Chapter 7 I only Want Your Life

Lin Tianfeng heard Zhao Yin's voice and his whole body stiffened.

He didn't dare to look back and shouted: "Brother, brother, I haven't offended you, what are you doing?"

"Kneel down!" Zhao Yin said coldly.

"Brother, we have no grudges, after all, we are old acquaintances, why do you have to...!"

Lin Tianfeng wanted to say something else, but Zhao Yin's butcher knife slightly exerted force, and the blade cut his neck.

Feeling the pain, Lin Tianfeng shouted: "Don't...don't, I kneel, I kneel now!"

As he said, he flipped the woman off his body and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Brother, is it done?"

At this time, Zhao Yin's mind once again appeared the scene of his previous life, the three stupid women were beheaded by Lin Tianfeng.

When Ning Yue's head rolled to Zhao Yin's feet, her eyes were still open.

And Zhao Yin himself died under the claws of the flying white tiger that helped Lin Tianfeng to make the contract!

Two puffs!

Zhao Yin pierced Lin Tianfeng's shoulder blades from behind.

When the butcher knife was pulled out, a large amount of blood came out and sprayed on Zhao Yin's face, making his fair face look even more ferocious.

"Ah ah... Brother, I fucking fuck brother..." Lin Tianfeng cursed.

He could no longer lift his arms, and the heart-wrenching pain made his face twisted.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhao Yin walked to Lin Tianfeng and looked down at him coldly: "It hurts, it will hurt more next time."

"What the hell do you want to do? If you want this woman to take it away, just do it. Why hurt her like this? I fucking fuck!" Lin Tianfeng cursed with gritted teeth.

"I only want your life!"

Zhao Yin said calmly, and poof, a knife stabbed into Lin Tianfeng's lower jaw.

With a strong twist, he cut off Lin Tianfeng's tongue in the most brutal way.

Lin Tianfeng's eyes widened, his face full of horror, still not knowing why all this happened.

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say a word, his mouth was full of blood.

Bang, bang, bang! He could only kowtow to Zhao Yin, and his forehead was broken in three or two kowtows.

"Lin Tianfeng, I swear to cut you into pieces, do you understand?" Zhao Yin said.

At this time, Lin Tianfeng, like Zhao Yin in his previous life, made a beast-like sound from his mouth, and his eyes were full of pleading.

Zhao Yin suddenly made a quick move, blinding his eyes with a knife, and then one knife after another.

Until Zhao Yin's physical strength was mostly consumed, he stopped panting.

He realized that it was not an easy thing to cut a body into pieces.

The woman next to him watched the murderer who killed her child the whole time, and she was so tortured by Zhao Yin that her face was full of satisfaction.

Zhao Yin suddenly turned around, glanced at the woman, and asked, "Do you want to do it too?"

The woman met Zhao Yin's eyes and couldn't help but tremble all over, then nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Yin stepped forward to untie the woman, turned the handle of the butcher knife in his hand, and handed it to her: "Don't let him die before 10,000 cuts, can you do it?"

The woman nodded quickly, took the butcher knife and rushed forward, slashing Lin Tianfeng's neck with a knife.

"Stop!"

Zhao Yin shouted, but it was still a step too late.

The woman directly cut the aorta on Lin Tianfeng's neck, and blood sprayed like a faucet.

It soaked the woman's body and face.

She also knew that she had done something wrong, and turned back to stare at Zhao Yin in fear.

"You are a pig!" Zhao Yin was furious, he had said it very clearly.

He kicked the woman to the ground, snatched the butcher knife from her hand, and shouted: "Stop the bleeding, help him stop the bleeding!"

The woman tried to press it in a panic, but there was no way to stop it.

Blood gushed out from the woman's fingers, and Lin Tianfeng was convulsing all over, and he was about to die.

Zhao Yin was also very angry. With the supplies in his hands, it was impossible to help Lin Tianfeng stop the bleeding. He could only watch him die.

"Sabi!" Zhao Yin cursed, wishing to kill this woman.

The woman looked at him in fear, trembling all over.

At this point, Zhao Yin had no choice but to hand her the butcher knife in his hand and asked: "Can you chop dumpling stuffing?"

"Yes!" The woman said hurriedly.

Zhao Yin nodded: "Chop him, ten thousand knives!"

The woman took the butcher knife, and her dirty face gradually showed madness. She rushed up again, with disheveled hair and blood all over her body, looking crazier than a madman.

Zhao Yin was too lazy to care anymore. He sat on a piece of rotten cement, took out half a pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stared quietly.

Bang, bang, bang!

The disheveled woman waved the knife vigorously.

…

"Ugh!"

At this time, in a shopping mall not far from the crime scene, Xiaodao bent over and vomited.

Song Xiaojian, who was standing by, was also pale. Before the end of the world, they were all flowers of the motherland, living under the protection of society. Where had they seen such a bloody scene?

"Brother, how could there be such a cruel person? Has anyone really been killed!" After Xiaodao vomited, tears rolled down in big drops: "They are not making a movie, right?"

Song Xiaojian was silent, not knowing how to comfort his sister.

For a long while!

"Little sister, it's the end of the world now. If one day, I am also killed like this, you have to live strong on your own." Song Xiaojian said in a low voice.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Xiaodao hurriedly stepped forward to cover his brother's mouth and cried again: "I don't want my brother to die. I want to be with my brother forever."

Song Xiaojian touched Xiaodao's head and finally sighed.

After all, my sister is still too young to understand what the end of the world is.

Xiaodao said with relief: "Fortunately, I didn't let that bad guy come here, woo woo... He is too scary!"

"If you meet that person in the future, you should stay as far away as possible." Song Xiaojian reminded.

"Yeah!" Xiaodao nodded vigorously.

Song Xiaojian suddenly changed his words and said: "No, if you meet him one day, you must listen to him. No matter what he wants you to do, don't resist. Only in this way can you live longer!"

Song Xiaojian can feel that Zhao Yin is a very dangerous person.

Calm, numb, killing without blinking!

And just when the meteorite rain stopped, he dared to go out to find supplies. This kind of person may live more comfortably than most people in the end of the world.

After seeing Zhao Yin kill people, Song Xiaojian deeply understood the cruelty of the end of the world.

He was just a fifteen-year-old boy and thought he had no ability to protect his sister Xiaodao.

If I am gone in the future, it is conceivable how difficult it will be for Xiaodao, a twelve-year-old girl, to survive!

If she can get the protection of a strong man like Zhao Yin, her chances of survival will be much greater.

"Brother, I don't want to listen to that bad guy."

"Listen to me, although that man is cruel, he did not hurt the woman. He may have his own reasons for killing that man. What we see may not be the truth. Maybe he is not a bad guy."

If the worst happens, the best choice is to listen to him.

If Zhao Yin is not a bad person, listening to him can please him and get his protection more easily.

Song Xiaojian did not say these words to Xiaodao.

"I know, brother, you will be fine, and I will not meet him." Although Xiaodao resisted in her heart, she did not argue with her brother.

Song Xiaojian sighed again: "There is not much food left. If Brother Wang doesn't come back today, I will go out to find supplies."

"Brother, it's dangerous outside!" Xiaodao's face immediately turned pale as paper.

Song Xiaojian rubbed his sister's head lovingly: "Don't you see that someone has already gone out? Rather than starving to death, why not go out and fight for it."