was serious, Song Yi paused and said with a smile, "Tell Zhao Ze that he is Wang and I am Min. However, if he wants to kill me, I will definitely kill him! I don't care how high he is, but since Song Yi wants to kill, there are almost no people alive in the past days... So you go back and tell him that this is the last time. In spring, I will go to Beijing, and at that time I will go to him to get this account back... Because I'm not dead, you have to tell him that if he moves again, I will definitely kill him! No matter who he is... Even if he is in the capital, I will definitely kill him!"

Zeng Yu didn't dare to answer. He didn't even dare to say that Zhao Ze, the king of Kang, might not be in the capital in spring. Because he only understood Song Yi's words that he wanted to let him go back to Beijing, he suppressed his inner ecstasy and nodded and said seriously, "I must convey it word by word!"

"Do you really remember it?" Song Yi asked seriously.

"Remember it clearly."

"Is the word not bad?"

"I dare not be wrong!"

"You promise that you won't forget these words if you are injured?"

Zeng Yu answered firmly, "No!"

"That's good." Song Yi smiled. Then Zeng Yu also suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but he suddenly found in horror that Song Yi raised his knife at this time.

"You...!?" Zeng Yu's soul flew away.

Song Yi sneered, showed a touch of white teeth, and said coldly, "If I don't kill you, I won't kill you naturally!" But... If you want to kill this, how can you give you another chance? Since you won't forget my words when you are injured, you are lucky to be wronged again!"

Zeng Yu's whole body was cold, and he suddenly shouted with great fear, "You want to... How about it?"

His voice fell, and Song Yi's knife had fallen and cut a knife on his arm.

Zeng Yu screamed!

Song Yi picked up the knife and cut a knife in his arm, which was fleshy.

Zeng Yu screamed again.

One knife after another... Zeng Yu screamed and gradually became weak until his arms had become blurred and miserable. Even Yu Xiaoyue in the distance had a fear of vomiting.

When Song Yi stopped the knife, one of Zeng Yu's arms was no longer an arm. He suddenly found that maybe death is sometimes more comfortable.

How's it going? Do you feel very painful? Song Yi asked.

Zeng Yu didn't dare to answer. He had only had bursts of tremors left, and many wounds all over his body were constantly bleeding, and his physical strength was almost exhausted.

Song Yi suddenly turned his head and shouted at Yu Xiaoyue, "Is there any golden medicine to stop the bleeding?"

Yu Xiaoyue was stunned, and then nodded and said that there was. She is a child of the salt gang, and there are hurt medicine around her at any time, not to mention that she is prepared this time.

"That's good. Bring her over and bring it to me!" Song Yi said with a smile.

Although Zeng Yu was tired and painful, his hearing was intact, so when he heard that Song Yi asked for Jin Chuangyao, a trace of gratitude flashed in his heart, and even squeezed out an ugly smile towards Song Yi.

However, his smile froze on his face, and then turned into a strange smile. He opened his mouth and stared at Song Yi's straight knife...

Power is sinking!

An extremely tragic hiss!

The arm was cut off with a click, and blood gushed out.

Zeng Yu suddenly understood what Song Yi meant by Jin Chuangyao, but he had fainted.

Song Yi sprinkled the golden medicine handed over by Yu Xiaoyue on Zeng Yu's wound, as if talking to him, and sneered as if he were muttering to himself, "If you want to kill me, how can you end up being so easy!" Although I hope you can bring words to Zhao Ze, if you die, these words will not bring him... I don't mind either. Because I must enter Beijing, and I will definitely face him... Good luck, Amen!"

Song Yi finally threw the Jinchuang medicine bottle on Zeng Yu's body, and then made a move that Yu Xiaoyue and Sanniang couldn't understand.

It seems to be a prayer, but in Sanniang's opinion, it's more like a curse.

Then, Sanniang saw Song Yi turn around and look at her.

She had already knelt on the ground. At this time, she even lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at Song Yi's murderous eyes with revenge.

"Are you sure you won't look at it again?" Song Yi asked in a low voice, as if he was muttering.

Sanniang recognized the coldness in his words, and then looked up at Song Yi with incomparable fear.

However, what she saw when she looked up was not Song Yi's face and expression, but a knife from top to bottom.

Simply and strictly speaking, it is a snowy blade.

The snowy and cold blade fell... He stayed in Sanniang's eyes forever.

The last scenery she saw in her life was a sword from the top down. The last sound she heard was her fearful heartbeat and a crash...

Wanla---

It was supposed to be the sound of stirring the lake, but at this time, it was indeed the sound of opening the belly.

Yu Xiaoyue was stunned.

She is a son of the salt gang. She has seen blood and killing. But she has never seen a man stab a woman so decisively.

Strictly speaking, Sanniang is a woman, and she is also a graceful woman.

But at this moment, she is not graceful at all. Although her clothes were cut open to reveal her snow-white skin and two plump breasts. But she is really ugly and disgusting!

Because of that knife, not only her clothes, but also her chest were cut.

With a bang!

From the chest to the lower abdomen, a bright red line cut off all the vitality and greed and desire of San Niang in life.

She is dead.

She fell down and made a bang. It's not the sound of her falling to the ground, but the sound of her chest and lower abdomen bursting...

Blood is all over the ground.

Song Yi didn't say anything and turned to the already quiet house.

Yu Xiaoyue stayed for a long time, for a long time...

Then he finally took out a bottle of Jinchuang medicine and threw it on Zeng Yu, who was in a coma with one arm, and then chased Song Yi's figure.

God has the virtue of a good life. But how can I let go if others want to kill me? I'm not Buddha. Naturally, I don't know mercy. I'm just a civilian, so I just need to live.

If you are alive, you have to kill.

Kill all the people who want to kill themselves, one knife after another...

Song Yi stepped into the courtyard door and saw the silence. He sneered and muttered in his heart.