Mo Yue smiled bitterly, "Guilt is certain, after all, the two used to be so good."

Xiao Liu smiled and said, "But what about that bastard, he's begging to die now."

Mo Yue smiled bitterly, "I have been tossed into this look, and I am still alive. I have to say that it is a kind of sorrow. At this time, the hustler's mentality of only seeking quick death can also be understood. After all, he is dead like him. For those who have lost it, it’s better to breathe a little bit earlier and suffer less. However, the abominable fate seems to torture him, tossing him to the point of dying, but also to let him live and feel further torment."

Xiao Liu sighed, "The current state of the boy is that he can't live if he wants to live, and he can't die. The most painful thing in the world is this."

Matchmaker Wang said with a smile, "This **** planned to kill Zizai before. How bad he is. This kind of bad boy deserves such a fate."

Xiao Liu smiled bitterly, "It seems that Auntie, you don't sympathize with that bastard?"

Matchmaker Wang shook her head, "No! This is called the retribution of evil. Who called him so bad, Zai Zai is so kind, he made it by himself, and gradually forced Zai Zai into a cold-blooded and terrifying murderer. It's the **** himself. So, don't blame the **** for this purpose, just blame himself. This **** is a poor and pathetic guy. It's not worthy of sympathy at all."

Xiao Liu smiled and said, "Auntie is right. The **** is indeed self-inflicted and deserves the crime. However, Zizai's changes now are also amazing. Now Zizai is almost like a lunatic."

Luffy smiled, "Okay, I will continue now. The **** at the time was tortured and wanted to die quickly, but his fate seemed to be against him. Even so, he was still alive, even though he could not see it. , But he could hear and feel Zizai’s beast-like breathing. He knew he had no hope of alive, because Zizai would not let him go. Zizai must put him to death, but he didn’t want to Die. At this time, he was also very curious about himself. He has been beaten like this, so he still wants to live? Unexpectedly, Zai Zai has seen through his thoughts, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, you idiot, You can’t live anymore, don’t think about living anymore, you’re dead, do you understand? The bully can’t see what Zizai looks like now, but he can feel that Zizai is by his side, if he guessed right At this time, Zai Zai should be looking at him face to face, and the distance between the tips of their noses should not exceed 30 cm, because he felt the constant hot breath pounce on his face, the hot breath It came from his former best friend, it was the breath of a living person, hot, directly on his **** face, making the wound on his face itchy and crisp, he knew that he was hurt very badly, as for the wound. How heavy it is, he can't imagine it himself, but he feels that his entire forehead seems to have been endorsed by someone, and the entire top of his head seems to be gone. The cool breeze poured directly into his head. Is his current head just right? Is it like a pot with the lid uncovered? Is everything in your head exposed? Is this face still a face? At this time, too much of the **** suddenly appeared in his mind. Questions, but no one can answer his questions. Because he couldn’t even ask them, he couldn’t speak long ago. I don’t know if it’s because of the damaged vocal cords or because of insufficient strength. In short, he cannot speak. It's a fact. Quickly die! He just wants to die right away, because he is tortured by severe pain, and he can't stand it anymore. However, the pain from various parts of the body still reminds him that he is still alive and he will continue to endure it. . Just when the **** was so desperate, I heard the grinning laugh again, eh? What's the matter? I said, don’t stare at me with your dead fish eyes, why don’t you understand? What's the matter? Are you still staring at me? It seems that you are going to fight me right? Tell you, fight me, but there is no good fruit, eh? What's the matter with you? I said it, why are you still Staring at me? It seems that I must take some measures. You stupid corpse, I have warned you that you must lie on the ground like a corpse, motionless, but you are not obedient. Staring at me, it's horrible. Enough, bastard, don't allow you to stare at me anymore. I am fed up with you. The **** heard such a shout, and felt that the situation was not good. As expected, something worse appeared. .Zi Zai raised the brick in his hand and smashed it down according to his drooping eyes under his eye sockets, one, two, two eyeballs shattered, blood splashed on Zai's face, and Zai Zai could not wipe off his face. The blood on the wall, lift the brick, and face The bastard's head continued to be slammed, and his mouth still screamed fiercely, bastard! I really have enough of you. At this time, the whole picture has completely entered a restricted state, blood, pieces of meat, and broken bones flying around. When the boy is tired, when he stops, the whole head of the **** has become a pool of meat sauce. However, the strange thing is that even though his head has been smashed, his mouth is still intact. Just when Zizai was exhausted and slumped on the ground, that mouth began to open and close, as if he was talking. At this time, Zaizai was covered in blood, and all the blood and pieces of meat stuck to the hair on his face. Of course, the blood on his body is the blood of a bastard. Zizai looked terrible like a man-eating monster. He raised his neck, stretched his arms, looked at the hot sun above his head, opened his throat, and shouted, bastard, are you dead? Now you are finally dead, right? After speaking, laughed. His grim laughter alarmed the house sparrows that stopped on the tree, and the house sparrows squeaked and flew away. However, when he lowered his head and re-examined the **** lying on the ground, he found that his mouth was still moving. This discovery made Zizai suddenly feel a sense of frustration. He stumbled up to the bullshit, stopped, and was still holding the brick in his hand. He was right. The bullshit's mouth was indeed moving and opened. All together, that mouth seemed to be muttering to itself, saying something hard, but it was still just the mouth moving, and there was no sound. The **** said angrily, you bastard, really you are deliberately against me, even if there is only one mouth left, are you **** still moving? Are you planning to **** me off alive? I said, don't move, have you heard? "