Golden Greenery

‘Boom! ’

Zhuoyang hit Jeff Benoit with a low leg whip, and his sinister laughter suddenly stopped, and he fell to the ground. Benoit climbed up from the ground ferociously and rushed towards Zhuo Yang.

'Snapped! ’

A direct kick to the chest caused Benoit to fly backwards, ‘Hoot! ’ He hit the wall and fell to the ground. Benoit, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hand and looked around, trying to find something that could be used as a weapon. Unfortunately, this place had been abandoned for many years, and anything that could be of any use had been taken away, except... half a piece. Refractory bricks.

Zhuoyang didn't even move. The brick flew eight feet away from him. In his haste, Benoit had no idea. Benoit, who followed up with a brick, was slapped in the face again by Zhuoyang's high whip leg, and was knocked back to the ground. Benoit said to himself: The newspaper said that he was very good at fighting, and it was indeed true.

He is self-aware, and the facts are very clear. According to the huge difference in fighting strength between the two sides, he can't even get close to Zhuo Yang, and can only be knocked to the ground again and again. So Benoit simply lay down and couldn't get up.

"Get up, let's continue." Zhuo Yang hooked his hands.

"Haha~haha~" Benoit laughed again, the laughter was like the friction between a file and a bone. "If I don't get up, I can't beat you even if I get up. If you dare, just beat me to death, hehehehehehe."

"Do you know why I hit you?" Zhuo Yang parted the hem of his windbreaker and put his hands into his trouser pockets.

"Of course, for Beverly..." Snap! Kicked in the stomach. "Correct answer! What else?"

"And your damn sister...ah-" With a scream, Zhuo Yang's foot stomped on his knee. This time it was obviously harder than before, because the pain was more severe.

Benoit curled up on the ground holding his knees. "Damn, ah——, you damn bastard..."

Zhuo Yang opened his eyes and watched him rolling on the ground for a while. When he calmed down a little, he reached out and grabbed Benoit by the collar, lifted Benoit up, and leaned against the wall to help him stand firm.

"Say what you just said again and let me hear it."

"Then listen up! And that damn bitch of yours..." 'Tum! ! ’ How could Zhuoyang allow him to say it? He hit him hard in the ribs with a heavy punch. This time he was really cruel, breaking two of Benoit's ribs, and blood poured out of his mouth.

Benoit screamed in agony, but he couldn't fall down. Zhuoyang grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall. He wailed loudly, blood pouring from his mouth and onto his shirt and jacket.

"……damn it,

Ah——, God... Zhuoyang, you deserve to die, you and your sister deserve to die, and that bitch Beverly, you all deserve to die..."

Gritting his teeth and cursing, he punched Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang blocked his wrist with his left hand. He grabbed the collar with his right hand and lifted it hard. He screamed with both arms at the same time, twisted his body and swept his legs outward. Benoit's whole body was like a broken sack. He made a 270-degree pirouette in the air and then hit the concrete floor hard.

Before Zhuo Yang could stop his body from colliding with the ground, he sent out a powerful force from his dantian and penetrated his right leg. The instep of his foot silently ran between the chest and abdomen of Benoit who was lying on the ground. Benoit soared from the ground and flew back three meters before being stopped by a shear wall column in the factory building.

He was no longer able to resist. He had multiple fractures all over his body and his internal organs were severely damaged. Benoit could only moan slightly, and his body was covered in blood and he no longer looked human.

After defeating Benoit with his dark power, what should he do next? Zhuo Yang doesn't know.

Zhuoyang is not a killer or a gangster. His original intention for this behavior was to teach Benoit a lesson, to defeat him and convince him. He had no intention of killing Benoit. But now, Benoit is not convinced.

"...If you dare...kill me...come on..." Benoit murmured.

Now how to do? kill him? Killing is not an easy task, especially when the opponent no longer resists. Continue to beat him? If he continues to be beaten like this, he will be beaten to death.

"...Do you dare to kill me? You are a star and a high-class person. Are you willing to become a murderer?"

If there is a fierce fight between the two parties, it may not be difficult to accidentally kill the other party on impulse, but killing someone in a relatively calm mood requires professional training for ordinary people to do it.

"...Do you dare? My life is worthless, but your life is very valuable. Do you dare?"

This is the biggest advantage that little gangsters have when facing ordinary people. They have no power, no money to use, and they are no better than ordinary people in fighting. They don't have a group of brothers who are brave and courageous, but they have a fatal fate.

"...I have this damn life that no dog will eat even if I die, but do you dare to take it? Haha, you don't dare, you are a regular person, you are a superior person, Zhuo Yang, you don't dare to kill me..."

Normal people can't compete with a gangster, and they can't risk their own life in exchange for his life that even a scavenging vulture would despise.

"...Haha, you don't dare to kill me, but I dare to kill you... Haha..."

Zhuo Yang put his hands into his trouser pockets again: "Okay, then 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 from the black gun behind your back.

"...Either you kill me today, or you can't hide. Do you dare? Haha... I will die..."

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 escape, you are a celebrity and I am trash, you cannot escape!"

Zhuo Yang had never been mentally prepared to kill someone, and he never planned to kill anyone when he went out today.

"...Not just you, but also that bitch Beverly, and of course, your damn sister. You can't hide, hehe... hahaha..."

Zhuo Yang had never killed anyone, but at this moment, he had murderous intentions.

"...If you don't kill me today, one day I will kill you, and them..., I've got enough of this damn life!"

Zhuo Yang took out Benoit's Swiss switchblade from his pocket and stepped closer to the dead dog in front of him, a dirty and vicious dog with a tough mouth.

Zhuo Yang spread his left arm and raised the knife in his hand flat in the air. This is a damned person, and Zhuo Yang must get rid of him for the safety of his sister. As for what to do after killing Benoit, he has not yet begun to think about it.

Where should I cut? Larynx or carotid artery? If this happens, a lot of blood will bleed, and the blood will spurt out. Or stab him directly in the heart? There will also be a lot of blood.

By the way, Uncle Li mentioned it. Should I put the knife away and just break his neck? Is the sound of a broken cervical vertebra loud?

Benoit looked at Zhuoyang standing in front of him. He could not see his face clearly in the shadow of the moonlight, nor could he see Zhuoyang's eyes. But Benoit smelled the breath of death, and Zhuoyang was like the god of death holding the sickle of death.

"...Zhuoyang, you don't dare to kill me, you don't dare to kill me..." Benoit finally felt the threat of death, and he finally began to fear.

Zhuoyang raised the knife!