Chapter 52 Section IX

The home is turning. His hands were tied behind his back, his feet were tied together, his shirt was stripped off, and his upper body was naked.So when he flipped over once, several openings were pulled out by the rock edge.He was covered in injuries, but at the moment he had no time to take care of them. It rained less.He turned over and got covered in mud.He struggled desperately to let go of the cloth. Han Chuan would come, if he came before he was untied, it would be over, and he would be beaten to death if he didn't run away. "Bless me!" He tossed and murmured. "Help me, who will save me..."

The thin strips of cloth torn from the shirt were deeply cut into the wrist, without any room for loosening. With an idea, he rubbed against the edge of the rock.He gritted his teeth against the cloth.The skin was chapped, and blood flowed from the muddy wrists. "help me!" There are evil spirits lurking in the underworld.The evil spirit was slowly approaching.Footsteps can be heard.It's getting closer. Blood mixed with mud dripped on hands at home.His hands were smeared with blood and mud. There was a scream in the family. Gunshots came from nowhere, several times in succession.

"help me!" The gunshots started again.This time it seems to be going the other way.It rang several times in a row.Crack - clap - the crisp sound of gunfire quickly crossed the sky.The gunshots were not very loud, and the world became more and more strangely quiet. Zhonggen and others may have been killed.The Ishioka group who abandoned their home may have been shot.Guess at home. The gunshots rang out fifteen or six times sporadically, then died down. The family knew that all five people had been shot dead. After the gunshots, everything returned to the deep silence.There was not even a breath of wind, and the birds were kept silent.The sky was still dark.

"help me!" In this chaos, only the family is left. Something was shaking on the dark ground.Like mist, shadows creep out, moving. The cloth frayed. Both hands at home were covered in blood.He looked at his hands as if he was about to cry, and hurried to untie the cloth strips on his feet. Fog obscured the ground. At home, I buried my head in solving it. "what!" The family shivered in fright, and someone stood in front of them.At first, only feet were visible in the mist.Looking up from his feet, he saw a pale face with wet hair on its forehead. The family rubbed back trying to escape, but his feet were still untied.

"Where do you want to go?" Han Chuan asked, his voice hoarse. "I can't go anywhere anymore. The police's special forces surrounded this place. The people from the Ishioka group were all killed. The only ones left are me and you." "Please, spare my life." The family stretched out both hands. "Forgive me, please. Anything you want. Please, please, forgive me." Jiajia, whose feet were tied, knelt in front of Hanchuan, with his forehead touching the mud. "Forget it, at home." "Forgive me, please." "Why do you talk so much?"

Han Chuan looked down at him and said coldly. "If you like my wife, I will give it to you and be your concubine. I will give you the money, too. I have land, so I sold it..." "It's too late, home." Han Chuan interrupted him.Hanchuan wanted to say something; the words he wanted to say piled up like a mountain.The family was the culprit, and he stayed until the end.The condensed hatred has been in his heart for sixteen years, and he wants to express it quickly. But at the moment he couldn't say anything. The family was so frightened that they became mentally abnormal.He knew that he could not be forgiven, but begged in vain.How could he say that he was willing to sacrifice his wife to be a concubine in order to save his life.

For sixteen years, he survived just to kill this guy. "How, at home?" Han Chuan tapped the ground with his homemade bow. "All your bodyguards have been killed, and the special forces will kill you and me. If I kill you, I can't leave here alive. If you kill me, it's the same. Make up your mind to fight me!" "..." There was no answer at home.His hands were still scratched.Fog surrounded him. "Untie the feet..." Before Han Chuan finished speaking, the family took action.The mist swirled in disorder, and the family hugged Han Chuan's legs violently.Han Chuan was caught off guard and fell over.Jiajia rode on Hanchuan's body and pinched his neck hard.A frightful power builds up in the hands of the maddened family.

Han Chuan let him pinch his neck, grabbed the family's hair with his left hand, and chopped off his forehead with his right palm.After a slash, the family didn't move, and he slashed again, and the hand holding his neck loosened. The house slowly fell down. Han Chuan stood up. He picked up the house.He didn't intend to give his family another chance to fight to the death.This kind of person is not worthy. He tied the hands of his family behind his back.The family woke up. Han Chuan dragged his family into the woods. He found a thin cane, cut it off, tied a sheath at one end, and put it around his neck at home.Then throw the other end of the cane to the branch of an old pine.

The family trembled and collapsed on the ground. His hands were tied behind his back, his feet were also tied up, and a vine cover was tied around his neck. Han Chuan grabbed the vines hanging from the branches. "You will be hanged, home." Han Chuan tightened the vine, and the family's head drooped.He couldn't say anything.He rolled his eyes, his whole body was shaking, and his chest was shaking too.Wisps of mist drifted over his gray hair. Now I can't even cry out.He forgot to defend himself, he forgot that he was a lawyer, and he forgot that he was a human being.

There is nothing but fear in the house.Fear itself is life, not blood or flesh or bones.There is nothing but fear in the house, and this fear constitutes the soul that is his body. Han Chuan slowly pulled the vine. The house was hung up.He couldn't even groan, his head drooped, and he was hanged in the air. Han Chuan placed the vines on the tree trunk. The mist rose with the home. This is the fog rising from the underworld. Han Chuan looked at this scene.