Chapter 709: Torture
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Hui Zi held two latest grenades in his hand. He threw them towards the place where the enemy’s gunshots were the densest and let out a beast-like roar. “Brothers, don’t be afraid! Let’s fight them to the death! If we lose our lives, we’ll be good men again eighteen years later!”
Perhaps it was because Hui Zi’s roar was too inspiring, but when the brothers who had been following him closely heard it, everyone seemed to have been injected with energy. They erupted with an abnormally terrifying aura, and the guns in their hands were like the scimitars of the Grim Reaper. Wherever they went, blood splattered, and the sweet and disgusting smell of blood sprayed into the air!
The assassins from Sky Splitter, who had been pressing forward, were actually decimated by Hui Zi and the others!
An opening was torn open in this abnormally ruthless and bloodthirsty assassin team by Hui Zi and a few others. This accident made the assassins who had been fighting tonight subconsciously panic.
However, this situation wouldn’t last long. The bullets in Hui Zi and the others’ guns would be emptied, and the blood on their bodies would flow away. They would eventually fall under these people’s guns, but it was just a stalemate for a long time. Hui Zi was still thinking about buying enough time for their Brother Feng to escape, so even though the guns in his hands had already gone silent and his body was riddled by bullets from the enemy, he still didn’t fall!
He grabbed the assassin’s neck with his hand. His face was covered in blood and sand. As he felt the assassin’s futile struggle, madness flashed across his eyes.
The veins on Hui Zit s hand bulged, and he picked up the dagger on the sand with his other hand. His wrist moved his arm, and the sharp dagger pierced into the assassin’s chest. Blood splattered, dyeing his fingers red!
He was surrounded by killers with guns, but no one dared to come up. Hui Zi would definitely die tonight, but at this moment, he made countless people tremble in fear.
In order to make the Saint Envoy happier, they had no choice but to do this.
Therefore, in the last ten minutes of his life, Hui Zi had suffered inhumane torture. All the assassins knew how to torture people!
After dealing with the motorcycle killers who had caught up to him, Huo Feng fled into the South Sea with his only remaining comrade. The Sky Splitter killers, who didn’t have any speedboats, could only watch helplessly as their target disappeared from the sea.
However, Huo Feng, who had escaped, still didn’t know what Hui Zi was experiencing.
Namphan had never been a peaceful place. Gunfights between gangs and local tyrants happened every other day, and human lives were not worth much here. It was not strange for hatred and blood to intertwine.
Therefore, the next morning, the matter of the Huo family’s main branch being wiped out didn’t cause much of a stir in Namphan. After discussing it excitedly for about half a day, people soon forgot about it.
Only Third Master Tang of the Seven Treasures Pavilion sighed deeply after hearing this. He sighed. “A storm is coming. No one can withstand it! This is life!”
At six in the afternoon, in the Huo family’s courtyard in Modu, Country F.
Su Qing held the white jade spoon in her hand and drank the soup that Kong Yue had made for her, feeling bored. Actually, they had just had dinner, but Mrs. Su had been by Su Qing’s side, clearly not wanting to let her off.
The girl pursed her lips helplessly and knocked her exquisite ring on the table with her left hand. She was like a lazy cat now, but looking at her like this made one’s heart soften for no reason. Su Qing had become even more lazy and cute recently.
Kong Yue shook her head, as though she didn’t know what to do with Su Qing. She criticized her, “Why do I make you drink a bowl of nourishing soup? It’s as though I’m forcing you to drink poison! You’re getting harder to raise, brat. You’ve been spoiled by Huo Qi! Hurry up and finish this bowl, or I’ll get Huo Qi to come over and watch over you!”
When she heard her mother mention Mr. Huo, Su Qing felt a little helpless, but she had no choice but to lower her head and finish the mother’s tonic soup..