human suffering

Cai Gen received Ponte's approval and grinned evilly again.

"Baby, don't run away, your loving father is here to love you."

Every word is as good as the devil’s whisper on Sunday.

La was frightened when she heard this.

Has he been betrayed by his loving father, Ponte?

It shouldn't be.

From which perspective, I have worked hard for so many years to resurrect Ponte.

There is no merit but hard work, but the basic feelings are still there.

"Dear father, don't give up on me, I still have it."

Originally I wanted to say value, but it became clear instantly.

Cai Gen's value must be higher than his own.

That's why Ponte chose Cai Gen and abandoned himself.

Endless grief and anger welled up in my heart, and I wanted to use the most vicious words to condemn Ponte's profit-seeking behavior.

However, Cai Gen didn't give him a chance.

Even though he was dragging his huge body, he still arrived in front of La at an impossible speed.

This time, there was no hug, just a side kick.

With a squeaking sound, he pulled his thick thighs into two sections.

Before La could react to the severe pain, his other good leg was also broken under Cai Gen's fierce kick.

Having lost both legs, La couldn't help but lose his balance and fell down.

Cai Gen was stunned and felt that the action of pulling down was a bit unscientific.

This is suspended in the air, without the influence of gravity, so why does it still fall?

After just being stunned for a moment, Cai Gen raised his feet again.

Fully covered in armor, shiny and extremely hard.

Especially when the instep of the foot collides closely with La's face.

Cai Gen couldn't feel any force at all, which shows how hard the armor is.

One person was praising the quality of the armor, but the other person was not in a good mood.

Just one kick to pull the handsome nose, and it was kicked to pieces.

Blood, flesh and tears blurred his face, making him look so embarrassed.

“Cai Gen, you can’t do this to me.

I am Ra, the sun god, and I want a fair duel with you.

With the help of a loving father, you can win. "

Cai Gen deliberately slowed down his movements, and after La finished talking nonsense, he kicked again.

It's like being kicked is the main course and the crap is the accompaniment.

The more La said unwillingly, the more satisfied Cai Gen felt.

“Go on, tell me all the injustices that fate has dealt you.

I won't kick you to death.

As long as your vitality is strong enough, I can keep playing.

Always."

“It’s really unfair to me.

I have been planning for so many years.

why?

Dear father, Ponte, why have you abandoned me?

You even abandoned me for such a loser.

I can not be reconciled. "

Cai Gen, as he said, was really not in a hurry.

One step at a time, constantly taking care of La's whole body.

Baila kicked like maggots that were ignited after drinking Erguotou, rolling around.

Whether it is the audience in the space or outside the space.

Under Cai Gen's brutal behavior, everyone began to curl their lips.

Some people actually began to quietly stand on the moral high ground and condemn Cai Gen.

"It's not very humane."

"Yes, when masters compete with each other, they must have basic decency."

"The scoundrels are not so cruel."

"Bullying the weak with a gun is really a win without force."

"Snapped!"

The Eight Disciples were in trouble, and Yang San was given a thumbs-up.

Shot directly into the sand.

"Who the hell are you and why do you become so noisy around you?

Why the hell am I on the same team as you? "

Huang Ping quickly explained the identity of the eight disciples, but in fact Yang San didn't want to know at all.

Just seeing Cai Gen's actions after improving his strength made him upset and angry.

Due to inertial thinking and the constraints of identity, Yang San knew clearly what he had missed.

But is there any regret medicine?

Of course not. As Yang San, he can be shameless and shameless.

However, as Erlang Zhenjun, he cannot.

His face was worthless, but his uncle's face was worth money, and there was no way he would lose his status in front of Puo and the others.

However, when Yang San observed Pu Pu out of the corner of his eye, he was shocked.

Because when Puo Puo saw Cai Gen killing everyone, his face was filled with joy and he had no regrets at all.

Damn, that sucks. Yang San felt as if he had been fooled.

Whether Puo is by Cai Gen's side or not actually doesn't mean much.

As long as Duan Xiaohong is here.

Duan Xiaohong is Pu Pu’s thoughts. With her thoughts around, there’s nothing left she can’t be satisfied with.

However, do Yang San have any thoughts?

Do you think of XiaoTianmao as your thoughts?

When Yang San thought of this, he felt that he was such an idiot and had been fooled by Puo.

The competition before us is not about gains and losses in the world.

There are also foreigners who are watching covetously.

I really regretted why I didn't leave Shi Leile behind just now and had to drag him away.

"San'er, don't think too much.

Mr. Cai, is it really possible? "

It was difficult for Yang San to answer Shi Leilei's words.

I don’t want to lose myself, and I don’t want Cai Gen to lose either.

But Cai Gen is not dead, he just screwed up.

"There is no truth in his mouth.

Don't think too much about it.

After seeing him for the last time, we will return to Snow City.

There is too much chaos around Cai Gen.

Let’s go back and live a good life. "

Shi Leilei gently grabbed Yang San's hand.

"I think Mr. Cai is a mouth-watering man.

After a while, let's find an excuse to come back.

You cannot be content with living a stable life. "

Yang San was indeed unwilling to give in, and La was also unwilling to give in.

Under Cai Gen's continuous blows, his head had turned into a lump of sauce.

And it looks like a blood gourd, and the facial features can’t be seen clearly.

"I'm not willing to give in, I want to beat Tian Banzi.

I control my own life.

Cai Gen, I will fight with you.

Apep, over to you. "

La Shi was unwilling to be humiliated and blew his own head off.

A blood mist instantly filled La's entire body.

Cai Gen could only take a few steps back.

"What does this mean?

I haven't had enough fun yet.

Why did he commit suicide?

What a waste of rubbish. "

"Haha, next, you have something to play with.

Why do you have to make your pussy so tight?

The jar must have been broken. "

Ponte was a little gloating and a little bit complaining.

I have always felt that there is no need to torture and kill Cai Gen, so why not just give him one.

I had to add drama to myself, now I'm fine.

"What happens if you fall?

Am I afraid of him, or are you afraid of him?

No, isn’t Apep gone? "

It seems to be answering Cai Gen's question.

Shrouded in blood mist, La's remaining body began to melt, deform, and swell.

The Ponte body that was finally condensed with the help of the City God instantly transformed into the chaotic and twisted appearance of Apep.

It seemed like a mountain of meat, standing in front of Cai Gen. No matter how you looked at it, it was impossible to start.

“La is me and Apep is me too.

They are all memories that I cannot bear to look back on.

The remains of the world of Punt.

The ultimate in perfection and imperfection.

A touch of sadness under the sunset.

Hey, I'm fine now. Let's play with Lala.

I would rather give up myself than release Apep to fight you.

How are you doing now? "

Cai Gen gradually felt guilty at Ponte's words.

"No, what do you mean?

You still can't fix Apep? "

Punter sighed.

"Hey, can your soul defeat your body?

They have the same root and origin, so it’s not easy to deal with. "

Cai Gen suddenly woke up, yes.

The super-era relic, to put it bluntly, is the flesh that fell from Apep's body.

They are from the same roots.

Just when he was about to continue squeezing Ponte, Apep's twisted body stretched out two black hands and slapped Cai Gen.

Just like the black hands that took Hou Tu offline just now, they were blocking the sky and the sun.