I brought a Jurassic

Chapter 87 3500 Knives
Gangci does not have any security forces around him now. He used to be a great general who could command thousands of troops, but now he has been defeated. In order to eliminate the hatred of his father country, no one pays attention to a former general like him. At most, some of his subordinates who were dissatisfied with the reality would occasionally come to see him and review their past glory. His youngest son died, and his eldest son didn't want to pay attention to him, and he didn't look down on his eldest son, so he is just an ordinary old man now. Therefore, Wang Luo has time to play with him here.

"Baga, are you from Dragon Country? Who are you? How did you suddenly appear in front of me?"

After he finished speaking, he took out the samurai sword that he always carried with him and could take it out to wipe at any time, stood up and pointed it at Wang Luo.

Although he was full of contempt for the Dragon people, he was still a little scared of someone who appeared in front of him without any warning.

Wang Luo did not stop his actions. With his skills, he could have quickly disarmed him, but he did not. He just watched him with a smile as he did everything that was meaningless to him.

"You are worthy of being called an expert on the Dragon Country. You speak the Dragon Country dialect fluently. If I didn't know everything about you, I would have taken you for a genuine Dragon Country person. Yes, I am a Dragon Country person. Today, I am here to execute you on behalf of the millions of compatriots you have killed.

After executing you, I will go and settle accounts with that damn prince of yours who has been stripped of all his titles and is now enjoying a carefree hot spring bath in Rehai. Alas, I don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky. You have managed to find ways to escape the blame and live to this day. You might as well have been beaten to a pulp by your old comrades. Now, I'm here, and you'll have to endure some inhuman pain.

Oh, I forgot to tell you, you have a radio here, and you should have heard the news broadcast in the past few days. The lost food, gold, etc., were all caused by me. They gave me the nickname Ghost. Although time is a bit tight and there is no time to cause greater damage, it can be regarded as charging some interest. This is my back garden. I can come and go as I please in the future.

After killing you and your damn prince, I will go to the homes of the tycoons in your country to have some fun. In the war back then, you guys were the swords that led the way, and they were the swordsmiths. The swords can be reforged if they are broken, but what will happen to you if the swordsmiths die?

Hahaha, aren't you going to rise again with the support of your father country to contain the Dragon Country? Then I will kill all your swordsmiths and kick down all your sword-making furnaces. Then I will see how you rise again!"

Wang Luo looked at Gangci like a grown tiger looking at a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Baga, you devil, I'm going to kill you!"

Gangci's eyes were wide open and he swung his samurai sword towards Wang Luo.

For an old stubborn man like him who refuses to repent, Wang Luo killed him without warning, giving him a quick death, which was the most comfortable relief for him. But he was comfortable, but Wang Luo was not. He wanted to tell him the truth, break through his psychological defenses, torture him slowly, and overturn all his self-proclaimed greatness and glory, which was the most fatal blow to him.

"Devil? No, no, I'm not a devil, you are. So many old people, weak women and children died under your orders. What crimes did they commit, but you killed them for no reason? Compared to you, what I have done is insignificant and not worth mentioning. If I put a big mushroom on your sacred mountain and detonate it, I can fight you to a draw and be worthy of the title of devil."

Wang Luo saw the samurai sword coming towards him, and he casually stretched out two fingers and pinched it. The samurai sword was fixed. No matter how hard Gangci pushed down, it didn't move at all. Let alone an old man like him, even if a wild boar weighing more than 200 kilograms came, he could easily block its brutal charge.

"No, I'm not wrong. They are all lowly pigs, born to be slaughtered and eaten, to be enslaved. Our nation is the most noble, including you. You are just taking advantage of our father country. Otherwise, we will conquer you sooner or later, hahaha!"

Gangci's face flushed red, he knew everything now, and he believed that Wang Luo had the ability to put what he said into action. This blow was too great, and his psychological defenses were completely broken at this moment. This was his country, the country he had devoted his life to, but in the future it would be treated as a back garden by Wang Luo, a member of the nation he considered to be a lowly pig. How unwilling he was to accept this.

"Are you anxious? Forget it. You are going to die soon anyway, and you won't be able to see what will happen to your country in the future. This is your last act of madness. Next, I will let you watch yourself die slowly, and then chop off your head. It seems that your beliefs say that people who have their heads cut off will have no afterlife.

Alas, your appearance is such that your afterlife is the biggest threat to the world. It is better not to have an afterlife and just be a lonely ghost!"

"idiot!"

Seeing that his samurai sword could not chop down, Gangci suddenly raised a foot and attacked Wang Luo.

Wang Luo gently raised his hand, caught it, then turned it, and "click", Gangci's leg was twisted off.

"what!"

The old man had no ability to resist Wang Luo and was easily controlled. His shrill cry was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year, but it sounded so beautiful to Wang Luo. He liked to hear this kind of sad and wailing sound.

Wang Luo grinned, pulled the samurai sword from his hand, and then did the same to him, breaking the other three limbs. He casually tore a piece of rag from his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth. Although he liked to hear this kind of wailing, it would affect his performance if he continued to let him scream, so he better kept silent.

"Tsk tsk tsk, your skin has too many wrinkles. It's hard to start. And your bottom two taels of flesh are too small. I guess they weren't that big when you were young. They're like a worm!"

Looking at him was like looking at a pig to be slaughtered. He kept saying weird things while watching him. After Gangci fainted from the pain, he was woken up by pouring tea from the teapot on him. Gangci was gasping for breath and in pain at this moment, and his throat kept making dull sounds, but it was a pity that it was of no use. He had been tied up by Wang Luo with the rope he brought from Jurassic World, and he began to torture him.

"Stop yelling, save your energy. I'm afraid you can't survive $3500. I believe you understand what this number means. Come on, since these two taels of meat are useless, cut them off first."

He casually broke the samurai sword with both hands, and after it broke, he took one of the pieces and started working on it.

“Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo!”

After one cut of the knife, Gangci's eyes began to become bloodshot and he made a whimpering sound, but Wang Luo paid no attention to him and continued working while talking.

"This is from Erbin, this is from Langya, this is from Shancheng, this is from Fengtian, this is from Beijing..."

Whenever a place name was read out, Wang Luo would think of the kind, honest and hardworking fellows in these places. They were young and strong, women, old people and children. They were so innocent, living on the land left by their ancestors with their own efforts, but were killed by robbers who suddenly broke into their homes. Now the culprit was in Wang Luo's hands, and he avenged those innocent people.

A total of three thousand five hundred cuts, not one more, not one less, and the slices were cut very carefully. It was the first time he did this kind of work, but he didn't expect that he could do it. He didn't feel sick or want to vomit. Maybe it was the hatred in his heart that supported him, or maybe it was the souls of those who died unjustly in heaven supporting him.

Gangci had died a long time ago. He really didn't receive more than a few cuts. How could he endure such torture at such an old age? He had already lost half his life when his limbs were broken. After being cut several times, he completely stopped breathing. Even so, Wang Luo did not let him go. He took as many cuts as he said.

In the end, only a skeleton and a dog's head were left looking at him, their eyes wide open with expressions of pain, unwillingness, regret, and so on. But it didn't matter. He simply twisted the dog's head with his hands, and it fell off. He nailed it to the wall with a knife.

"call!"

Wang Luo exhaled a breath, put all the valuables in the apartment into the space, kowtowed three times respectfully in the direction of Longguo, then turned back to look at the dog head on the wall, which turned into a butterfly and flew away. There was still a person waiting to die in Rehai.

. . . . . .

Compared to a poor man like Gangci who is not loved by his mother and uncle, Prince Gou lives a much more carefree life. He lives a life of luxury in his manor in Atami, eats and drinks a lot, has security and servants, and even becomes the honorary president of the "Golf Club".

However, no matter how many people he had, they could not stop the cheating Wang Luo. All the security guards and servants were wiped out. Even his dog and the koi in the fish pond could not escape Wang Luo. No one was left alive, and in the end only a dog prince was left.

Revenge is naked revenge. I will make you stubborn and refuse to admit your mistakes.

When they gave the order, they should have thought that this day would come. It was just a matter of time.

Finally, when Wang Luo began to brazenly take things and burn the house of Xiaobenzi's Beijing tycoon, the fact that the two of them were eventually executed was discovered, which immediately caused an uproar.

The whole place was in uproar. No matter if they were marginalized now or not, they were once big shots after all. Unexpectedly, they were tortured to death at home, and their heads were nailed to the wall. Especially the Dog Prince, no one was left in his house, and all those who were still alive were killed.

(End of this chapter)