Wu Xi clenched the doorknob tightly, held his breath, and minimized his sense of presence. Suddenly, he felt the man glance at him, and quickly closed the door.

A man's wanton laughter suddenly sounded outside the door, and then the man's mocking voice sounded, as if he had climbed up from hell.

"It's up to you to kill or cut as you like. Anyway, you are the one who can kill your wife with your own hands. What else can't you do... Ah!"

With a muffled bang, Song Yan pulled the trigger, and the man rolled on the ground screaming, his whole body twitching.

Then three gunshots sounded one after another, each followed by a man's screams, the man's voice rang out shortly after the last shot, like the last wisp of smoke from an extinguished fire, and the wind blows and it dissipates up.

Wu Xi's pupils shrank, his ears buzzed, he covered his mouth and looked outside.

Song Yan stretched out his hand backwards, and the men on the side took the gun. He rolled up his sleeves and walked up to the man who fell on the ground. The man's limbs were punched out by bullets, and bright red blood gushed out like a spring.

"Kill me, kill me..." The man stared at Song Yan with red eyes.

"You're right." Song Yan smiled darkly, the leather shoe stepped on the man's shot arm, and the man trembled and wailed in pain.

"I can do anything, so I thought of a new way to play, and I just want to try it with you." Song Yan gave his subordinates a look, "Go, bring the general here."

A man in black opened the door and led in a hunting dog. The moment Wu Xi saw the hunting dog, Wu Xi came back to his senses, his back was straightened, his face was pale, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Suddenly, the hunting dog saw Wu Xi hiding behind the door, jumped up and barked wildly.

Wu Xi was frightened and wanted to hide in, but his legs were weak, he tripped over something, and fell to the ground. With a creak, the door opened wide. Song Yan paused, turned around, and looked over with heavy eyes. .

"Did you hear everything?" Song Yan asked.

Wu Xi pursed his lips, he was never good at lying, he could see any emotion from his face.

"Come here." Song Yan ordered.

Wu Xi glanced at the hunting dog, clenched his fists, got up, and walked slowly. A few steps away from Song Yan, the hunting dog barked, his whole body trembled, and his eyes straightened close up.

The trouser legs were suddenly grabbed, and a weak voice sounded from below.

"Save me... save me..."

Wu Xi opened his eyes, and the man's limbs were covered in blood, like a broken puppet doll, which was put into funny poses by a naughty child.

The place where the trouser legs were grabbed was stained with dirty blood, and Wu Xi's stomach churns.

Song Yan frowned, stepped forward and grabbed Wu Xi's wrist, pulled him into his arms, and stepped on the man's hand.

"Ah——" the man let out a short scream, Wu Xi's heart tightened, he reached out and grabbed Song Yan's sleeve, and said, "Don't...he didn't do anything wrong."

Song Yan paused for a moment, then raised his eyes, his beast-like pupils exuded a bone-chilling chill.

Wu Xi's heart palpitated for a while, and he let go of his hand.

"You heard it all? That's why I begged for him." Song Yan grabbed Wu Xi's hand that was put down, with terrifying strength, and Wu Xi felt that his wrist bones were about to be crushed.

Wu Xi didn't answer, but responded to Song Yan's answer.

There was no trace of blood on his lips, he shrank back, his body trembling with fear.

Song Yan let go of his hand, and Wu Xi stepped back immediately, tightly grasping his wrist.

Song Yan stared at Wu Xi coldly. After a long time, he said to his subordinates: "Give him the general and let him take the lead."

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