inside the house.
Luo Yan raised his head, looked at the camera above and said, "Really?"
The communication signal was cut off.
He believed that what had just been shown was enough.
It was enough for everyone to know what kind of person Chen Guanglie was.
The bureau was set up by Luo Yan, and his inspiration came from Jiang He. Last night, when the old man said that he wanted to stand up and identify Chen Guanglie, Luo Yan thought of this.
The technical means were provided by Guan Qi of Jiu Feng, which ensured that everyone in the base could see the wonderful performance just now.
As for now.
It’s time for reckoning.
Ding ding ding ding.
Chen Guanglie watched as Luo Yan took out a roll-type portable knife bag and rolled it on the table. Seven or eight short knives appeared in the light.
Chen Guanglie's heart tightened when he saw it: "What do you want to do?"
He moved sharply toward the door.
There was a flash of fire in front of his eyes.
It almost burned off his eyebrows.
But it was Jiang He who blocked the way.
Chen Guanglie was furious: "Old man, you don't want your life, how dare you betray me!"
"Do you know the consequences?"
Jiang He smiled and said, "Of course I understand."
"Betraying you, Chen Guanglie, is the same as provoking the Chen family."
"The Chen family will definitely not let me go."
"But that's also for the future."
"But if I didn't betray you, I would have died last night."
"The choice between dying now or dying later, possibly dying."
"I think normal people know how to choose."
Chen Guanglie looked remorseful: "I knew I shouldn't trust you, a 'fool on the wall'!"
"Come on."
"Do you think Liu Man and Ma Dong have never begged for mercy?"
"They just didn't have a chance."
"Liu Man almost took off her clothes and leaned on Mr. Luo. It's a pity that Mr. Luo doesn't like her beauty."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have a chance."
Jiang He laughed dryly and opened his eyes that had been closed.
"You also had a chance."
"I asked you just now to offer incense and condolences to the 78 people in Nanmen Village. You must agree."
"Mr. Luo can at least give you a good reward."
"Now?"
Chen Guanglie's back felt cold as he saw Luo Yan carefully select a short knife and walk towards him.
His legs went weak, but he shouted sternly: "What are you going to do!"
"Don't come here!"
"I advise you to step back from the brink and let me leave immediately. I can pretend that this didn't happen."
"I won't argue with you in the future."
"But if I were to lose a hair, I would make you walk around without finishing your meal!"
Luo Yan turned a deaf ear.
"78 lives lost in Nanmen Village."
"I promised to give them an explanation."
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"One life takes one stab."
"If you survive after being stabbed 78 times, I will let you go back and I will never break my promise."
"If you can't survive it, remember to apologize properly when you get down there."
He walked towards Chen Guanglie.
Chen Guanglie shouted and rushed to the window.
A chain of Yuanli held him in place.
Behind him, Jiang He formed a seal with his hands and performed his duties faithfully.
"Jiang, you old dog, you must die a good death!"
Chen Guanglie screamed.
at this time.
Luo Yan stabbed his shoulder with a knife.
"This knife was stabbed for an old man named Liu Guo. Please remember his name."
Chen Guanglie was so painful that tears came out of his eyes, and he yelled: "I'll fuck you!"
"Luo Yan, I will definitely kill you!"
"I'm going to break your hands and feet, slowly cut your flesh with a knife, and it will take three days before you die!"
Luo Yan drew out his short knife with an expressionless expression.
Blood gushed out from Chen Guanglie's shoulder immediately.
Then.
The second knife was stabbed into the right side of the chest.
"This knife was for the father of a man named Xia Jie." Luo Yan said calmly.
"Luo Yan!"
"You have to die!"
"I'm going to kill your whole family."
"I want you to know what life is worse than death!"
Chen Guanglie's expression was distorted in pain, and bubbles came out of his nose.
The third knife entered from the lower abdomen, but stopped in time, only hurting the skin and flesh, leaving the internal organs untouched.
"This knife was for a child named Xia An'an." Luo Yan stabbed the knife and then pulled it out, shaking off the blood beads on the knife.
After three sword strikes, Chen Guanglie was already breathing heavily, unable to be as full of breath as before.
"Luo Yan, I will definitely kill you."
"must."
The fourth cut is on the thigh, pick the area with the most muscles and avoid the aorta.
"This knife was stabbed for Fatty Sun..."
The fifth cut is on the arm, also picking the fleshy part and avoiding the main blood vessels.
"This knife was stabbed for Wang Xiaohu..."
After five blows, Chen Guanglie had turned into a bloody man.
he cried, panting and pale.
"Stop stabbing."
"Stop stabbing."
"I was wrong, Luo Yan."
"I shouldn't have done this."
"I'm not human."
"I'm not as good as a pig or a dog."
"Please help me quickly. I will go to offer incense to the folks in Nanmen Village tomorrow."
Luo Yan drew his sword and said calmly: "The sixth sword..."
"no, do not want."
"I'm talking to you."
"You should listen to me!"
.......
.......
Chen Guanglie is dead.
Lying like a dead fish in his own blood.
In the end, he still couldn't survive the 78 knives.
Luo Yan glanced at the corpse on the ground with some regret and said calmly: "Take it away."
They arrived at Nanmen Village overnight.
Luo Yan followed suit and made Chen Guanglie kneel in front of the burnt activity center.
Side by side with Liu Man, Ma Dong and others.
After doing all this.
Luo Yan looked at Jiang He: "You performed pretty well."
Jiang He smiled.
Then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sword light circled around his neck.
'Dragon Elephant' returned to the scabbard.
Jiang He covered his neck and widened his eyes.
It was difficult to say three words.
"Why?"
"You were right last night."
"The layout is Zuo Jing, the execution is Ma Dong, and the poisoning is Liu Man."
Luo Yan said softly.
"You didn't even make a move on me."
"But, it's not enough."
"Because you are here."
"You were involved."
"You didn't stop, you didn't refuse."
"Then, you have a share in these lives."
"But you stood up and identified Chen Guanglie."
"So I only give you one sword."
"Instead of $27."
"This is my kindness."
Jiang He's eyes widened and he died.
But Luo Yan did not let his body kneel on the ground, but dug a grave and buried him.
As Jiang He's 'reward' for identifying Chen Guanglie.
It's over.
Luo Yan bowed deeply in the direction of the activity center.
Then he walked into the night, pressed his sword and left.
It was the evening of the next day.
Several cars arrived at Nanmen Village and near the activity center.
The car door opened and Chen Wang got out of the car and saw several corpses kneeling in the open space.
Among them was his nephew Chen Guanglie.
Even though the live broadcast was suddenly suspended last night, he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.
But now when he saw Chen Guanglie's body, he still sighed.
This sigh was not for Chen Guanglie, but for himself and the Chen family.
No anger, no cursing.
Chen Wang just said tiredly: "Take the corpse away."
"All taken."
