Chapter 7 I only want your life

When Lin Tianfeng recognized it as Zhao Yin's voice, his whole body stiffened suddenly.

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

"Kneel down!" Zhao Yin said coldly.

"Brother, we have no grudges against each other. After all, we are old acquaintances. Why do you have to...!"

Lin Tianfeng wanted to say something else, but Zhao Yin exerted a little force with the butcher knife in his hand, and the blade cut his neck.

Feeling the stinging pain, Lin Tianfeng shouted, “Don’t…don’t, I’m kneeling, I’m kneeling now!”

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

At this moment, a scene from his previous life reappeared in Zhao Yin’s mind. The three stupid women had their heads chopped off 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 slashes!

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

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

"Ah ah...Brother, fuck you, brother..." Lin Tianfeng cursed.

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

"Does it hurt?"

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

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

"I only want your life!"

Zhao Yin finished speaking calmly, and then, with a puff, a knife stabbed into Lin Tianfeng's jaw.

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

Lin Tianfeng's eyes widened, his face filled with horror, and he still didn't know why all this was happening.

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but no words came out and his mouth was full of blood.

Bang, bang, bang! He could only kowtow to Zhao Yin, and his forehead was broken after just a few kowtows.

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

At this moment, Lin Tianfeng was like Zhao Yin in his previous life, making beast-like sounds from his mouth and his eyes were full of pleading.

Zhao Yin suddenly made a quick move, blinding his eyes with one cut, and then he continued to cut him with one cut after another.

Only when Zhao Yin’s strength was mostly exhausted did he stop, panting.

Only then did he realize that cutting a body into pieces was not an easy task.

The woman standing by watched the murderer who killed her child the whole time. She had a look of satisfaction on her face as she watched Zhao Yin torture her to death.

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 she nodded: "Yeah."

Zhao Yin stepped forward to untie the woman, turned the butcher knife in his hand around, and handed it to her, saying, "Don't let him die before you slash him ten thousand times. Can you do that?"

The woman nodded quickly, took the butcher knife, rushed forward, and slashed at Lin Tianfeng's neck.

"stop!"

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

The woman directly cut the carotid artery on Lin Tianfeng's neck, and blood spurted out like a faucet.

The woman's body and face were covered with moisture.

She also knew that she had done something wrong, and turned around and stared at Zhao Yin in fear.

"You are a pig!" Zhao Yin was furious. He had made it very clear.

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 pressed frantically, but there was no way to block it.

Blood gushed out from between the woman's fingers. Lin Tianfeng's whole body was convulsing and he was obviously dying.

Zhao Yin was so angry that he lost his mind. With the supplies he had now, it was impossible for him to help Lin Tianfeng stop the bleeding. He could only watch him die.

"Sabi!" Zhao Yin cursed, wishing he could 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 and asked, "Can you chop dumpling stuffing?"

"Yes!" the woman said quickly.

Zhao Yin nodded: "Chop him up with 10,000 knives!"

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

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

Bang bang bang!

The woman with disheveled hair was waving the knife vigorously.

……

"vomit!"

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

Song Xiaojian standing by also turned pale. Before the end of the world, they were all flowers of the motherland, living under the protection of society. How could they have ever seen such a bloody scene?

"Brother, how can there be such a cruel person? Has anyone really been killed?" After Xiaodao finished spitting, tears rolled down his cheeks: "They are not filming a movie, right?"

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

Half an hour!

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

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

Song Xiaojian touched Xiaodao's head and finally sighed.

After all, my sister is still too young and it is difficult for her to understand what the end of the world is.

Xiaodao said thankfully: "Fortunately, I didn't let that bad guy come here, wuwu...he is so scary!"

"If you meet that person next time, stay as far away from him as possible." Song Xiaojian warned.

"Yeah!" Xiaodao nodded vigorously.

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

Song Xiaojian could feel that Zhao Yin was a very dangerous person.

Calm, numb, and kill without blinking an eye!

And as soon as the meteorite shower stopped, he dared to go out to look for supplies. Such people may live a better life than most people in the apocalypse.

After seeing Zhao Yin kill someone, Song Xiaojian deeply understood the cruelty of the end times.

He was just a fifteen-year-old boy and thought he was not capable of protecting his sister Xiaodao.

If I were no longer around in the future, you can imagine how difficult it would be for Xiaodao, a twelve-year-old girl, to survive!

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

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

"Listen to my brother. Although the man was cruel, he did not hurt the woman. He might have his own reasons for killing the man. What we saw may not be the truth. Maybe he is not a bad person."

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

If Zhao Yin was not a bad person, only by listening to him could she win his favor and more easily get his protection.

Song Xiaojian didn't say these words to Xiaodao.

"I know, brother. You will be fine, and I won't meet him." Although Xiaodao resisted in his heart, he did not argue with his brother.

Song Xiaojian sighed again: "There's not much food left. If Brother Wang doesn't come back today, I'll go out and look for supplies."

"Brother, it's very 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 our lives?"