C19 The Most Terrifying Way of Death

No one would have thought that against Chang Si's group of ferocious fellows, there would actually be someone who dared to come out and help Mo Lan.

Actually, everyone present didn't dare to say anything in the face of Chang Si's coercion. Much less directly coming out to help Mo Lan. No one would be willing to do such a dangerous thing, even if the person in front of them was a beauty.

Mo Lan herself broke out in a cold sweat at this critical juncture.

But when Mo Lan raised her head and looked gratefully at the young man behind Chang Si, she was completely stunned. Because not only did Mo Lan recognize this frivolous young man, she had a deep impression of him. If he was not the new student, Ye Zifeng, who just entered his class today, who was he?

would never lie to a student who relied on relationships to enter the academy from the back door. However, this kind of student that she despised actually dared to step forward at the most crucial moments. This was also a huge irony for Mo Lan.

Chang Si turned his head, and looked at Ye Zifeng angrily, and snorted: "Brat, you're still the first person who dared to make me, Chang Si, stand on the side."

"Take your hand and obediently roll back into your seat. Otherwise, will Fourth Master teach you how to be a good person today?"

Chang Si's tone was extremely venomous, looking at Ye Zifeng in such a condescending manner.

However, Ye Zifeng did not care at all about Chang Si's warning, he only tilted his head and laughed: "I just said that I took a fancy to this girl, so you have to stand to the side. I have already repeated myself a second time, so I don't want to repeat myself a third time! "

On the way to Zhong Hai, Chang Si could also be considered a big and small figure. It was really rare for anyone to dare to go head to head with Chang Si in Snowfall Nightclub.

However, who knew who would be the one to suffer?

At the moment, Chang Si looked like he had the advantage of numbers. His power was boundless. On the other hand, Ye Zifeng was too weak, like an egg hitting a rock.

However, after Ye Zifeng said those words softly, the finger that was pinching Chang Si's shoulder began to exert a little strength. Chang Si immediately felt pain, and even though he didn't scream out loud, his face was deathly pale, as cold sweat flowed out of his body.

Chang Si could practically feel that this fellow's fingers had already stabbed into his own flesh. The pain made Chang Si grit his teeth hard and he couldn't say another word.

However, he did not know about Chang Si's situation, nor did he know about the group of delinquents.

Seeing that Ye Zifeng dared to speak to his boss like that, the green hair fellow was immediately enraged.

Pointing with his finger, little green hair said slyly, "Hey, Little Red, are you f * cking tired of living or what? "How dare you talk to my boss like that. Do you believe that we will slaughter you in front of everyone and let you die on the streets?!"

As he said that, he took out a dagger and waved it towards Ye Zifeng.

Ye Zifeng chuckled: "You want to kill me in front of everyone? Hehe, from your tone, it sounds like you've killed people before? "

The green hair was stunned. He didn't expect that the guy in front of him would dare to discuss this issue with him at this time.

"Of course, it's not the first time I've killed someone, but you little red-eyed fella who has eyes but can't recognize Mount Tai!"

As she spoke, she drew closer to Ye Zifeng and faced him face to face.

But Ye Zifeng was still calm as usual, and clucked his tongue twice:" Heh heh, I never thought that my luck would be so good today, to actually meet someone who had killed a person. After saying that, Ye Zifeng let out a cold hiss, and unexpectedly lit up a cigarette in a composed manner, and said unhurriedly: "Actually, I have always had a question in my heart, which was what a person would be like before death. Little brother, since you've killed before, then help me answer this question!

No one expected Ye Zifeng to be so relaxed and elegant at a time like this. Towards this kind of person who did not play by the rules, even the little green hair was a little dazed.

The finger holding the dagger trembled slightly. The little green hair pretended to be calm and shouted, "People die. How can they die like this? Isn't it just like a corpse?"

"Ha ha!" Ye Zifeng laughed and blew a smoke ring on the green hair's face, "No no no, a person is not like a motionless corpse. He will struggle and stare at you with wide eyes, causing you to feel a chill in your heart. It will make you want to dig out those eyes! "

Ye Zifeng's voice was extremely cold, as if he came from hell. While speaking, the aura around his body suddenly changed, that dense killing intent shook both little green hair and the delinquents behind him, causing them to tremble in fear, their hands and feet ice-cold.

Raising his head, Ye Zifeng continued to ridicule him: "Little brother, looking at your pale face, you're not scared are you? It seems like you haven't killed anyone at all! "

The little green hair trembled, stammering out loud while feigning bravery. "Who, who said that your elder is afraid, who said that your elder has never killed anyone before?"

"Then tell me, how do you usually kill people?" Ye Zifeng's eyes were sinister and his sneer did not stop.

The green hair was stuck there for a long time before he thought of the scene from the TV show, "I-laozi, laozi will use my knife to stab the little bastard's neck, then I will use my strength to pull him back. That is called splattering blood." How about it, little red jackal, you're scared right? "

Ye Zifeng continued to smoke, his eyes playfully sizing up the little green hair, "Tsk tsk, little brother, your method of killing is too sloppy, it's not artistic at all. Do you know the most horrible way to kill people in this world? "

"No, I don't know!"

"Then I'll tell you today and let you see for yourself."

"The most horrible way to kill people in the world is in Africa. The African chiefs, once they had captured the officers who had been sentenced, would wash them, strip them, and shave their heads. "Finally, dig a hole and bury them there, well buried."

With that, Ye Zifeng continued with a vicious look: "Immediately afterwards, they will take out a sharp dagger, and on your head, they will gently draw a bloody line along the top of your head."

At this moment, the little green hair's legs were trembling and his throat was choked with sobs. He could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He was so nervous, it was as if all of this was happening to him.

Ye Zifeng continued to laugh: "Later on, they will throw you there. The African high temperature of 40 degrees celsius will roast you. Your blood begins to boil. The blood is concentrated in the wound on your head. You will feel itchy all over, but you can't move. In the end, you didn't die from excessive blood loss or from various injuries, but from being tickled to death! "

Ye Zifeng's description, coupled with that sinister and unexplainable voice, made people feel as if they were in a similar situation.

The first one to lose control was not the little green hair, but Mo Lan.

Mo Lan was still a girl, how could she have heard of such a terrifying thing?

The green hair, on the other hand, was trembling from head to toe, not daring to look at Ye Zifeng.