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Chapter 274 Don't Kill!

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    Li Feng put his fingers together, and shared eight silver threads tied with needles in both hands. These silver threads seemed to be only eight in Li Feng's hands, but when they extended from his hands, they were densely covered like spider webs.  Not sure which is which!

    Several silver threads were intertwined together, and the other end pierced the short policeman's shoulder bone. Li Feng's strength was very precise, never less than one point minus one point. The short policeman would not bleed, and would not pass out.  , only ignorantly suffering from the piercing pain that Li Feng brought him.

    Sweating profusely and trembling all over, the short policeman knelt on the ground with weak legs. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't open his mouth at all. He was afraid that if he couldn't help opening his mouth, he would be unable to support himself and would die of pain!

    The tall policeman wanted to intercede for the short policeman, but he didn't dare. Now that Li Feng doubted their identities, he couldn't explain clearly, so how could he dare to beg for mercy for others.

    Qing didn't forget that he fell into a coma, but after Murong Hong punched him twice and slapped him twice, he finally woke up.  It may be that the sedative was too powerful, even though he woke up, he was still groggy and weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

    Murong Hong jumped to the ground with Qing Buwang, and then helped him to the corner of the wall, letting him lean there to rest for a while.

    Li Feng was still inflicting inhuman torture on the short policeman. He only wanted him to be in pain, not to die, and he would not injure his muscles and bones so that he would not be able to fully recover in the future.  Li Feng is still somewhat sure of controlling a few silver needles. With the help of mental power, he clearly has a versatile helper, and no problem can trouble him.

    It's too simple to torture a person.

    The short policeman gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.  His head was full of sweat, and the drops of sweat seemed to be colored, bright red!

    Murong Hong was watching this scene, he really couldn't bear it, he secretly brewed, and then said to Li Feng: "Boss, it's not good for us to do this, this is already considered private punishment, if torture is a trick  !"

    Soft hearted!

    Being soft-hearted means being soft-hearted, and Li Feng doesn't want to do this, but the facts are in front of him, he has a solid foundation, and he will never use force casually to hurt a powerless person.

    Li Feng didn't want to explain anything to him, and with a hook of ten fingers, a trace of dark energy was stimulated again.

    Collapse~ÎË~!

    Compared with the previous soft sound, this time the sound is more crisp, piercing and painful to the eardrum.  The short policeman couldn't help but opened his throat and roared: "Kill me, give me a good time!"

    The short policeman knew that he was powerless to resist, and the opponent was not the kind of person he dared to face up to, that method!  He couldn't let go of himself, the short policeman no longer had illusions, his only hope now was that Li Feng would hit harder, and that death would be all right.

    It's just a human life. If he is a good person, Li Feng may care a little bit, but Li Feng doesn't bother to kill this kind of running dog. While his ability is soaring, he is different from ordinary people.  But ordinary people, he really didn't bother to bully them.

    But since this person wants to have a good time, Li Feng also thinks that it is better to have a good time, so as to save himself the trouble of playing with a few ropes. He laughed and said softly: "You are the one who will die!"

    "Don't kill him!"

    "Please don't kill him!"

    There were two calls for help, one from the tall policeman inside the iron cage, and the other from Murong Hong.

    It is understandable for the tall policeman to want to save his companion, but Murong Hong¡ª¡ª

    Li Feng turned his head to look at him, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said, "If I insist on killing him!"

    Must kill!  Murong Hong was entangled. He just wanted to save a life that might not have to die. At that moment, he forgot his relationship with Li Feng, he forgot Li Feng's methods, he forgot Li Feng's supernatural powers, and he also forgot.  I forgot all kinds of things that Li Feng had taught me.

    With a dull retreat of two steps, Murong Hong shook his head and said in confusion: "Boss, you don't have to kill people!"

    "Really!" Li Feng looked at the short man lying on the ground and huddled into a ball. He didn't intend to kill him, but it was just to scare him. After receiving the needle, if he can cultivate for two days  If so, there will be no harm at all!

    "Our purpose is not to kill people, boss!" Murong Hong said the only thing he believed in, the original intention of being willing to carry out this mission.

    "But what I said didn't include people other than the target person." Li Feng shook his hand casually, and couldn't bear to pull up a silver thread!

    Scoff~!

    As if the brittle bones were smashed into pieces, the short man lying on the ground?The entire left arm of the policeman was directly strangled by Li Feng with the silver wire, and the severed arm was thrown aside strangely along with the strength of the silver wire. In an instant, along the wound, blood spurted out.

    The moment he saw Li Feng making a move, Murong Hong wanted to go up to stop him, but it was too late.

    The short policeman didn't even have time to yell, and passed out from the pain!

    Tom~tom~!

    A broken arm fell on the steel plate, and the shattered wound swung up and down due to inertia. The fresh blood in the broken arm couldn't overflow at all. While the blood was surging, it was disgusting that one could actually see the broken arm.  The blood within is beating!

    The entire severed arm fell in front of him, and the tall policeman backed away in fright. When there was no way to retreat, his hands were still holding on to the steel bar, looking scared, but his eyes couldn't help it.  Stare at the broken arm.

    That was his companion's arm!

    Buzz~buzz~buzz!

    The short policeman had already passed out, and the silver thread and silver needles were useless, so Li Feng put them all away with a hand.  The first time the silver needle was inserted into his bosom, Li Feng suddenly raised his head, stared at the tall policeman, and said, "If you have something to say, explain it now, otherwise, you will end up with him!"

    "I, I, I confess, I explain everything, don't kill me, I beg you don't kill me!"

    The tall policeman who had been looking calm on the surface finally panicked. He didn't believe that Li Feng really dared to kill here. The arm of his companion made him clearly realize that Li Feng was a ruthless stubble.

    When the other party made such a move, Li Feng was not in a hurry. He snorted and said, "Do you really have something to explain? Let me tell you first. I don't know anything. If you don't explain, you will die.  If you lie to me, you will still die, you can figure it out yourself."

    In order to save his life, the tall man was not afraid of any bloody broken arm. He staggered to Li Feng's side, then lay down on the edge of the fence, and said bitterly: "I confess, I will explain everything, I promise  The sentence is true, as long as you don't kill me."

    But at this time, Li Feng was paying attention to Murong Hong using the slight peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes.

    It can be said that Murong Hong's complexion is ugly, and Li Feng's complexion is even uglier than eating Coptis chinensis. After doing this, Li Feng understands that although Murong Hong is much better than ordinary people, he is still alone in the greenhouse.  The grown flowers cannot be exposed to the scorching sun, let alone the cold wind and rain.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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