Chapter 413: Tang Haishan, Dead!
Hearing Lu Yu's words, in an instant, Tang Haishan's body shivered with a chill. At this moment, looking at Lu Yu in front of him, his eyes were full of fear, and his body kept retreating as he spoke, "Don't, don't kill me, I still don't want to die..."
"You still don't want to die?"
Hearing Tang Haishan's words, a trace of coldness already appeared in Lu Yu's eyes. At this moment, looking at Tang Haishan in front of him, he suddenly emitted a cold murderous aura.
"Y-yes, I still don't want to die, I beg you to let me go, I promise I will..."
At this moment, Tang Haishan said in fear, but before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped abruptly!
Lu Yu suddenly grabbed Tang Haishan by the neck, lifting him up like a tiny chick. He stared directly into Tang Haishan's eyes and coldly said, "You still don't want to die?! Did Wen Ya's mother want to die?"
With these words, Lu Yu's voice was filled with an air of killing intent, chilling to the bone: "Because you, this wretched gossip, when Wen Ya was eight, she and her mother were driven out of the Wen Family."
"A woman with no support, carrying an eight-year-old daughter, do you know how much suffering she has endured over the years, how much hardship she has gone through!?"
As he said this, Lu Yu's voice suddenly raised significantly, as if a ferocious beast was roaring, that awe-inspiring killing aura pierced into Tang Haishan's body like sharp blades, making him tremble all over!
"Originally, Wen Ya could have had a harmonious family, a happy childhood, and Wen Ya's mother wouldn't have had to work herself to death to raise her daughter!"
At this moment, the hand with which Lu Yu grasped Tang Haishan's neck kept applying pressure, and the immense oppression made Tang Haishan's breathing increasingly difficult. His once rosy cheeks were now gradually turning blue, and his tongue was starting to protrude.
"And all of this is because of your deceitful mouth that led them to this end today!"
"You wag your tongue, ruin lives, and still expect me to let you go, who gave you the audacity!?"
As he spoke, Lu Yu suddenly lifted Tang Haishan overhead, then with force, slammed him hard onto the ground!
Bang!
With a dull sound, Tang Haishan's body slammed into the ground like a sack, the impact was so great that it sent dust flying into the air!
Tang Haishan is only in his sixties, still in decent health. At this moment, being slammed hard onto the ground by Lu Yu, he felt as if a massive iron hammer had struck his back, the weight of which directly surged into his internal organs, causing his face to turn pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body curled up on the ground, appearing extremely pathetic!
However, looking at the wretched Tang Haishan on the ground, Lu Yu had no intention of letting him go. At this moment, holding a machete, he slowly approached Tang Haishan, then firmly stepped on Tang Haishan's face, speaking: "I just said, if you can't figure it out, leave your tongue and your life behind. I'm a man of my word, so I'm fulfilling my promise now!"
Saying this, Lu Yu applied force with the foot on Tang Haishan's face, saying: "Open your mouth for me!"
In an instant, Tang Haishan felt a surge of pressure on his face. Then, compelled by this force, his mouth involuntarily opened wide!
Seeing this, a cold gleam flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. Then he placed the tip of the machete into Tang Haishan's mouth and gave his wrist a sudden shake!
Ah!
Instantly, a blood-curdling scream rang out from the abandoned building. As the scream echoed, Tang Haishan's tongue was severed by Lu Yu, falling to the ground, blood flowing profusely!
Having one's tongue severed, such intense pain is unbearable for the average person!
At this moment, Tang Haishan kept howling in pain on the ground, blood gushed out from his mouth like a stream, and his body wriggled like a bloated maggot on the ground, looking extremely tragic!
Meanwhile, seeing Tang Haishan's miserable state and hearing his harrowing screams, Wen Xiu Jie's heart was filled with immense terror. His legs trembled, and a warm wetness spread from his crotch, accompanied by a foul odor!
This head of the prestigious Wen Family, Wen Xiu Jie, who commands wind and rain in Lanling City, was literally scared to wet himself by the scene before him!
At this moment, Wen Xiu Jie couldn't even dream of Lu Yu's ruthlessness, killing so casually, doing as he said he would, cutting off the tongue without hesitation. Such actions are truly horrifying!
Meanwhile, Lu Yu paid no attention to Wen Xiu Jie. He slowly stepped over to Tang Haishan's side, coldly staring at the trembling Tang Haishan on the ground, and said: "For wagging your tongue and ruining lives, this is your deserved retribution. Now bring that filthy soul of yours to Hell to seek forgiveness from Wen Ya's mother!"
With these words, Lu Yu raised the machete over his head, the tip facing down, and with no trace of mercy in his eyes, he stabbed it furiously downward!
Thunk!
With a soft sound, the sharp machete penetrated Tang Haishan's body. His eyes suddenly widened in shock, and then his body lay on the ground, dead on the spot!
As he died, Tang Haishan's eyes were wide open, filled with terror, a chilling sight to behold!
"It's done!"
Looking at the dead Tang Haishan, a cold expression flickered in Lu Yu's eyes. He slowly straightened up, picked up another clean machete from the ground, and slowly walked toward Wen Xiu Jie, speaking as he walked, "Alright, Wen Xiu Jie, now it's time for us to have a 'nice' chat!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiu Jie's body shuddered suddenly. Staring at Lu Yu, he spoke: "Y-you're a demon, a heartless killer!"
In his words, Wen Xiu Jie appeared extremely terrified, like a frightened lamb, filled with frailty and trembling!
"A demon?"
Hearing Wen Xiu Jie's words, Lu Yu smiled slightly, then looked at the sharp machete in his hand and spoke: "You are mistaken, Wen Xiu Jie. I'm not a demon!"
Saying this, Lu Yu slowly walked towards Wen Xiu Jie, his smile growing ever more sinister: "However, I am scarier than a demon!"
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