Fast Transmigration Dog Blood is All Over the World

Chapter 281 Eighteen Recycling Bins: Obsolete

But at this moment, Song Liangyue looked at the girl with her eyes closed, and her heart that was in a frenzy because of her disappearance finally calmed down.

On the way here, even if his powerful reason told him that Wei Yang would not do anything to Yu Ling, at least Wei Yang would not do anything before he sent that provocative message and he had not arrived at the warehouse.

But the boy still couldn't control those terrible thoughts.

He was afraid.

This fear has surpassed the importance of treasures.

He was not angry because his treasure was taken away by others - the eldest lady never belonged to him.

The boy was molested by others for no reason because of the honorable eldest lady.

She should be dignified, living in the world with an absolutely proud attitude, instead of closing her eyes as she is now.

"Now, pick up the stick at your feet and hit your right hand hard."

Wei Yang's voice and expression were eerie and terrifying under the dim light.

He seemed to have calculated everything in advance, looking at Song Liangyue who clearly wanted to kill him but didn't dare to do it, he showed an extremely sinister smile.

When he was speaking, his hand was gradually descending along the girl's beautiful neckline, as if it was about to reach into the neckline immediately.

This is an unspoken threat.

The comatose girl is his only handle and also his biggest weapon.

He knew better than anyone that Song Liangyue would not let anything happen to her.

Wei Yang will never forget the three days and nights he spent in the warehouse.

Since the other party did not kill him, he must be prepared to bear his own revenge.

He likes to see others full of hope, but the hope is broken in the next moment.

Especially when this look appeared on the face of Song Liangyue, who was of the same kind as him, it made him want to see it even more.

He could already feel the temperature from the girl's body through the cloth under his hand, Wei Yang's fingertips trembled slightly, and he raised it slightly at an angle that the boy standing opposite couldn't see.

Sure enough, just being around her was enough to excite him, and it was even more exciting for him like this.

He could hardly bear it anymore.

Just need to wait.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Liangyue provocatively, as if he was waiting for his decision.

He could actually make the boy even more embarrassed, such as making him kneel on the ground and losing all his dignity, but Wei Yang didn't.

Seeing that they were of the same kind, he didn't mind giving the other person this false mercy.

It didn't take long for a small sound to sound in the quiet room.

It was the sound of Song Liangyue walking. His feet were still a little lame, but he picked up the wooden stick that had been placed on the ground without any hesitation.

He didn't even frown.

The young man knew that Wei Yang would not give up until he wanted to destroy his hand, so the strength under his hand did not hold back.

Sharp pain stained his brows in an instant.

Song Liangyue's beautiful face lost all color, and sweat gushed out of her forehead at the same time.

But he still stood there, looking at Wei Yang with sullen eyes, as if the pain in his hand didn't exist at all.

But the right hand has shown an unnatural drooping posture.

If there is no accident, the hand should be broken.

"It seems that you are very sincere. Then, let's completely destroy that hand."

Broken and useless are two different concepts.

The former can also be recovered through treatment, while the latter will make the teenager disabled.

In such a confrontational environment, Song Liangyue raised her head and looked at Wei Yang with cool eyes.

The anger and gloom in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at each other as if they were meeting for the first time.

Bedbugs that live in dirty gutters don't deserve any glances.

They can never be the same kind of people.

Song Liangyue's mouth curled into a smile——

A dull sound sounded, and his right hand was completely useless.

(End of this chapter)