(MTL)Scumbags also deserve to be whitewashed? [quick wear]

Chapter 36

Chapter 36 The scum of the three thousand in the harem (18)

    The blood spread all the way to Fu Zinan's leather shoes.

    The two steel thorns that had passed through Xu Du's body flashed with a metallic edge under the light of the light.

    However, apart from his slightly pale face, his expression was still indifferent. It seems to be just two feathers, lightly falling on the shoulders.

    The transformed body has very little sense of pain.

    There is no need to even care about the wound, because his recovery ability is much faster than ordinary people.

    So Xu Du simply tilted his body to one side and lifted it up. One shoulder blade was quickly pulled out of the steel thorn, and the cold metal was soaked with dark blood.

    The shoulders of the shirts were punctured, with the holes in the shoulders, and the blood was blurred.

    The lantern in Fu Zinan's hand fell to the ground, and his pupils were full of horror and disbelief.

    It's not that this trap has not caught other prey before, but most of them tend to despair in the agony and panic, and there is no one like Xu Du.

    This simply goes against his cognition.

    Seeing that Xu Du's shoulder on the other side was about to rise, Fu Zinan took out the dagger he was carrying without a trace, and stabbed it into Xu Du's abdomen with his backhand.

    Only one handle was left outside, and the blade had completely submerged into the body.

    Fu Zinan's heart skipped a beat, it's bad, it's too deep.

    He has no plans to deal with Xu Du yet. After all, he hasn't figured out Xu Du's origin, and he hasn't tortured other information about this world from his mouth.

    But at the same time, he also felt relieved.

    Xu Du's abdomen was severely injured, and blood smeared on his shirt very quickly. He basically has no chance of surviving, at most he can last for another thirty minutes.

    In any case, this terrible enemy was finally eliminated by him, Fu Zinan breathed a sigh of relief.

    He decided to make two more confessions while Xu Du was dying.

    Fu Zinan approached, his eyes moved to Xu Du's face, and met his eyes.

    Calm and calm, there is no trace of panic and pain.

    He's like a normal human being intact.

    Fu Zinan smiled coldly and was about to speak, but Xu Du grabbed him by the neck the moment he approached, precise and ruthless.

    The five fingers slowly tightened.

    The pressure on the neck caused Fu Zinan's brain to crash instantly.

    He finally realized that something was wrong and stared straight at him, his pupils dilated and out of focus because of extreme fear.

    After a while, he finally came to his senses, frantically broke free, and tried to pull the hands around his neck with both hands.

    However to no avail.

    He began to lose his breath, and his face turned purple, like a fish stranded on a beach.