Vol 2 Chapter 224: 1 rotten man

‘Tom! ’
Zhuo Yang hit Jeff Benoit with a low whip leg, and the eerie laughter came to an abrupt end, and he fell to the ground in response. Benoit savagely climbed up from the ground and swooped towards Zhuo Yang.
'Snapped! ’
With the front kick straight in the middle of the chest, Benoit flew backwards, ‘pit tom! ’I hit the wall and fell to the ground. Benoit, lying on the ground, reached out and touched around, looking for something that could be used as a weapon, but unfortunately it had been abandoned for many years, but anyone who could use it had been walked away, except... Refractory brick.
Zhuo Yang didn't move, and the bricks flew away from him eight feet away, and Benoit didn't even get his head in a hurry. Benoit, who followed the brick again and threw himself up, was again fanned by Zhuo Yang's high whip on his face, hitting the ground crisply. Benoit said: The newspaper said he was very capable, but it was true.
He has self-knowledge, and the facts are clear. According to the combat strength of the two sides, he can't even get Zhuo Yang's body close, he can only be knocked down on the ground again and again. As a result, Benoit could not even lie down.
"Get up, let's continue." Zhuo Yang hooked his hand.
"Huh~huh~huh~~" Benoit laughed again, his laughter like the friction between a file and a bone. "I can't get up, I can't beat you when I get up. You can kill me if there is a species, hehehehehehe"
"Do you know why I hit you?" Zhuo Yang parted the hem of his trench coat and put his hands in his pants pockets.
"Of course, for Beverly..." Pa! Feet on the stomach. "The answer is correct! What else?"
"And your sister... Ah-" screamed, Zhuo Yang's feet stomped on his knees. This one is obviously harder than the previous one, because the pain is more severe.
Benoit curled up on the ground with his knees. "Damn, ah-, you bastard..."
Zhuo Yang opened his eyes and watched him roll on the ground for a while. After a moment of cessation, he reached out to grab the neckline, picked Benoit up, and leaned against the wall to make him stand.
"Say what you just said, let me listen."
"Then listen well! And your bitch..." ‘Tom! ! How could Zhuo Yang allow him to speak out, a heavy punch under his ribs. This time it was really cruel, interrupting Benoit's two ribs, and blood was pouring out of his mouth.
Benoit screamed for days, but he couldn't fall down. Zhuo Yang grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall. He wailed loudly, and blood continued to flow from his mouth to his shirt and jacket.
"...Damn, ah---oh my god..., Zhuo Yang, you should die, you and your sister should die, and Beverly's bitch, you should all die..."
He gritted his teeth and cursed, and punched Zhuo Yang with a fist. Zhuo Yang grabbed his wrist with his left hand and grabbed the neck with his right hand. He raised his arms at the same time and twisted his arms to sweep his legs outward. The whole person of Benoit was like a hemp bag, and he slapped the concrete floor after turning straight in the air at 270 degrees.
Zhuo Yang didn't wait for his body to hit the ground to stop, and sent a powerful force from Dantian, running through his right leg, his instep quietly ran between Benoir's chest and abdomen lying on the ground. Benoit rose from the ground and flew back three meters away, stopped by the shear wall column in the plant.
He no longer has the ability to resist, multiple fractures throughout his body, and severe damage to his internal organs. Benoit can only groan in a trace, and his body is covered with blood and no human appearance.
After tackling Benoit with dark energy, what should I do next? Zhuo Yang didn't know.
Zhuo Yang is not a killer or a triad. His original intention was to teach Benoit. He was afraid that he would convince him, and he didn’t even want to kill Benoit. But now, Benoit has not been convinced.
"...Some words...you just killed me...come..." Benoit murmured.
Now how to do? kill him? Murder is not an easy task, especially when the opponent no longer resists. Continue to beat him? If you continue to fight like this, you will be killed.
"...Do you dare to kill me? You are a star and a superior, are you willing to become a murderer?"
If the two sides are fighting fiercely, it may not be difficult to kill the other party under impulse, but killing in a relatively calm mood, ordinary people need professional training to do it.
"...Do you dare? I'm a bad life, but your life is very valuable, do you dare?"
This is the biggest advantage of the little when facing ordinary people. They have no power, no money, no more than ordinary people. They don’t have a bunch of brothers who have the same spirit, but they have a bad life.
"...I'm such a terrible life, even if the dead dog doesn't eat, can you dare to take it? Ha ha, you dare not, you are a regular person, you are a superior person, Zhuo Yang, you dare not kill me..."
Normal people have no way to compare with rogues. It is impossible to take their own lives and change his rotten lives that even the scavenging vultures will dislike.
"...Hehe, you dare not kill me, but I dare to kill you...hehe..."
Zhuo Yang put his hands into his trouser pocket again: "Okay, then you get up and kill me."
Benoit shook his head: "I will kill you, but not now, I can't beat you, but I will kill you..." The meaning is obvious: you can't hide the black gun behind you.
"... Either you killed me today, or you can't hide it, do you dare? Ha ha... I'm so bad..."
Zhuo Yang does not have the psychological quality to kill, nor does he know how to kill.
"...I will haunt you like a ghost,...you can't hide, you are a celebrity, I'm rubbish, you can't hide!"
Zhuo Yang has never made any psychological preparations for killing, and he didn't plan to kill anyone from the beginning to the end of the day.
"...Not just you, but Beverly's bitch, and of course, your sister. You can't hide, ha ha... ha ha ha..."
Zhuo Yang never killed anyone, but at this moment, he took the opportunity to kill.
"...Today you don't kill me, I will kill you one day, and they..., my bad life is enough!"
Zhuo Yang took Benoit's Swiss switchblade from his pocket~EbookFREE.me~ step by step approaching the dead dog in front of him, dirty and vicious and a dog with a dead duck hard mouth.
Zhuo Yang spread his left arm and held the knife in the air flatly. This is a person, Zhuo Yang must remove him for his sister's safety. As for what to do after Benoit was killed, he hadn't started thinking.
Where should I cut? Throat or carotid artery? In this case, a lot of blood will bleed and blood will spur out. Or pierce his heart directly? There will also be a lot of blood.
By the way, Uncle Li mentioned it. Should I put away the knife and just twist his neck? Will the sound of cervical spine rupture be noisy?
Benoit looked at Zhuo Yang standing in front of him. In the shadow of the moonlight, he could not see his face clearly, nor could he see Zhuo Yang's gaze. But Benoit smelled the breath of death, Zhuo Yang was like a of death holding a sickle of death.
"... Zhuo Yang, you dare not kill me, you dare not kill me..." Benoit finally felt the threat of death, he finally began to fear.
Zhuo Yang raised his knife!