People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 9 I'm Sorry

This place is the secret smuggling channel of the Sanxiang Gang.

And this open place is a material settlement, which can be regarded as a node on the way of this smuggling tunnel.

At this moment, the originally empty place has been arranged into a mourning hall.

The mourning hall is simple and simple, with only a few white candles and a portrait of the deceased.

Lu Ming took a deep breath, glanced at Song Laosan who was approaching step by step, and then turned his head to look at the spiritual seat.

Then he saw clearly written on the spiritual seat: Song Ayu's spiritual seat.

"Remember her?"

Standing three meters away from Lu Ming, Song Laosan stopped in his tracks. He asked in this way, and there was fire in his eyes, which began to burn.

Looking into Lu Ming's eyes, Song Laosan was at a loss.

Then he understood.

"Oh, you forgot..."

It cannot be said that Lu Ming forgot.

He has indeed fused the memory of the original owner of the body.

But in these memories, there are too many bullshit things. Some bad and useless memories, Lu Ming selectively blocks them—otherwise, he, a five-good young man in the new century, will explode in his three views.

This is more exciting than any banned film.

Song Laosan walked past Lu Ming, picked up the incense candle on the altar, and lit it.

Along with the faint smoke, Song Laosan put on the incense and spoke softly.

"A year ago, you and your friends saw a woman on the street."

"You were drunk at the time and pestered her."

"She said, young master, my brother is a member of the Sanxiang Gang Tianzitang."

"You said, then you should have fun with me."

"She cried and begged you to let him go."

"But you didn't."

"You and your second-generation ancestor friends tortured her for a whole day and night..."

Blocked memories flooded my mind.

In the memory, the girl screamed in despair, and the tortured bloody body gradually became clear.

Lu Ming's pupils began to shrink and tremble.

The girl's despair and the lawless evil of the second generation ancestors tore through Lu Ming's memory barrier like sharp swords.

The huge sensory stimulation even aroused Lu Ming's physiological reaction.

He couldn't help but "vomit".

Food scraps and yellow water splashed out like this, adding a touch of filth to this simple mourning hall.

A voice of rage suddenly came from the side!

"You threw up!? Are you sick!?"

A huge force was lifted from the top of his head. It was Song Laosan who grabbed Lu Ming's hair and pulled Lu Ming's face to the direction of the portrait.

He roared and roared like an enraged beast.

"Is it disgusting? Do you think her face is disgusting?"

"Do not……"

Just as Lu Ming uttered a word, there was a snap.

A bear-like slap slapped Lu Ming's face, causing blood to flow from Lu Ming's mouth and nose, and his teeth shattered.

"It's not my sister who is disgusting, it's you!"

"Now, kneel down for me."

"Kneel in front of her!!"

In front of Song Laosan's ninth-rank power, Lu Ming was like a straw that could be manipulated by others.

He was oppressed by the huge force and knelt in front of the spiritual tablet.

He was forced to hold his head down again and hit the ground with all his strength!
"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Blood started to splash, staining the mourning hall red.

Lu Ming felt that his brain was getting confused.

Song Laosan's voice, as if coming from the sky, gradually became indistinct.

"Is it disgusting!?"

"Disgusting, you bastard!!"

"You are nothing more than a waste. Even if you are a waste, I can still respect you because of your father and your sister!"

"But why...why are you messing with my sister!!"

"Just because you were born with a good father!?"

"Just because you have a good sister!?"

"Why why!?"

"boom!"

The huge force made Lu Ming's face bloom and he collapsed to the ground, blood dripping and forming a pool.

On the side, Song Laosan shouted with laughter and tears: "It's okay now. The old gang leader is dead and your sister has given up on you... Look what the hell you are!? Without your father, Without your sister, you’re just a piece of stinking shit!”

His right leg kicked Lu Ming's abdomen like a whip, causing Lu Ming to spurt out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on Ah Yu's portrait...

Looking at Ayu's face, which was stained red with blood, Song Laosan's eyes suddenly fell into a trance for a moment.

"never mind……"

He spoke like this, with a calm tone.

"You'd better just die."

……

Huge force surged from his chest again.

Song Laosan tugged on Lu Ming's collar, lifted Lu Ming up, and brought him in front of him.

Lu Ming looked at Song Laosan.

From those icy eyes, one can see the biting killing intent.

There is only killing intent.

The revenge of blood relatives can only be avenged with blood.

This is the simplest and most natural logic.

If you kill someone, you have to pay with your life!

Song Laosan also looked at Lu Ming.

At this moment, Lu Ming's eyes were blurred, as if he had a concussion.

However, from the depth of his eyes, he could see the deeply hidden guilt and strong desire to survive.

Lu Ming wanted to live.

He really didn't want to die.

But Song Laosan wanted Lu Ming to die.

"You must die."

The left hand slowly touched Lu Ming's neck, and the huge palm grabbed Lu Ming's slender neck completely.

Song Laosan began to use his strength.

Lu Ming's face turned red visibly.

Suddenly, a mosquito-like sound came from Lu Ming's mouth.

"Sorry……"

Lu Ming said this while looking at Ayu's spiritual tablet with his eyes crooked.

Song Laosan smiled.

"Ah. You should say sorry, but now, what's the use of being sorry?"

He continued to increase his strength, and suddenly heard Lu Ming speak again.

"sorry……"

Song Laosan's face instantly became ferocious.

"I said I'm sorry, but..."

"Zheng" sound.

If there is a tinkling sound of clear springs and flowing water, the poisonous snakes in the bush will suddenly show their teeth.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a cold light.

In the next second, Song Laosan felt a pain in his jaw.

"sorry……"

"sorry!"

"I knew he was wrong."

"But I'm not him...I'm really...really..."

"Pfft."

The sword light penetrated straight up from the soft flesh of the chin. As Lu Ming exerted force, the sword blade penetrated deeply quickly and slowly broke through Song Laosan's Tianling Cap, revealing the sword tip from his bun.

Blood ran down the hilt of the sword.

The sticky blood made Lu Ming's hands feel sticky and slippery, but it couldn't stop him from holding on to the hilt of his sword, as if he was holding the last straw.

Blood began to fill Song Laosan's eyes.

His cloudy pupils turned red visibly with the naked eye.

The force on his neck relaxed instantly, and only two "pops" were heard.

Lu Ming and Song Laosan, one on the left and one on the right, fell on both sides of Ah Yu's spirit seat.

"Forehead……"

"Uh……"

Song Laosan twitched like a fish out of water. He struggled to cover the sword hole on his chin, but he couldn't stop the flow of blood, let alone the passing of life.

The faint sound came from not far away again.

"Sorry……"

"I just really don't want to die!"

The image in his eyes gradually turned black.

The afterimage in his eyes is the blood-stained portrait of his younger sister, Ayu.

'I don't agree...'

'I don't accept it! '

'how come……'

A sudden shadow occupies the entire field of vision.

It was Lu Ming, whose face was covered in blood like a madman, who fell from the sky and landed on Song Laosan's body!
The long sword reflected cold light in the lamplight, and the spirit snake sword was fast and accurate, and the sword pierced Song Laosan's eye socket!
"I don't want to die yet..."

"So, you have to die!!"

Lu Ming, who was holding a sharp sword, reflected red in his eyes.

Can't tell if it's blood or the hideous magic light.

(End of this chapter)