C735 Cold Sweat Was Dripping down His Forehead
C735 Cold Sweat Was Dripping down His Forehead
The moment he spoke, he wanted Lin Fei to choose how to die.
Furthermore, the death he mentioned was extremely cruel and painful.
One punch to the head?
Extracting his heart?
Using the Twelve Strikes to kill Lin Fei?
Regardless, the way Lin Fei chose to die, it would be very painful for him!
Inside the Wenbo Restaurant! The rest of the people... The hairs on their bodies stood on end. They clicked their tongues and started talking.
"Wen Biao, he is too cruel. Not only does he want to kill Lin Fei, he also wants to kill Lin Fei! Furthermore, he wants Lin Fei to die a horrible death!"
"Lin Fei deserved it. We have already said that he cannot provoke Wen Xiaofaang. However, he actually broke both of Wen Xiaofaang's hands and forced Wen Xiaofaang to kneel down and apologize to Hou Shanshan. "
"Lin Fei is going to die in Wen Biao's hands soon! I don't dare think about what will happen to Lin Fei later. When I think about what will happen to Lin Fei later, my brain is filled with blood. It's too tragic."
...
At this moment, they all felt that Lin Fei would definitely die in Wen Biao's hands.
"Lin Fei, you have caused a huge disaster, do you know that?" Hou Shanshan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Why did Lin Fei not listen to her and leave Huaxiong City just now?
Now, even if Lin Fei wanted to leave Huaxiong City, he wouldn't be able to!
Wen Biao would never let Lin Fei go.
"Hou Shanshan, do you forgive her?" Lin Fei pointed at Wen Xiaofaang and asked.
As soon as he said that.
In an instant.
The atmosphere in the Wenbo Restaurant suddenly became strange.
Just now, Wen Biao was still asking Lin Fei how he wanted to die.
However.
Lin Fei acted as if he didn't hear this.
He even asked Hou Shanshan if she would forgive Wen Xiaofaang.
F * ck!
How could this be?
Is there something wrong with Lin Fei's brain?
Not far away.
After being ignored by Lin Fei, Wen Biao's eyes looked like they were about to bleed. The killing intent in his heart was like molten iron, boiling.
"Little bastard, I'm f * cking asking you a question. How do you want to die?" Wen Biao roared.
Instantly.
The Wenbo Restaurant was shaken.
Almost all the other people present couldn't help but cover their hearts. They were worried that their hearts would jump out of their chests.
Wen Biao was furious. This was too terrifying.
"Hou Shanshan, what happened to you? I am asking you a question. Are you going to forgive Wen Xiaofaang or not?" Lin Fei did not hear Hou Shanshan speak, so he repeated his question.
"Lin Fei, count it as me begging you. Quickly kneel down and beg Wen Biao to let you go!" Hou Shanshan frowned and begged bitterly.
In Hou Shanshan's opinion, if Lin Fei knelt down and begged Wen Biao to let him go, Lin Fei still had a chance to live.
If Lin Fei continued to ignore Wen Biao, the only thing that awaited him would be death!
"Good kid. You are the bravest person I have ever seen, and also the most miserable person I have ever seen. I have decided to personally take out your heart and slowly torture you to death." Wen Biao stared at Lin Fei and said word by word.
Wen Biao's voice was filled with killing intent.
Wen Biao's words scared the surrounding people until they broke out in cold sweat.
It seemed like today, Lin Fei would first have his heart dug out by Wen Biao, and then he would slowly be tortured to death by Wen Biao!
Lin Fei's death was too miserable!
Hou Shanshan's face had lost all color.