Chapter 924 Fingers

"Boom~"

"Ah~ah~"

"Bichi, fuck~"

Thanks to Andrew's fast enough movement, and of course the knife is sharp enough, the young little finger landed on the ground with the knife. As for his cry of pain piercing the sky, Yang Cheng selectively ignored it.

The corners of Carson's eyes twitched. The scene was too bloody to watch, so he simply went out to watch the door.

Andrew was unmoved by the blood sprayed on his face. He had seen even more bloody scenes. Before, he was stunned because he never thought that Yang Cheng, who had never been on a battlefield, would come up with such a vicious method.

Not afraid of pain? It doesn't exist, the young man's face is pale with pain, Yang Cheng disdains in his heart, "The barbarians with a history of only a few hundred years dare to fight against the Chinese who have a history of thousands of years? I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word "dead" Bar?"

Ignoring the young man's cursing, his upper lip touched his lower lip on his calm face, "Continue~"

Andrew naturally obeyed Yang Cheng's words, and he was familiar with the interrogation routines. The young man's defense line could not be stabilized. At this time, he must step up his offensive, otherwise the success will fall short.

No nonsense, the hand raised the knife, the same rhythm and the same sound, the poor ring finger did not escape the bad luck, lying quietly next to the little finger, this scene is much more terrifying than horror movies.

Andrew put away the knife, and touched the back of his head in embarrassment, "Sorry, I didn't control it well, so I chopped a little more~"

Yang Cheng took a look, and it turned out that the tip of Andrew's knife had just scratched the young man's left middle finger, and half of it had drooped outside. Suppressing a smile, it was still Andrew, who shrugged indifferently, "Then you help him Busy, just cut it off, more than half of it drooping is not good-looking."

When Andrew heard this, it was the reason, and the knife flashed, "Ah~~~"

Xiaonian almost fainted from the pain. In fact, he really wanted to faint. He didn't have his fingers chopped off during training.

I can't bear Christmas, but I can't say anything, so I just come to see nothing, close my eyes, recharge my energy, maybe it will be his turn sometime.

After Andrew finished cutting, he stepped back and left the position to Hansen. He was afraid that Hansen would not bear to do it, so he took the initiative to show Hansen first. He had good intentions, but why could Hansen not bear to do it? These two bastards almost caused him to change his fate, even if he wanted to kill him, what's the point of chopping off a few fingers?

After taking over, Yang Cheng didn't even need to say hello, just started chopping, one, two, three ~ the young man was not given a chance to speak at all, and he didn't even have time to shout about the pain.

"Crazy~ You guys are a bunch of lunatics, fuck, fuck, fuck~" The young man was about to burst into tears, his eyeballs were about to pop out, coupled with that pig-headed face, he was particularly terrifying.

Yang Cheng picked his ear, "Go on? What are you waiting for? He won't talk half of the time, so don't waste time."

"You're going to hell~" Little Young's cursing words hadn't finished yet, he only had the ring finger and little finger of his right hand left, how could the perfectionist Yang Cheng bear it, symmetry is beautiful, just about to call Hansen to continue chopping , the young man finally collapsed, no matter how perfect the defense line suffered such successive blows, there were times when it couldn't hold on.

"Stop, stop, I said, don't cut it, fuck!" the young man wailed.

Christmas suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and he was about to attack the young man when he was violent. Andrew, who was quick-eyed and fast-handed, held him down, punched him on the temple and passed out. A place that is more than ten centimeters in front of my eyes is dangling.

"You~ what do you want to know?" The young man trembled in pain, it seemed that he didn't have pain nerves.

On the contrary, Yang Cheng was not in a hurry, she had already spoken, and she was afraid that he would hide it? "Tell me what is your name first? Why did you join the clown organization?"

The blood had already flowed all over the floor, and it looked very bloody, but Yang Cheng had no intention of bandaging him at all, and there was no time for him to die after he finished speaking.

"I~my name~Martin, my father is a former member of the 3~K~ party." Due to excessive blood loss, Martin's face was ashen as paper, even paler than Yang Cheng's face before.

Yang Cheng's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't expect to be too liberal?

"Why do you want to kill me?" Yang Cheng stood for a while and his face turned pale again, but he still took a step forward and asked forcefully.

Martin suddenly laughed, the louder the laugh, the sneer at the beginning turned into a wild laugh, Yang Cheng frowned to see that he was getting nervous, and didn't try to stop it, anyway, it wasn't his physical strength that was wasted.

After laughing, he didn't seem to see any angry expression on Yang Cheng's face. Martin was a little disappointed, moved his hand that lost his finger, gasped in pain, and said nonchalantly, "Why? Kill if you want? How do I know why? I do what my dad tells me to do."

Seeing that Yang Cheng didn't answer, he yelled, "Hey~ Look at me cooperating with you so much, why don't you freeze my fingers first?"

Yang Cheng was worried that he would have another moth, so he called Carson at the door to fetch ice cubes and a small refrigerator, picked them up one by one and put them in with his fingers, "Go on? Otherwise, if I can put it in, I can take it out. If you Cooperate well and still have time to sew up, otherwise it will take a long time, even the best doctor will sew up.”

Martin twitched the corner of his mouth, "Say what?"

"Tell me why you want to kill me? Don't talk about the reason why you want to kill this fool, I don't believe it!" Yang Cheng kicked the refrigerator, and with a little force, he could turn it over.

Martin didn't dare to brag anymore, and said excitedly, "Damn it, be careful. I really don't know why they chose you to attack. Maybe it's because you are in the limelight. Killing you will make our organization more famous."

Yang Cheng rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and instinctively told him that Martin was telling the truth, because at this point he didn't need to hide it at all, and the difference between saying one sentence and saying two sentences was not that big.

It seems that the target is turning to the tough guy next to him, "Who is he? What's your relationship?"

Martin grinned, "He? He's our organization's ace killer, code-named Christmas, I don't know what his real name is, bah~, he's also an ace killer, he was caught so easily, useless."

When it comes to Christmas, Martin is full of disdain and seems to have a lot of resentment.

Yang Cheng frowned. It seemed that there was nothing to ask from Martin, so she ordered Andrew, "Take him out and let the doctor try to sew it up. Whether it succeeds or not depends on the kid's luck."

It happened that the doctor in charge of observing his injuries hadn't left yet, so it was better for this kid, otherwise when he went to the hospital, there would be no need for stitches.

After the people left, Yang Cheng was not in a hurry to wake up the comatose Christmas. He always felt that this clown organization was inextricably linked with the fog that had enveloped him before.

After pondering for a long time, I decided to ask myself.

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