Daming wolf ride

The stern eyes are a dying struggle and a vicious curse.

In an instant, Lu Shenzheng's scalp was numb, and he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

Taking a deep breath, he was about to cry out.However, in a flash of the knife, a sharp knife suddenly stabbed towards the man who opened his eyes, and what came to his ears was an angry shout, "You dog tartar, die!"

Amidst the screams, the gleaming knife tip had already pierced cruelly into the human pig's left eye, and amidst the inaudible sound of piercing into the flesh, the human pig's eyeball was completely pierced, and then ruthlessly lifted up, With the tip of the knife out of the eye socket.

Yuanyuan's eyeballs were pulled off together with a blackened blood tendon, and nailed to the tip of the knife. There was no trace of luster, and there was no memory in the hole. [

White, black, red, mixed together, I don't know what it is anymore.

"General, this tartar has startled my lord, let me teach him some rules."

The one holding the knife was a young soldier, looking at his general and the adults with a little trepidation, with a hint of apology in his eyes, as if he was blaming himself for his guardian.

Shi Dayong snorted slightly, didn't speak, just looked at the eyeball on the tip of the knife.His face was as cold as frost, and all the generals around him shivered when they saw it.

When the soldier saw it, he was even more frightened, he was agitated, raised his hand and stabbed the point of the knife towards his mouth.

Seeing this, all the officials who closed the door thought that the soldier was going to kill himself, and they all cried out "ah" in fright.Unexpectedly, the tip of the knife stopped suddenly near the soldier's mouth, and then an unexpected scene appeared-the soldier opened his mouth to bite the eyeball without hesitation, and then swallowed it, and it was just like that. , chewed a few times, and swallowed it whole.

It seems to be a brittle sound, and it seems to be chewing shells. The sound of "creaking and creaking" makes people feel creepy.

The soldier moved so fast that no one could stop him. After swallowing the eyeball, he didn't forget to wipe his mouth with his sleeve.

Maybe he didn't chew it up, the soldier swallowed twice with some difficulty, before his eyeballs got into his stomach completely.People also felt relieved and looked at Shi Dayong steadfastly.

At this moment, a smile appeared on Shi Dayong's face, and he nodded approvingly at the soldier.

Looking back at that human pig, through the blood stains on his face, he vaguely recognized that it was Anba Lingwu, a white-armored soldier of Jiannu.

Anba Lingwu is worthy of being the elite white armor soldier of the Manchurian soldiers. After such torture, he also witnessed his eyeballs being swallowed by Ming soldiers, and his face never changed.

Blood overflowed from Zhu's eye sockets, very embarrassing.If one saw this scene in the middle of the night, even the most daring person would feel guilty.

Without cursing or screaming, Anba Lingwu clenched his mouth tightly and stared viciously at the Ming officials and soldiers with his only remaining eye.

What a tough one!Shi Dayong admired secretly.

Shideba Achang in the other altar couldn't bear it anymore, he struggled desperately, trying to get out of the altar, but no matter how hard he struggled, he just shook the altar left and right.

After struggling a few more times, he suddenly stopped struggling, because he saw the familiar eyes of Ming Jiang opposite him looking at him.

That familiar look reminded him of the scene in the pass two years ago - at that time, he personally stripped off the clothes of a wise woman, held her down, and greedily enjoyed the sight despite her screams and struggles. her body.

And on the side, the husband, brother, and young son of this Ming woman were tied up on the ground, and their heads were lifted up by his men with a big knife. They were angry, they struggled, they wailed... [

Those wailing wailings made him even more excited, and their struggles and roars would only make his actions more brutal.

A prostitute's wife and daughter, but forcing people to watch with their own eyes, this is how unconscionable.

Sisters who are prostitutes, but force people to watch with their own eyes, what a beastly act this is.

A prostitute mother, but forcing people to watch with their own eyes, how inhumane is this.

Eyes, familiar eyes, wasn't that how I looked at the husband, brother, and son of that Ming woman back then?

Didn't I just treat them like monkeys, like ants?

When they struggled, when they wailed, did your heart soften?

Didn't I personally chop off the heads of the women of the Ming Dynasty and throw them in front of them when the animal desires were vented?

Achang'a lost his mind, and the memory of scenes made his heart colder and colder. He knew how similar he was to the husband, brother, and son of the Ming woman, and even worse than them.

In the eyes of that illustrious general, he might not even be as good as a bug.

He didn't consider himself a human at all, not even a dog. When he ordered people to cut off their hands and feet, their fate was already doomed.

But Achang'a didn't regret it, he only felt unwilling and angry, how could he fall into the hands of these lowly Han dogs!Why!

Out of control, he roared angrily: "Southern people are barbaric, worse than beasts! Southerners are barbaric, worse than beasts!..."

The roar was very deep, so low that the officials of the Ming Dynasty on the opposite side could not hear what he was roaring.

But Achang'a didn't know, he roared to his heart's content, it seemed that the harder he yelled, the happier he scolded.

Amid the scolding, Cao Bianjiao's complexion changed, and he rushed to the carriage with a stride, and opened his mouth, "Damn you, what are you shouting about!" He picked up an ax on the carriage and smashed it on A Chang'a's mouth with his backhand .

It was not the blade of the ax that hit Achang'a, but the back of the ax, a solid block of iron.

With a scream of "Ah", A Chang'a's mouth was rotted into a ball by the back of the ax, bloody and bloody, and it was no longer possible to tell which was the upper lip and which was the lower lip.

The so-called mouth is now a mass of minced meat, and the nose has suffered in vain, and it has also been smashed flat.

After the excruciating pain, Achang'a felt his whole face was numb, his mouth was a mess, stuffed with a lot of things, a mouthful of blood came up, and blood spewed out in one mouthful.

He said he opened his mouth, but in fact his mouth didn't move at all, a mouthful of blood was directly sprayed out from the big blood hole.

Achang's mouth doesn't actually exist anymore, he doesn't even have the ability to open his mouth. [

The blood mixed with saliva and minced meat were all sprayed on the carriage. What was surprising was the sound of "thunderbolt!" It turned out that there were more than a dozen smashed teeth in the blood. With this mouthful of blood sprayed out together.

"woo woo woo woo…"

Achang'a, who had no mouth or teeth, roared "Woooooooooooooooooooooooo" but couldn't speak anymore.

"Damn it, find something to block their mouths so they won't be screaming here."

Cao Bianjiao impatiently waved his hands and gave orders, then turned around, only to see that Lu Canzheng and the others' faces were frighteningly white as if they had lost too much blood.