In an instant, countless fists and feet hit Lu Shaoqiu's face, abdomen and legs.

The sound of fists hitting the skin and meat sounded in the warehouse, which made people's scalp tighten.

Lu Shaoqiu didn't resist at all. He just let them fight. He first stood, then was beaten to his knees, and then changed into a lying position.

He didn't move to avoid, even he opened his hands and let them attack his lower abdomen.

There was no scream, no begging for mercy, not even a painful expression. Such human flesh sandbags make the thugs frustrated.

Finally, song Lezhi called to stop.

At the moment, Lu Shaoqiu's face was full of blood. He couldn't tell where the blood flowed from his wound. On his whole face, his facial features could not be distinguished clearly, only blood and a big smile could be seen.

A big, weird smile.

"Do you want to continue?" Song Lezhi asked, turning his wrist watch.

Lu Shaoqiu slowly propped up his body, and the scars made his movements very difficult. Every inch of movement should be painful for his body, but his expression seemed to enjoy it.

He finally failed to get up, just sat on the ground and supported himself with his hands from the back. He spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and said slowly in a gloomy and low tone: "I advise you to kill me. If you can't kill me today, we will never be separated in this life."

Lu Shaoqiu looked at Song Lezhi with a certain look.

Song Lezhi listened quietly to Lu Shaoqiu's words. Every word he heard, his eyes were cold.

In the end, his eyes seemed to have become two ice cones.

Two people in black clamped Lu Shaoqiu's arm from left to right, making him unable to move.

Song Lezhi took a pistol and walked towards Lu Shaoqiu step by step.

His ice like eyes were staring at Lu Shaoqiu's unprotected neck.

Looking at the terrible pistol full of death, Lu Shaoqiu had no fear on his face, but a mocking smile was aroused in the corners of his mouth.

Song Lezhi felt that the smile was particularly eye-catching. He wanted to completely eliminate the smile.

Destroy Lu Shaoqiu.

Song Lezhi came directly behind Lu Shaoqiu and quickly put a pistol against his neck.

"Are you afraid?" Song Lezhi asked.

Lu Shaoqiu's neck was held back and he couldn't breathe freely, so his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't recognize himself: "Song Lezhi, you're crazy! Covet your own sister. You want to go to hell and no one stops you, but you shouldn't pull Qingyao to accompany you!"

Song Lezhi looked down at Lu Shaoqiu from behind. His eyes seemed to look at a dead object - the person in front of him would no longer have life.

At this moment, all the elegance of song Lezhi disappeared, leaving only a terrible breath, like a ferocious Shura.

His hands were working hard, his veins were exposed, and his joints made a cluck.

Lu Shaoqiu's face gradually turned pig liver color. His neck hurt like it was about to crack, his Xiong cavity rose like it was about to explode, and his brain was dizzy because of lack of oxygen.

He was about to die, but there was still a mocking smile on his mouth.

Song Yue's hatred reached the extreme.

Over the years, he has seen Qingyao as precious as a treasure, and she is one of the best friends in his life