This is for Uncle Wu, who lost his granddaughter because of you and in the end was killed trying to protect me by your subordinate Direwolf!”
Zhang Yang finally could not prop his body up anymore. His arms became weak and he fell flat to the floor. His miserable cries could not relieve the excruciating pain coming from his legs at all.
“This is for Uncle Wu’s granddaughter, who you tortured to death because she was unwilling to endure your insults!”
His right hand was pierced through again. Zhang Yang already had no strength left to struggle. His face full of despair and fear, he begged for mercy intermittently with his mouth.
“This is for the young girl almost violated by you upstairs!”
When the tip of the spear pierced into Zhang Yang’s right hand, an explosion rang out immediately then blood, flesh and stone fragments were sent flying everywhere. The explosion had caused a hole about the size of a washbasin in the floor, and Zhang Yang’s entire right arm had been blown to pieces!
However, he had also passed out, either from the pain caused by the loss of the arm or from the shock wave of the explosion.
“You already passed out? Now you can’t experience the agony of the moment before death anymore. Isn’t this very convenient for you? Forget it. Just die unconscious!” Bai Yunfei looked at an unconscious Zhang Yang with an ice-cold expression. After pulling the spear back, he thrust it out again fiercely with a shake of his hand.
“The last strike is for all the poor people treated like insects, harmed and bullied by you!!”
Flickering a dazzlingly crimson light, the tip of the spear penetrated into Zhang Yang’s chest.
Straight through the heart!