Chapter 1782
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Looking at Wang Peng crazy, he wanted to compete with himself. At this moment, Wu Yang's eyes were red.
If possible, he is even willing to be stabbed by Wang Peng and let Wang Peng go back.
In boss Wang, Wang Peng is a killing machine!
However, how should I put down this friendship?
He clenched the knife handle and looked at Wang Peng seriously: "peng'er, do you have to decide the outcome before you give up?"
Wang Peng gritted his teeth: "what do you say!"
"OK, then I'll be serious!"
"Grass, what the fuck are you pretending to be!"
Next second, Wu Yang moved first.
A knife was clenched in his hand and aimed at Wang Peng's abdomen.
But Wang Peng didn't mean to avoid at all. Ling Zhao's eyes also gave a knife!
This is Wang Peng's way of fighting. He completely ignores the other party's knife and recognizes it!
No advice, just!
Wu Yang's eyes were also full of Ling lie, but when they were about to contact, Wu Yang turned his wrist and let Wang Peng's knife insert into his chest.
Poop!
Wang Peng was not polite. His body was full of momentum and the sharp knife went straight into Wu Yang's chest!
Suddenly, time seemed static.
Wang Peng was also confused. What does Wu Yang mean? At the critical time, his hands trembled?
Feeling the pain coming from his chest, Wu Yang opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.
With this knife, Wang Peng almost pierced Wu Yang's lungs.
"You fucking want to die, but don't worry. I'll help you today!" Wang Peng's eyes were still sharp, but his hand clenched the handle trembled slightly.
This is the first time. His hand will shake after the knife is stabbed in.
But his tone did not change at all. It was still as cold as a knife.
Isn't that your original intention?
Kill Wu Yang and shut him up forever! Why does this scene appear in front of him now, but it makes him feel like an isolated world?
It seems that the scene in front of us has become unreal.
Wu Yang didn't struggle, but stared at him closely: "peng'er, promise me to go back to brother Wen after killing me..."
At the moment, the scarlet fire in Wang Peng's eyes beats. He doesn't listen to what he says. There is only one ending in his eyes at the moment.
Wu Yang was stabbed to death by himself!
Wang Peng pulled out the sharp knife, and then another knife was inserted into Wu Yang's chest.
Wu Yang's body trembled.
A mouthful of black blood vomited out.
His eyes at Wang Peng seemed to have changed.
In front of this crazy bucket of his own knife, is it still Wang Peng?
Or Wang Peng, who used to drink with his sister?
Once the most familiar brother, why is it so strange?
Cold, rose up along the soles of his feet and looked under him. The tip of the knife had completely disappeared into his chest.
White knives go in and red knives go out.
Wu Yang didn't expect this to happen to him.
Wu Yang's mouth was bleeding. It took him a long time to say, "promise me... Peng'er!"
If you can change Wang Peng's mind with your own death, it's worth it!
Seeing the blood, the killing in Wang Peng's eyes was more intense, as if there were no brothers and friends in his eyes. Some were crazy!
At the moment, all that came to his mind was how Wu Yang lit a gun in front of Zhang Wen and Li Erzi! How to stab yourself in the dark!
With one effort, Wang Peng pulled the knife out of Wu Yang's body.
Wu Yang's body shook violently. Now he has only half his life.
At ordinary times, the eyes full of spirit also become blurred.
Life is your own.
But it's in the hands of others.
Wang Peng stood in front of him coldly. At this time, he was completely crazy. He grabbed Wu Yang's hair and shouted, "I can't fucking turn back now, you know! I can't turn back!"
Wu Yang's mouth moved: "no... you can!"
The next second, another knife was immediately inserted into Wu Yang's chest, but Wu Yang had no feeling, just saw his friend's cold sharp knife and his expression as if he were spitting fire.
Dull.
His eyes were empty.
One knife after another stabbed Wu Yang in the chest. Wang Peng was almost moving mechanically.
His head was empty, but he couldn't lift it up.
Originally, this picture was enough for him to enjoy the crazy process, the taste of bloodthirsty and killing, which made him comfortable! But why can't you find a trace of release in the person who betrays himself again and again?
Why?
Gradually, Wu Yang's voice became smaller and smaller, and his words were replaced by blood foam.
Blood slowly fell down the corners of his mouth.
But his eyes were full of the last light, staring at Wang Peng.
There was no pain in his eyes, but a trace of relief.
Wang Peng in his pupil seems to have instantly changed back to Wang Peng who played with himself and called him brother.
At that time, because of Li Fei and brother long, they fought with Li Fei more than once, but they didn't take any advantage every time.
But at that time, the two of them were quite United.
I remember once, because Wu Yang was blocked in the corridor by Li Fei, Wang Peng went to Li Fei alone with a steel pipe. As a result, he was beaten head and blood.
The picture became more and more blurred in Wu Yang's head, but it was added with bursts of halo and scattered in the air.
The end of death is not pain, but endless memories.
In this life, forever memories.
Seeing that Wu Yang was still staring at himself, Wang Penghong shouted with red eyes: "grass, do you think you can manage me when you die? Close your eyes for me!"
Click!
The next second, the sharp knife was directly inserted into Wu Yang's neck!
Because of too much strength, the sharp knife pierced a pair!
Wu Yang straightened his toes, trembled a few times and stopped moving.
In the eyes, there is no luster.
Wang Peng was still not relieved. He raised his fist to Wu Yang's head and body and beat wildly.
At this moment, Wang Peng is no longer a normal person. The killing on him is crazy!
The factory was quiet, but there was no movement at this time.
The dozen younger brothers are quietly watching, with long oval mouths.
The feeling of fear extends madly in the factory.
No one wants to be like Wu Yang!
Just now, Wu Yang, who seemed to be a bit handsome, suddenly became like this. This strong contrast made each of them hang a mass of madness in their heads!
It's not enough for Wang Peng to kill Wu Yang. He's still beating Wu Yang madly.
The madness from the fingers has made everyone hold their breath.
After a while, Wang Peng was tired. He wanted to pull out the knife tied around Wu Yang's neck.
One foot stepped on Wu Yang's head and both hands worked hard together, but the knife had been deeply embedded in Wu Yang's neck and couldn't be pulled out for a long time.
He vomited: "grass, human flesh, it's really fucking strong!"
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Looking at Wang Peng crazy, he wanted to compete with himself. At this moment, Wu Yang's eyes were red.
If possible, he is even willing to be stabbed by Wang Peng and let Wang Peng go back.
In boss Wang, Wang Peng is a killing machine!
However, how should I put down this friendship?
He clenched the knife handle and looked at Wang Peng seriously: "peng'er, do you have to decide the outcome before you give up?"
Wang Peng gritted his teeth: "what do you say!"
"OK, then I'll be serious!"
"Grass, what the fuck are you pretending to be!"
Next second, Wu Yang moved first.
A knife was clenched in his hand and aimed at Wang Peng's abdomen.
But Wang Peng didn't mean to avoid at all. Ling Zhao's eyes also gave a knife!
This is Wang Peng's way of fighting. He completely ignores the other party's knife and recognizes it!
No advice, just!
Wu Yang's eyes were also full of Ling lie, but when they were about to contact, Wu Yang turned his wrist and let Wang Peng's knife insert into his chest.
Poop!
Wang Peng was not polite. His body was full of momentum and the sharp knife went straight into Wu Yang's chest!
Suddenly, time seemed static.
Wang Peng was also confused. What does Wu Yang mean? At the critical time, his hands trembled?
Feeling the pain coming from his chest, Wu Yang opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.
With this knife, Wang Peng almost pierced Wu Yang's lungs.
"You fucking want to die, but don't worry. I'll help you today!" Wang Peng's eyes were still sharp, but his hand clenched the handle trembled slightly.
This is the first time. His hand will shake after the knife is stabbed in.
But his tone did not change at all. It was still as cold as a knife.
Isn't that your original intention?
Kill Wu Yang and shut him up forever! Why does this scene appear in front of him now, but it makes him feel like an isolated world?
It seems that the scene in front of us has become unreal.
Wu Yang didn't struggle, but stared at him closely: "peng'er, promise me to go back to brother Wen after killing me..."
At the moment, the scarlet fire in Wang Peng's eyes beats. He doesn't listen to what he says. There is only one ending in his eyes at the moment.
Wu Yang was stabbed to death by himself!
Wang Peng pulled out the sharp knife, and then another knife was inserted into Wu Yang's chest.
Wu Yang's body trembled.
A mouthful of black blood vomited out.
His eyes at Wang Peng seemed to have changed.
In front of this crazy bucket of his own knife, is it still Wang Peng?
Or Wang Peng, who used to drink with his sister?
Once the most familiar brother, why is it so strange?
Cold, rose up along the soles of his feet and looked under him. The tip of the knife had completely disappeared into his chest.
White knives go in and red knives go out.
Wu Yang didn't expect this to happen to him.
Wu Yang's mouth was bleeding. It took him a long time to say, "promise me... Peng'er!"
If you can change Wang Peng's mind with your own death, it's worth it!
Seeing the blood, the killing in Wang Peng's eyes was more intense, as if there were no brothers and friends in his eyes. Some were crazy!
At the moment, all that came to his mind was how Wu Yang lit a gun in front of Zhang Wen and Li Erzi! How to stab yourself in the dark!
With one effort, Wang Peng pulled the knife out of Wu Yang's body.
Wu Yang's body shook violently. Now he has only half his life.
At ordinary times, the eyes full of spirit also become blurred.
Life is your own.
But it's in the hands of others.
Wang Peng stood in front of him coldly. At this time, he was completely crazy. He grabbed Wu Yang's hair and shouted, "I can't fucking turn back now, you know! I can't turn back!"
Wu Yang's mouth moved: "no... you can!"
The next second, another knife was immediately inserted into Wu Yang's chest, but Wu Yang had no feeling, just saw his friend's cold sharp knife and his expression as if he were spitting fire.
Dull.
His eyes were empty.
One knife after another stabbed Wu Yang in the chest. Wang Peng was almost moving mechanically.
His head was empty, but he couldn't lift it up.
Originally, this picture was enough for him to enjoy the crazy process, the taste of bloodthirsty and killing, which made him comfortable! But why can't you find a trace of release in the person who betrays himself again and again?
Why?
Gradually, Wu Yang's voice became smaller and smaller, and his words were replaced by blood foam.
Blood slowly fell down the corners of his mouth.
But his eyes were full of the last light, staring at Wang Peng.
There was no pain in his eyes, but a trace of relief.
Wang Peng in his pupil seems to have instantly changed back to Wang Peng who played with himself and called him brother.
At that time, because of Li Fei and brother long, they fought with Li Fei more than once, but they didn't take any advantage every time.
But at that time, the two of them were quite United.
I remember once, because Wu Yang was blocked in the corridor by Li Fei, Wang Peng went to Li Fei alone with a steel pipe. As a result, he was beaten head and blood.
The picture became more and more blurred in Wu Yang's head, but it was added with bursts of halo and scattered in the air.
The end of death is not pain, but endless memories.
In this life, forever memories.
Seeing that Wu Yang was still staring at himself, Wang Penghong shouted with red eyes: "grass, do you think you can manage me when you die? Close your eyes for me!"
Click!
The next second, the sharp knife was directly inserted into Wu Yang's neck!
Because of too much strength, the sharp knife pierced a pair!
Wu Yang straightened his toes, trembled a few times and stopped moving.
In the eyes, there is no luster.
Wang Peng was still not relieved. He raised his fist to Wu Yang's head and body and beat wildly.
At this moment, Wang Peng is no longer a normal person. The killing on him is crazy!
The factory was quiet, but there was no movement at this time.
The dozen younger brothers are quietly watching, with long oval mouths.
The feeling of fear extends madly in the factory.
No one wants to be like Wu Yang!
Just now, Wu Yang, who seemed to be a bit handsome, suddenly became like this. This strong contrast made each of them hang a mass of madness in their heads!
It's not enough for Wang Peng to kill Wu Yang. He's still beating Wu Yang madly.
The madness from the fingers has made everyone hold their breath.
After a while, Wang Peng was tired. He wanted to pull out the knife tied around Wu Yang's neck.
One foot stepped on Wu Yang's head and both hands worked hard together, but the knife had been deeply embedded in Wu Yang's neck and couldn't be pulled out for a long time.
He vomited: "grass, human flesh, it's really fucking strong!"
Looking at Wang Peng crazy, he wanted to compete with himself. At this moment, Wu Yang's eyes were red.If possible, he is even willing to be stabbed by Wang Peng and let Wang Peng go back.In boss Wang, Wang Peng is a killing machine!However, how should I put down this friendship?He clenched the knife handle and looked at Wang Peng seriously: "peng'er, do you have to decide the outcome before you give up?"Wang Peng gritted his teeth: "what do you say!""OK, then I'll be serious!""Grass, what the fuck are you pretending to be!"Next second, Wu Yang moved first.A knife was clenched in his hand and aimed at Wang Peng's abdomen.But Wang Peng didn't mean to avoid at all. Ling Zhao's eyes also gave a knife!This is Wang Peng's way of fighting. He completely ignores the other party's knife and recognizes it!No advice, just!Wu Yang's eyes were also full of Ling lie, but when they were about to contact, Wu Yang turned his wrist and let Wang Peng's knife insert into his chest.Poop!Wang Peng was not polite. His body was full of momentum and the sharp knife went straight into Wu Yang's chest!Suddenly, time seemed static.Wang Peng was also confused. What does Wu Yang mean? At the critical time, his hands trembled?Feeling the pain coming from his chest, Wu Yang opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.With this knife, Wang Peng almost pierced Wu Yang's lungs."You fucking want to die, but don't worry. I'll help you today!" Wang Peng's eyes were still sharp, but his hand clenched the handle trembled slightly.This is the first time. His hand will shake after the knife is stabbed in.But his tone did not change at all. It was still as cold as a knife.Isn't that your original intention?Kill Wu Yang and shut him up forever! Why does this scene appear in front of him now, but it makes him feel like an isolated world?It seems that the scene in front of us has become unreal.Wu Yang didn't struggle, but stared at him closely: "peng'er, promise me to go back to brother Wen after killing me..."At the moment, the scarlet fire in Wang Peng's eyes beats. He doesn't listen to what he says. There is only one ending in his eyes at the moment.Wu Yang was stabbed to death by himself!Wang Peng pulled out the sharp knife, and then another knife was inserted into Wu Yang's chest.Wu Yang's body trembled.A mouthful of black blood vomited out.His eyes at Wang Peng seemed to have changed.In front of this crazy bucket of his own knife, is it still Wang Peng?Or Wang Peng, who used to drink with his sister?Once the most familiar brother, why is it so strange?Cold, rose up along the soles of his feet and looked under him. The tip of the knife had completely disappeared into his chest.White knives go in and red knives go out.Wu Yang didn't expect this to happen to him.Wu Yang's mouth was bleeding. It took him a long time to say, "promise me... Peng'er!"If you can change Wang Peng's mind with your own death, it's worth it!Seeing the blood, the killing in Wang Peng's eyes was more intense, as if there were no brothers and friends in his eyes. Some were crazy!At the moment, all that came to his mind was how Wu Yang lit a gun in front of Zhang Wen and Li Erzi! How to stab yourself in the dark!With one effort, Wang Peng pulled the knife out of Wu Yang's body.Wu Yang's body shook violently. Now he has only half his life.At ordinary times, the eyes full of spirit also become blurred.Life is your own.But it's in the hands of others.Wang Peng stood in front of him coldly. At this time, he was completely crazy. He grabbed Wu Yang's hair and shouted, "I can't fucking turn back now, you know! I can't turn back!"Wu Yang's mouth moved: "no... you can!"The next second, another knife was immediately inserted into Wu Yang's chest, but Wu Yang had no feeling, just saw his friend's cold sharp knife and his expression as if he were spitting fire.Dull.His eyes were empty.One knife after another stabbed Wu Yang in the chest. Wang Peng was almost moving mechanically.His head was empty, but he couldn't lift it up.Originally, this picture was enough for him to enjoy the crazy process, the taste of bloodthirsty and killing, which made him comfortable! But why can't you find a trace of release in the person who betrays himself again and again?Why?Gradually, Wu Yang's voice became smaller and smaller, and his words were replaced by blood foam.Blood slowly fell down the corners of his mouth.But his eyes were full of the last light, staring at Wang Peng.There was no pain in his eyes, but a trace of relief.Wang Peng in his pupil seems to have instantly changed back to Wang Peng who played with himself and called him brother.At that time, because of Li Fei and brother long, they fought with Li Fei more than once, but they didn't take any advantage every time.But at that time, the two of them were quite United.I remember once, because Wu Yang was blocked in the corridor by Li Fei, Wang Peng went to Li Fei alone with a steel pipe. As a result, he was beaten head and blood.The picture became more and more blurred in Wu Yang's head, but it was added with bursts of halo and scattered in the air.The end of death is not pain, but endless memories.In this life, forever memories.Seeing that Wu Yang was still staring at himself, Wang Penghong shouted with red eyes: "grass, do you think you can manage me when you die? Close your eyes for me!"Click!The next second, the sharp knife was directly inserted into Wu Yang's neck!Because of too much strength, the sharp knife pierced a pair!Wu Yang straightened his toes, trembled a few times and stopped moving.In the eyes, there is no luster.Wang Peng was still not relieved. He raised his fist to Wu Yang's head and body and beat wildly.At this moment, Wang Peng is no longer a normal person. The killing on him is crazy!The factory was quiet, but there was no movement at this time.The dozen younger brothers are quietly watching, with long oval mouths.The feeling of fear extends madly in the factory.No one wants to be like Wu Yang!Just now, Wu Yang, who seemed to be a bit handsome, suddenly became like this. This strong contrast made each of them hang a mass of madness in their heads!It's not enough for Wang Peng to kill Wu Yang. He's still beating Wu Yang madly.The madness from the fingers has made everyone hold their breath.After a while, Wang Peng was tired. He wanted to pull out the knife tied around Wu Yang's neck.One foot stepped on Wu Yang's head and both hands worked hard together, but the knife had been deeply embedded in Wu Yang's neck and couldn't be pulled out for a long time.He vomited: "grass, human flesh, it's really fucking strong!"
