The Lost of Flying Tiger's Stealth Extreme Battle

Three days later, on October 10th, at 5:10 am.

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Kenny was locked in a cell privately set up by Pompa. He was shot in the abdomen with a bullet. He had only been bandaged briefly, and the bullet had not been taken out. Of course, Pompa would not treat him kindly.

The wound was infected. He felt that the high fever had lasted for more than two days. He felt unbearably hot at one moment, and extremely cold at the other.

Pampa hadn't been in this dark room since he was locked in, and today was the first time.

"Kenny..."

It is still the person who has not yet arrived, and the laughter comes first.

Kenny sat on the wooden board that was barely called a "bed", leaning against the cold wall, squinting his eyes and glanced at the direction of the voice.

Now he felt hot all over, felt that the wall behind him was warmed by his own body, his face was bloodless, and his fair face was even paler, only his two eyes were scarlet and terrifying.

Seeing Pampa approaching, he bit his pale lower lip hard, and it turned red instantly.

"Brother Kenny, I didn't expect that we would meet here!" Across an iron gate, Pampa smiled triumphantly. He had waited too long for this day.

Kenny snorted, leaned his head against the wall and gave him a disdainful sideways glance.

"Hmph, you're not here to catch up with me, are you..."

Peng Pa ordered someone to unlock the door, and then asked someone to guard the door, and got in by himself.

He saw the wound in Kenny's left abdominal cavity, where the blood had dried inside the gauze.

"You can bear it, you look good!"

After the bite just now, Kenny's lips were red, and he still looked like the cunning and ruthless Kenny.

"How is your injury? Is it almost healed?" Pampa spoke in a frivolous and deceitful manner, and he stretched his hand towards Kenny's wound, pressing and messing with it with a few fingers, and the wound was squeezed and seeped. With bright red blood coming out, Kenny didn't resist, curled up in a painful posture, and couldn't help but let out a low muffled groan from his throat.

Kenny gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and giggled as he hurt.

"You're right, I'm not talking about old times with you, your death is coming..." Pompa stopped when he saw Kenny's distorted face in pain, gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "I can finally avenge the revenge of my wife and children today! "

Kenny giggled again.

Kenny pursed his lips in a nonchalant way at the enchanting and eerie laugh.

He leaned against the wall again, raised his head, and didn't pay attention to Pampa.

"Do you want to know how they died?" He raised his eyebrows lightly and asked contemptuously.

"You burned them alive, today I will avenge them!" Pampa also stared at Kenny with hatred.

Kenny lowered his eyes and snorted.

"Do you want to know what your wife said before she died?"

Pompa stared at Kenny closely, listening to his tone of innocence, his eyes gradually changed from resentment to viciousness.

"It's your wedding anniversary, right?! Do you remember the last phone call you made to your wife?"...

Pampa remembered that it was his and his wife's wedding anniversary, and he even spared some time in the evening to celebrate with his wife, but unfortunately something happened that night.

"I will never forget that fire. My youngest son is only two months old. Kenny, I can kill you a thousand times. The culprit of Dulai Mountain is dead, and you will be next!"

"If you want revenge, you should be the one who dies!" Kenny said an elusive sentence for no reason.

The last phone call, Pompa still remembers, when the car drove to the door of his house, he temporarily received a report that Duraishan would send people to attack his drug factory, so he turned the driver back to the direction of the drug factory, and then he called I called my wife to apologize, and promised to accompany her tomorrow to make up a surprise anniversary for her.

And Kenny, like a wandering god of death at the time, was hiding in the dark of his home and watching.

A mother with three children, the warmth made him jealous. He saw that the cake on the table had just been lit with candles, and colored wax dripped on the cake.

The woman was on the phone downstairs, crying and arguing heart-piercingly. Pampa's 5-year-old daughter and brother hid in the room in fear, and happened to bump into Kenny's leg. She stretched out her chubby little hand Pass Kenny her favorite candy...

Such a young child still can't understand Kenny's smile.

Then, thick smoke came up from downstairs...

"That fire was lit by your wife herself. You made her despair to the point of dying. She is taking revenge on you..."

With misty eyes, Kenny watched Pampa's confusion after falling into memory and being startled awake again, and then smiled triumphantly in his heart.

"You're talking nonsense!..."

Kenny sneered uncontrollably again.

"Your wife has severe postpartum depression, but you only care about your so-called business, and you don't even accompany her on your wedding anniversary... When the fire burned her, she regretted it and cried for me to save her child , I gave you a chance, I called you, but you didn't answer..." Kenny talked about what happened at that time in a flat manner.

"Nonsense! Impossible!" Pampa froze for a moment, angrily grabbed Kenny's clothes and pulled him up.

After he had a big fight with his wife, he thought it was her calling to make trouble again, so he hung up the call after only one glance.

The corners of Kenny's mouth slightly hooked into a smile, and he raised his hands on both sides and was punched by Pompa. The wound was in pain like tearing. He screamed in pain, but he still didn't resist. Instead, he seemed to enjoy being ravaged. the process of.

"If you answered that call, I would consider saving your children. At least you are worthy of being a father, but you don't care about them at all. You killed them indirectly..." Kenny gritted his teeth in pain, mouth Then he continued to challenge Pampa, his scarlet eyes gleaming coldly.

When Pampa's wife was caught in the fire, the severe pain awakened her motherly love. She lay on the ground with the fire burning on her body, crying and begging Kenny to save her child. Kenny held the candy in his hand, and couldn't help Moved with compassion, he secretly played a game with Pampa. As long as he still has the responsibility of being a father, he will save his three children.

He called on the woman's phone, but Pampa hung up...

"Shut up!" Enraged, Pampa punched his wound more violently.

Kenny giggled, and under the severe pain, his laughter gave him an aura of madness and arrogance, and he felt the pleasure of this pain crazily.

"Believe it or not, I'm telling the truth. The angrier you are, the happier I am. It doesn't matter that I'm dead, but you are the indirect murderer who killed them. You will live in guilt all your life..." Kenny smiled and said, "Pumpa, you don't count as a win!"

"I'll take you to see Lu Guobin right away, and let him watch you die with his own eyes! Let's see who wins!"

Kenny was not afraid at all, his eyes were bent upwards with a smile, mysterious and weird...