Chapter 39: Disposal of the dead body

Chapter 39 Disposal of Corpses
"Pouch"!
With a soft sound, Yang Chen drew out the evil spirit sword.
The boss was shocked, and the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated. Along with the darkness of the world, he swallowed his last breath... In the dull eyes of everyone, he slowly fell to the ground.
"Big brother!" The second child cried out with grief and anger, and two lines of tears shed in his eyes: "A beast! How dare you kill him! You can't die!"
Yang Chen glanced at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't kill him, don't you wait for him to kill me?"
The second child clenched his teeth, with grief and anger in his eyes, he tried hard to get up. However, as soon as he moved, there was a tearing pain from the chest wound, which made him unbearable and could only struggle weakly on the ground.
Yang Chen frowned and stepped on his chest directly.
Work his wound!
"Ah!" The second child screamed again and again, almost fainting, the wound was too deep, even bones could be seen, looking terrifying.
Ling Yuyao paled with fright, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Yang Chen now seems to have changed himself. He is no longer the gentleman at the same table, but has become a crazy killer!
Those eyes were numb and without emotion.
It's as if he just killed not a human but a beast!
Looking at Yang Chen's eyes, the second child was finally scared. He lowered his head and begged softly: "No, please...don't kill me, don't kill me."
Hearing this, Yang Chen raised his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but sneered: "Trash! Even with this courage, I should learn from others to kill? It seems that your master is also an idiot."
Speaking of this, Yang Chen directly lifted the sword in his hand, the sword's edge pressed against the second child's throat.
"Go with peace of mind, remember to keep your eyes open in your next life."
puff!
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Chen's hand slightly hardened, and the sword directly passed through the second child's throat, and blood spurted out immediately, splashing Yang Chen's face.
On his cheeks and hair are the blood of his second child.
But Yang Chen still didn't have the slightest pity in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao was so scared that she just sat down on the ground, looking at the second child's body, panting heavily: "Yang Chen...you, you killed them?"
"Is there a problem?" Yang Chen put away the sword and kicked the two corpses on the ground. After confirming that the other party was dead, he turned around and smiled.
"Yang Chen, you...you are still a student, how can you kill?" Ling Yuyao pursed her mouth, forcibly resisting the thought of vomiting, and said: "Even if they want to hurt me, they can't die... …"
"No, you are wrong." Yang Chen shook his head and said, "Squad leader, you have to remember that there is no big or small enemy. As long as it is someone who wants to hurt you, then no matter what he does, it is a death penalty! "
"Could it be that you thought that if you let him go today, he would be grateful to you?"
Hearing this, Ling Yuyao lowered her head, suddenly feeling a little sad.
Yang Chen sighed, a little unbearable.
I really said too much.
In other words, the other party is just a child who grew up under the care of his parents. Not to mention killing, even if he was injured, he probably never suffered a few times.
How can Yang Chen expect her to understand herself?
After all, he and Ling Yuyao are still people from two worlds.
Yang Chen bent down, touched Ling Yuyao's head, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't think too much, go back to sleep well, and forget about it."
"How can it be so forgettable..." Ling Yuyao murmured, and said glutinously, "This is murder. Do you think I'm just like you, with a big nerve?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen was a little speechless.
This girl is still hurting him after all this time!
But since she can hurt herself, it means that the problem is not big.
"Yang Chen." Ling Yuyao suddenly raised her head and muttered softly: "Can you take me home? I...I'm a little scared."
"No!" Yang Chen refused directly.
"Why!" Ling Yuyao smirked, a little angry: "Did you just say that you were there? If you asked you to send me home, don't send it!"
"Why?" Yang Chen pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Probably, because you haven't promised me yet, let me learn about liberal arts."
what?
Upon hearing this, Ling Yuyao was speechless: "It's all this time, are you still thinking about this?"
"Of course." Yang Chen said as expected: "Whether I can graduate from the second grade is up to you. If you promise me, I will take you home. If you don't agree, then forget it."
"However, I don't know if I will encounter robbers next time." Yang Chen smiled and said.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yuyao's small mouth suddenly bulged.
Shameless!
"You are blackmail! This is blackmail!" Ling Yuyao yelled.
"Then you just say you can't agree or not." Yang Chen crouched his hips and got up directly.
"You... okay!" Ling Yuyao took a deep breath, chose to compromise, and said: "However, as a condition for me to help you with tuition, you must send me home every night!"
"No problem." Yang Chen smiled slightly.
This is a very good deal.
"Then let's go quickly." Ling Yuyao snorted softly: "It's getting dark, and my father will scold me anytime later."
"No hurry." Yang Chen shook his head, and suddenly looked at the two corpses on the ground, and said: "There are still some tails that have not been dealt with. If you don't deal with it, it will be a little troublesome."
"You...what do you want to do?" Ling Yuyao swallowed.
"It's better if you don't know." Yang Chen glanced at her and said with a faint smile: "The next scene may be a little bloody, you'd better close your eyes."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yuyao immediately closed her eyes, and then covered it with her hands.
Turned around, squatted down, and buried his head in his thighs.
Ling Yuyao remembered the scene just now, she never wanted to see it again, unless she opened her eyes.
Seeing the other party closed his eyes, Yang Chen did not stop, and directly drew out the Sword of Fright.
Yes, all he has to do is to dispose of the two bodies.
From the tone of these two people just now, Yang Chen learned that they are definitely not ordinary people, and behind them are probably big people with hands and eyes open to the sky. If the two corpses are not handled properly, then after waiting for someone from the other party to come over, it is easy to find Yang Chen's heads.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen's wrist shook quickly.
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The sword light whizzed past, slashing and slashing on the two bodies like lightning. For a moment, the flesh and blood flew across, and Yang Chen's expression became more and more cold.
In his eyes, there was no pity, no sympathy, only a terrifying numbness.
The sword in his hand is getting faster and faster.
Under the sword qi, the bodies of the two of them also quickly smashed down, starting from the beginning, to the neck, chest, thighs, every part of it became shreds of meat.
It's like a butcher chopping meat...
Even the sharpest bones were chopped into dregs by Yang Chen.
After a full ten minutes, the two corpses on the ground finally turned into a pile of minced meat. The soaring fishy smell and foul smell permeated the space, making people feel nauseous.
Yang Chen waved his big sleeves, and a sigh of qi whizzed out.
The whole sky of minced meat disappeared immediately.