Chapter 28: The Evil Spirit Wearing Human Skin

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  "What have you prepared for me at home?" Yang Jiuhua was shocked and desperate, but Guo Zhengyang finally squatted down and spoke coldly.

  It seems that these people are preparing to grasp some handles, so that he will have nothing to say when the time comes, and can only make friends with the other party? What are a group of underworld figures preparing for?

  Guo Zhengyang knew it was definitely not a good thing, but he had to ask to know for sure.

  However, after this sentence, Yang Jiu on the ground immediately lowered his head and remained silent. Seeing this scene, Guo Zhengyang furrowed his brow, still wanting to struggle? But dealing with such a person, he didn't have no way out, after all, he was a black-hearted person with ill intentions. Guo Zhengyang took action without hesitation, stepping on Yang Jiu's back to prevent him from struggling wildly. Then, he took down the keychain he was carrying and grabbed one of Yang Jiu's arms, using the knife on the keychain to make a cut on Yang Jiu's arm, causing blood to seep out immediately.

  As expected, Yang Jiu didn't even frown at the scene, after all, looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would cry out in pain at a little bit of hurt.

  However, Yang Jiu suddenly lifted his head and stared at Guo Zhengyang in shock, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

  That doesn't count as painful, but watching Guo Zhengyang help him with bloodletting, yet having an extremely calm expression, this... is he still the young master of the county committee secretary's family?

  I heard that this is the young master of the county party secretary's family, damn it, not only is he good with his hands, but he also helps people donate blood without batting an eyelid, is he from a family like the county party secretary's?

  That cold expression, no matter how you look at it, seems like a ruthless fugitive who can kill without blinking. Compared to the image of a high and mighty young master, the difference is really too great, leaving him no choice but to be shocked and perplexed, even doubting whether he had mistaken his target.

  "I know you're afraid of this little thing, but I'm not trying to get you to talk with this. Look at what this is?" Guo Zhengyang ignored Yang Jiu's confusion and puzzlement, instead crouching down behind him, his palm facing upwards, presenting the object in his hand right in front of Yang Jiu.

  He just cut Yang Jiu like that, only to make Yang Jiu understand that he wasn't the kind of person who had never seen blood and was soft-hearted.

  Now what he needs to do is the key point, what he holds in his hand is a ball covered with thorns, this ball was originally made of rubber, very elastic, but on the surface of the ball there are roots or long or short thorns, and this is after being swallowed by a gourd. Before being swallowed by the gourd, although it was covered with thorns, those thorns would only make people itch when they touched them, and would not really hurt.

  But was swallowed by a gourd once...

  An ordinary small knife can cut through iron like mud, and this originally transparent rubber ball has also become a deadly weapon.

  Yang Jiu took a glance, and Guo Zhengyang pinched the pellet and stabbed Yang Jiu's body again, making him understand its sharpness. Only then did he chuckle and say, "You think if I send this thing into your mouth, down your throat, it won't start from your throat and pierce your throat, esophagus, stomach, and intestines until they're all riddled with holes?"

  "Hmm"

  A sentence with a smile, but Yang Jiu's body suddenly stiffened on the spot, his whole body violently trembling. Damn... this was too poisonous, this move had already far exceeded his imagination in its viciousness. Without saying anything else, it was like a steel-made small hedgehog that rolled around in his throat, and would definitely pierce his esophagus to intestines with thousands of holes, and he would definitely not be able to survive afterwards.

  And it's not just death, but a painful and torturous one at that.

  Is this bluffing?

  Just now, Guo Zhengyang's calm and composed demeanor as he helped with the bloodletting didn't seem like that of a student who had never seen blood before, but rather that of a seasoned thug.

  "Of course, I won't let you swallow it here. If you die here, I'll have some trouble too. So I can take you to a desolate place and dig a hole to throw you in, then feed this thing into your stomach. What do you say?" Guo Zhengyang's teasing laughter echoed again, although he was smiling, his smile didn't contain any emotions. Yang Jiu felt a chill run down his spine as he listened again, and nodded repeatedly, "No, Young Master Guo, I'll say it, I'll say it."

  This is not the son of the county party secretary, this is simply a devil wearing human skin, and it's too damn cruel to come up with such a way to torture people.

  He asked himself, what kind of cruel torture is this? Even the most ruthless gangsters wouldn't do something like this. They might break someone's legs or cut off their fingers at worst. But this guy... he wants to turn your internal organs into a sieve.

  "At home, nothing was prepared, just some medicine was prepared, and there was a woman. After you took the medicine, there would be a scene of violence, and then these would be recorded. At that time, even if you were cheated, you wouldn't dare to say anything. Whether it's this kind of video or your future prospects, they should all make you not dare to speak out." Yang Jiu forced himself to say everything, and these methods made Guo Zhengyang furious.

  Hu Da Zhong stretched out his hand and slapped Yang Jiu on the back of his head, directly slapping him so hard that Yang Jiu's brain buzzed loudly as he was explaining with his neck arched upwards. His face even hit the cement floor below, hitting it so hard that a patch of blood stained the cement floor.

  "It's really a mess, you say how I should repay you?" Guo Zhengyang coldly spoke again in anger.

  But Yang Jiu almost cried because he found that his front teeth had been knocked out by that slap, and now his mouth was full of blood.

  "Guo Shao, this wasn't my idea." Yang Jiuzai hastily begged for mercy, his mouth full of blood.

  "Get up, I also know that the one who really made the decision doesn't need to come in person to invite people." Guo Zhengyang also stood up with a gloomy face and moved his feet away, speaking coldly.

  The Yang family had actually prepared such a big gift for him, and if he didn't respond in some way, it seemed somewhat impolite.

  As for how to return the gift, I still need to think about it before I know.

  As he spoke, Yang Jiu also stood up with his hand covering his mouth, looking at Guo Zhengyang with a terrified expression, and in his eyes, there was still a collapse and confusion. How could this man be so ruthless?

  Is he really the county party secretary's family? Won't Lao Da have made a mistake? From the brief contact with Guo Zhengyang, no matter how you look at it, the other party doesn't seem like it!

  "What are you still dazed about? Wipe the floor." But just as Yang Jiu was about to collapse, Guo Zhengyang suddenly became angry again, stretched out his hand and gave Yang Jiu a slap, directly slapping him so that he stumbled forward, almost hitting his head against the wall outside the classroom.

  Yang Jiu was so anxious that he could hardly keep his seat steady and was almost in tears.

  He's still a ruthless person, but running into someone so violent really gives him a feeling of being on the verge of tears. Nevertheless, he hastily takes off his jacket to wipe away the bloodstains on the floor. After all, just a moment ago, he was cut on the arm, had a tooth knocked out, and there's quite a bit of blood on the corridor too.

  "There's another question, you've investigated my identity, how dare you still treat me like this? Even if you're trying to use leverage against me so I don't dare speak out, wouldn't even those involved in organized crime be so bold?" Just as Yang Jiu was crouching on the ground wiping away blood, Guo Zhengyang asked another question that had been on his mind.