The Fantastic Super Vision Chapter 121 Become A Killer

They ended up breaking their arms or legs. None of them was fine while lying on the ground.

"brother, we can talk this out," said one of the gangsters in pain.

There were seven or eight of them with machetes. And they were all knocked to the ground by this unarmed man. This huge difference made them understand that they couldn't fight with this man at all.

Suddenly, their bones got broken. They didn't even know what happened.

"Talk this out, fine," said w.a.n.g Feng, stepping on the gangster and bending himself, "tell me who cut my parents last night, and I will spare your life."

"Who are your parents? I don't know them." The gangster shook his head, but he already scared.

They did cut a couple last night. Obviously, this man came for avenge. But he was so strong and powerful, he couldn't admit they did it for risking their lives.

"You don't know?" w.a.n.g Feng smiled, then grabbed his hand and bent one of his fingers to an extent.

"Ah!"

His finger was broken. The gangster screamed like a pig being butchered. As the saying goes, the nerves of the fingers were linked with the heart. The young man was so cruel that he nearly pa.s.sed out from the pain.

"I'll break the other fingers if you don't tell me which one did it," w.a.n.g Feng said, his voice was calm but almost scared the h.e.l.l out of gangster.

"I don't know." The gangster gritted his teeth, showing that he would rather die than admit the crime.

"It doesn't matter if you don't," w.a.n.g Feng laughed, breaking the man's second finger.

Then w.a.n.g Feng grabbed the third finger of him and kept grinning, "now you can still choose not to say it."

"I don't know." Even the gangster was so painful that the veins on his forehead were exposed, he still gritted his teeth, shaking his head.

Crack!

When the third finger was broken, w.a.n.g Feng added, "My patience is running out. If you don't talk, I'll cut off both your hands."

"Fu*k you, I said I don't know." This gangster suddenly cursed, trying to get up from the ground.

But his strength wasn't as strong as w.a.n.g Feng's, and he just let w.a.n.g Feng tread him on the ground tightly.

Picking up a knife from the ground, w.a.n.g Feng didn't want to go easy on him, so he directly cut off his hands. All the blood splashed out, which made some girls on the corner scared and scream.

"Don't make a sound, or you'll end up the same way," w.a.n.g Feng said coldly, glancing at those cheap women.

Apparently, that worked. Although those women were scared to death, they covered their mouth tightly and didn't dare to make a sound.

This young man was so terrible. He could just cut off a man's hands without any hesitation. What a devil!

"Ah." With his hands cut off, the gangster growled. That sound was so pathetic.

w.a.n.g Feng stomped on his chest, then the gangster pa.s.sed out.

With the b.l.o.o.d.y knife in his hand, w.a.n.g Feng walked toward the other gangster.

His face was very cold. w.a.n.g Feng, at this moment, was like a killer coming from h.e.l.l.

The punk he was staring at only felt death approaching, and before w.a.n.g Feng could ask him anything, he was so scared that some yellow liquid oozed from his body. He actually peed his pants.

"Loser." Glancing at the punk, w.a.n.g Feng asked directly, "tell me who did it, or you'll end up like him." Then w.a.n.g Feng took a look at the man whose hand had been cut off.

"OK, I say." w.a.n.g Feng looked so creepy, so the punk immediately said, "I drank too much last night, so I did not go. It was them who did it. The whole thing had nothing to do with me."

With that, the punk actually cried, almost kneeling down before w.a.n.g Feng.

"Fu*k you, Xiao Wu. You sold us out. I'll kill you!"

All of a sudden, a punk got up from the ground, grabbed the knife on the ground and tried to cut that punk. But he didn't move as fast as w.a.n.g Feng. Before he could use his knife, he suddenly felt a coldness on his neck. Then, his head fell off and he lost consciousness.

A man actually let w.a.n.g Feng cut off his head. The scene was extremely b.l.o.o.d.y.

"Ah!" This moment, a few women of the corner began to scream again. They were so scared that their faces turned pale.

They were scared to death when they saw someone's hands being cut off. Now it was more horrified that w.a.n.g Feng chopped off someone's head.

"You..." Looking at his buddy who didn't close his eyes even he was dead, the punk named Xiao Wu swallowed hard. He was so terrified that he lost all his strength.

"Did any of the others do it?" w.a.n.g Feng said with his voice cold.

"Yes." Xiao Wu nodded without any hesitation because he was afraid that if he said more slowly, he might also die!

They had cut and killed many people, but when one day the death fell on their heads, they were scared to death.

In order to live, this man didn't care about anything, including others' lives. He had to make sure that he could survive first.

"Xiao Feng, what did you do?" Suddenly, a cry came from the door. Ran Jiangtian came in.

Seeing the b.l.o.o.d.y scene in the house, even a well-informed man like Ran Jiangtian would feel disgusting. He almost threw up.

He never expected that w.a.n.g Feng would kill anyone. Now, there was a head on the floor. Someone chopped it off.

"I just did what I had to do," w.a.n.g Feng said. His voice was cruel.

Then he threw the knife in front of Xiao Wu and said, "If you want to live, kill the others. If you don't, you'll be next!"

"Huh?" Hearing w.a.n.g Feng's words, Xiao Wu was so frightened that he fell to the ground with his pale face.

"You have 10 seconds, if you don't do it, I will," w.a.n.g Feng said, leaving no room for discussion, but shocking people in the room.

"Gollum." Xiao Wu swallowed hard, but he didn't dare to take the knife from the ground.

"Now three seconds have pa.s.sed, and you have seven seconds left," w.a.n.g Feng said calmly, glancing at the punk.

"Sh*t, brothers, don't blame me." Suddenly, as if he made up his mind, Xiao Wu picked up the knife from the floor and stabbed the man beside him.

The knife deeply stabbed into the punk's body, which made his eyes widely open. He couldn't believe what just happened.

It never occurred to him that he might die at the hands of his buddy who lived in the same house with him.

"Xiao Wu, are you out of your fu*king mind?" Seeing Xiao Wu kill one of his own, the rest of the gangsters started screaming.

"Yes, I'm out of my mind. If you hadn't killed people, you wouldn't end up like this, so please let me live," Xiao Wu said, in an extremely harsh tone.

Poof!

The sound of a knife going through a man's body kept coming up. Everyone was so scared. Within half a minute, the other gangsters except Xiao Wu were stabbed to death.

Even they tried to resist, w.a.n.g Feng would knock them out with a kick and let Xiao Wu kill them.

Eight men, seven were dead. Only Xiao Wu left.

At the door, Ran Jiangtian was already dumbfounded. In such a short time, several people who had been alive actually all died. It was too b.l.o.o.d.y.

The floor of the house now almost completely stained with blood. He finally couldn't stand it and spat out what he had eaten last night.

"The girls, deal with them. I'll wait for you outside," w.a.n.g Feng said, then calmly stepped out of the room.

"OK." Anyway, he had already killed someone. There was no way of turning back. So when w.a.n.g Feng came out of the house, there was a shrill cry in the room. A minute later, Xiao Wu covering in blood came out of the house with a b.l.o.o.d.y knife in his hand.

The women had nothing to do with it, but they had seen w.a.n.g Feng and Xiao Wu kill. If they let them go, it might eventually kill them both.

So it wasn't w.a.n.g Feng's fault, it was their bad luck to make them see something they shouldn't see.

Anyway, w.a.n.g Feng didn't kill them, he just gave the order. Xiao Wu was really cruel though; he could have threatened them to keep their mouth shut. Instead, he killed those women, once and for all.

"Tough," w.a.n.g Feng said calmly, looking at Xiao Wu.

"Can... Can I live?" said Xiao Wu with his pale face.

Although he had just killed so many people, he felt death approaching him when faced with w.a.n.g Feng. He was too afraid of w.a.n.g Feng.

"Nice, you did as I told you, so I won't do anything to you, deal with this, and I'll wait outside for half an hour," said w.a.n.g Feng, taking a cigarette from his pocket and sauntering out of the yard.

"Xiao Feng, you..." looking at w.a.n.g Feng's calm face, Ran Jiangtian was really shocked, so he couldn't even say a complete sentence. Although killing happened every day, what surprised him was w.a.n.g Feng actually killed dozens of people directly or indirectly.

If you killed a person, you could be executed. There were so many people here. If he got caught by the police, then who knew what might happen.

"Hha, uncle, there's nothing to be afraid of." Seeing the frightened expression on Ran's face, w.a.n.g Feng handed him a cigarette, "This is what the society is. Sometimes, either you died, or I died. If it weren't for me, you think we can stand here with nothing happening to us?"

"Then you shouldn't kill people. Even though they hurt your parents, but they are fine. You know, killing people is against the law! According to the law, you will be executed by shooting." Ran Jiangtian's voice became really low. He was worried about w.a.n.g Feng.

"Hha." Hearing his words, w.a.n.g Feng burst out laughing and put out the cigarette in his hand immediately, "what kind of law is that? It's just something the people on the top use to protect their interests. There are so many unfair things in the world. Don't you see that the police don't help us because of the power of the other side?"

"Therefore, the only way to get justice is to do it yourself. You'd better believe in yourself, rather than believe in the law. In the face of power, the law is a joke!"

Then w.a.n.g Feng relaxed and took another cigarette from his pocket and lit it up.

My uncle had been too indecisive. If w.a.n.g Feng had not killed them today, they would probably have continued to kill people.

So w.a.n.g Feng now felt like he was just doing what he was supposed to do. Those gangsters would better die now.