Give them a little funny shock

Chapter 45 It’s done, where is my cake? (one)

"Why are you so anxious to die?" Wu Yun looked at this handsome young man and asked with a smile. But the latter just continued to look at him calmly, even though his body was trembling instinctively: "As long as you don't hurt these servants in my house, it's fine. But I don't think you have any intention of taking their lives, so Let’s do it quickly.”

"You also said when you came here that you were entrusted by someone to kill the entire Zheng family. I should be the only one left now?"

As he spoke, the young man took a step forward with his still trembling legs. There was a fleeting nervousness on his face, but he still stood closer to Wu Yun.

"Just do it!"

When he said this, his voice was still trembling, and it seemed that he didn't really care about death.

"Fuck, who do you think you are? You're ordering me?" Wu Yun looked up and down several times at this young man who seemed to have no fear of death, "You are the fucking chopping block." It’s my fucking business what I want to do with you, it’s my freedom!”

As he spoke, Wu Yun took out a coin from his pocket. This was the money he dug out from Si Xianghui. He didn't remember whether he got it when he answered his phone or when. Anyway, it was indeed money. Coins from his hometown.

This is a fifty yuan silver coin with two large Arabic numerals '50' engraved on the front and a small 'yuan' character next to it.

Directly above the numbers, there is a row of small characters 'Federal People's Bank', and on the back is a landscape picture.

"Whether I'll kill you or not depends on the head and the tail." As he said this, Wu Yun threw the coin in his hand high into the sky, until it flew dozens of meters into the air. When the coin fell, he looked at the boy and continued:

"If it lands heads, I will punch you through the head from the front. If it falls tail, then I will punch you through the head from behind."

"If it lands vertically." Wu Yun smiled when he said this, "Of course, this is absolutely impossible and will never happen..."

"However, if this coin really stands up on the ground, then I will not kill you. I will even let you go."

"Only for today, of course."

As the words fell, the coin that was tossed high fell from the air.

Wu Yun's eyes followed the coin, watching it fall to the ground, then bounce, fall again, bounce again, fall again, bounce again, and again...

Finally, it's crooked.

This was obviously sterling silver, because it was very soft and had bent out of shape after bouncing on the ground so many times.

When the dust settled, the fifty-yuan silver coin lay quietly on the ground, neither front nor back, but stuck there at an acute angle of about sixty degrees.

"........."

Looking at the coins on the ground, Wu Yun fell silent. The young man also lowered his head, and when he saw the silver coin lying at his feet, he was also silent.

The two sides remained silent for almost thirty seconds before Wu Yun took the initiative to break it.

He walked up to the young man, bent down and picked up the silver coins on the ground, then broke them off with his fingers and returned them to their original state.

Then, he took a deep look at the young man, turned around, flew into the sky, and left without looking back. "Wait a minute! Why are you leaving! Why are you leaving! Come on! Kill me! Kill me——!!!"

Seeing Wu Yun floating in the sky and flying farther and farther away, the young man finally reacted. He hurriedly followed Wu Yun, running frantically in the direction of his flight, shouting as he ran.

But Wu Yun's speed was getting faster and faster, and he did not slow down even half a minute because of his shouting. In the end, after just following Wu Yun for a few steps, Wu Yun's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

"Don't...don't run...!"

At this time, the young man who also ran out of the huge gap in Zhengjiawu Fort and stopped on the ground because he lost his target also had tears in his eyes.

Looking at the empty sky, he shouted to the sky with a choked voice.

"Don't, don't run...! Kill me... Why don't you kill me!?"

"Master..."

Several maids also gathered around at this time, calling their young master in a very distressed tone, putting their hands on his shoulders, with tears in their eyes.

"Don't, don't chase me, young master! You are probably the only bloodline of the Zheng family now, but at least, at least the Zheng family still has you as a sole child, so that the incense will not be completely cut off...?"

"Whether it's for your dead father and mother, or for the brothers, sisters, and elders in the clan, you should cheer up. Cheer up..."

"Master..." After saying this, the maid who comforted him was choked with sobs. At the same time, she hugged the young master from behind and pressed her face against his back. "Master, you, you must not, never... "

"No, they all deserve to die."

But the next moment, the words that came from the young man's mouth made the maid's body stiffen suddenly. Immediately afterwards, she felt a force pulling her hand away from the other person's waist and pushing herself away from him.

He looked at his young master again, although his eyes were still red and his eyes were still hazy with tears. But the sadness on his face was gone, or in other words, he had never been sad because of it.

The only emotion that could be seen on his face at this moment was anger. And the words that came out of his mouth made the maid feel a chill down her spine:
  "But they all deserve to die, don't they?" The young man looked at his maid and said, "And what happened today is just belated retribution and judgment after squeezing others for too long."

"Who among the Zheng family, including me, should not be killed or die?"

As he spoke, the young man's red eyes stared intently at the maid. Then he continued:

"Sister Yan, I remember that you were sold to our house. Less than a month later, you seemed to have been humiliated and defiled by my beast-like father, right?"

"And you." As he said that, the young man looked at the maids and maids who had also run out of the fort, and his eyes swept over their bodies:
  "Which of you have not been insulted and defiled by these beasts from my Zheng family? Are you still willing to be insulted by those beasts and treated like dogs!?"

"They...these beasts..." The young man pointed to the Wubao behind everyone, pointing to the corpses on the ground and on the wall, "I'm afraid there are many of these dead people, including even the guardians of the clan. Did he bully you?"

"After all, you... you are just objects, objects that can be rewarded and rewarded at will."

(End of this chapter)