Super Student's Three-realms Army

As for the person who has just been arranged by Zhang Xiaofan, one hand is holding the bamboo tube, and the other hand is carrying an iron bucket. He walked slowly to song Jingsheng, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

I saw that the man was very quick, and directly stabbed the bamboo tube into the inner thigh of song Jingsheng.

The pain of being stabbed by a sharp weapon made song Jingsheng scream bitterly in an instant. The whole person's mental state was obviously awake from the initial muddle, and he swore at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you are such a mean person."

"If you really have the guts, then let me down and have a one-on-one single fight with me!"

"You so many people, especially bully me, what kind of hero!"

"Dida... Dida... Dida..."

Just listen, the blood in Song Jingsheng's body is flowing down the thin bamboo tube, drop by drop, into the iron bucket. Zhang Xiaofan raises his wrist and looks at the time on the mobile phone. The corners of his mouth rise, and a meaningful smile appears on his face.

"At the current flow rate, you have less than an hour and a half."

"After an hour and a half, you'll die of bleeding."

"At that time, I think when your father song Shiming comes over, he will see a mummy that has been squeezed out of all the water?"

"Of course, you can also choose to call your father over now, in which case I may give you a good time."

"Well, the final countdown has already begun. Think about it for yourself

With that, Zhang Xiaofan took out a box of cigarettes from his arms and put it directly in his mouth. He began to puff.

Song Jingsheng lowered his head and looked at the bamboo tube that had been deeply pierced into his thigh. The blood was dripping down the exit of the bamboo tube towards the iron bucket just below.

What happened in front of his eyes was that song Jingsheng, who had followed his father song Shiming from childhood to adulthood to see the storm and waves in the underground world, was scared to be colorless.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you are so cruel!"

Song Jingsheng took a few puffs, then looked up at Zhang Xiaofan, gritted his teeth and said.

"Life and death depend on life and wealth."

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan stood up slowly, sprayed smoke on Song Jingsheng's face, sneered and said.

At the moment, song Jingsheng was also in a cold sweat about the size of soybeans on his forehead. For a long time, he couldn't even say a complete word. In this narrow room, the only sound that reverberated was the sound of tick tick tick blood dripping into the iron bucket.

Originally, song Jingsheng was ready for the worst. Even if his life is here today, he can't drag his father into this quagmire.

However, song Jingsheng never dreamed that Zhang Xiaofan could not help but want to kill himself. He even wanted to torture himself in such an inhumane way.

This kind of torment is really more painful than killing yourself directly. It's more than a hundred times, more than a thousand times. The so-called life is not like death.

"Zhang Xiaofan, I'll call my father now."

"But now, at once, you have to fight back; Come down here. "

Song Jingsheng stares at his eyes. He is vicious and says, "I'm sorry.".