solarly

On the road outside the town, Wendell and the others moved steadily forward, their faces grim with a stern aura.

Not far from them was the head of the beast, the stout man.

Seeing Wendell and the others step by step, the stout strong man subconsciously backed up slowly, his face even more grave and a touch pale.

Both shoulders had been pierced by bullets, and it was already quite good that he was able to hold back from screaming out, but that pain was still in his body after all, and his face naturally couldn't look any better.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Sam Gang couldn't help but snort coldly, a look of mockery in his eyes, "Outlaw, if you're not afraid of death, why do you still want to retreat?"

The stout, strong man's face was gloomy and his eyes were hostile as he clenched his teeth without uttering a word, only backing away slowly.

At the same time, his eyes were flickering slightly, as if he was looking for something.

"You don't need to look for anything, nor do you need to look any further, all your men are now lying on the ground and ……" Sam Gang smiled heatedly, "You will soon be going down to accompany them, outlaw! "

The stout, strong man, however, did not react to Sam Gang's words, he was only slowly backing away.

Ka ka ka!

Wendell directly pulled the bolt of the gun, holding the rifle in one hand, and advanced in stride.

"Ka ka ka~~!" Sam Gang similarly pulled the bolt of his rifle and laughed fiercely, "Son of a B_tch, still want to fight back again? Or hold us hostage again? You've lost both your hands, can you hold a gun? Let's see what you're going to threaten with this time!"

The burly man snapped at him with a look of resentment in his eyes, "It was you who deserved to die today!"

Sam Gang snorted, "Why does it have to be us who deserve to die? I think you're the one who deserved to die! Aren't the lives of these peasants lives? You can kill them whenever you like? B_____d, how dare you say such things to me!"

"How can there be a war where people don't die?" The burly man laughed coldly, and his eyes grew more and more spiteful: "If you hadn't taken my men out step by step, it would have been you who died now! All these mud-legged people, all of them would die too!"

"Holy Sh_t!"

Sam Gang was instantly furious, he casually brought his gun up, aimed it at one of the burly man's arms and pulled the trigger violently.

Ta-da-da-da ……

The bullet was all fired in one breath.

And the burly man's arm was hit with blood and flesh, the whole arm was almost completely smashed!

"Ah…!" He could no longer hold back and let out a miserable scream.

"Son of a B_tch, you so-called desperado knows pain too? Don't scream if you have the guts!" Sam Gang cursed angrily, his eyes rising with murderous intent, thinking about what this beast had done, Sam Gang wanted to shoot him right now!

"What's your name? Who sent you here?" Wendell arrived in front of the burly man and stared at him for a long time before suddenly opening his mouth and asking indifferently.

Wendell's tone was calm, sounding without the slightest bit of fire, as if he was talking to a no more ordinary stranger, just that kind of simple enquiry.

However, the stout man's miserable scream came to an abrupt end.

It was because he heard an ice-cold murderous intent from Wendell's words, causing the sweat hairs on his body to stand up instantly.

"Huff~~huff~~"

The extreme pain of having one arm smashed caused the stout strong man to pant violently, his face pale, beads of sweat continuously dripping down on his forehead, and that stout body, even more violently, trembled.

"Pop!"

Wendell grabbed the stout man's battered arm and casually shook it, "Answer me!"

"Ah…!"

A hysterical scream once again came out of the stout man's mouth, his eyes were staring outwards with dead eyes, as if they were a pair of dead fish eyes, his mouth was open wide, and his vocal cords rose high in his neck, showing how hysterical he was roaring.

The pain Wendell had brought him with this grab was absolutely heartbreaking!

"If you don't answer, you probably won't be able to keep your other arm either!" Wendell said with a calm expression, his hand gradually exerting force, bringing inhuman torture to that stout man, but it was as if he was only doing something that was no more than insignificant.

"Oooh~~~Hooo~~"

The burly man was trembling in pain, and a strange low roar came out of his mouth, he was really suffering to the extreme.

"Say!"

Wendell's tone was still very flat.

"Yes, if you have the guts, you can kill me!" The burly man couldn't even speak properly, the intense pain made his whole body tremble non-stop, and it even looked like if Wendell hadn't grabbed his arm, he would have fallen to the ground!

Wendell smiled and nodded: "Fine! Since you've asked for it how you want, then I'll do as you wish!"

Saying that, he smiled slightly and turned his head again, "Old Ploma, give me a dagger!"

Ploma Xelae immediately pulled out a dagger from his military boots, the sharp edge still reflected an eerie cold light that gave people goosebumps just by looking at it.

Wendell took the dagger and looked at the burly man and asked, "How do you want to die? 1 slash to death, or death by a thousand cuts?"

"Kill him by a thousand cuts!" Sam Gang roared, "This son of a B_tch deserves to be killed like this!"

"Whatever!"

The burly man was still trying to be a tough guy, gritting his teeth with a stiff neck.

Poof!

As soon as his words left his mouth, Wendell casually stabbed over with a knife.

In the next moment, the incomparably sharp dagger, at once, pierced through the other elbow of that stout man!

"…… ah-!"

The burly man's eyes instantly stared dead in the face and roared in agony.

Wendell was expressionless, only to see his wrist begin to turn, holding the dagger in the crook of that burly man's arm, stirring it up, blood flowing, while that pain was something that made one's scalp explode just thinking about it!

Shout!

As if Wendell didn't hear that strong man's miserable scream, with a flick of his wrist, the dagger directly cut the large tendon in the bend of the other man's arm.

"Ah ……"

The sturdy man's body almost spasmed in pain, and his body kept writhing, and one foot tried to kick over as if on condition, but it was blocked by Wendell's gently raised leg.

"Do you want to continue?" Wendell asked.

The strong man was trembling with pain and couldn't even answer Wendell.

An icy murderous look flashed in Wendell's eyes as he gripped his dagger and suddenly moved.

swish swish swish ……

Wendell stood in front of that strong man, his body didn't even move, but that one hand was flying up and down, even Sam Gang and Ploma Xelae, who were a meter or two away next to him, couldn't see his movements, they could only see his two hands moving, there was a shadow ……

Shout!

Another soft sound, Wendell suddenly stopped his hands, he jerked back a step and stood still, staring coldly at the sturdy man.

Ploma Xelae and Sam Gang both didn't quite understand because they hadn't seen Wendell's movements clearly before, they just knew that Wendell must have stabbed many times into this stout man's body, but what kind of effect he had ultimately achieved was not quite clear.

"Poof!" A sound.

A gap suddenly opened up in the burly man's shoulder, and the bright red flesh mixed with blood turned outwards, vaguely revealing the white bones inside.

Poof! Poof!

2 more soft sounds, his other shoulder, as well as at his collarbone, also similarly the skin and flesh turned over, blood slowly flowed down, still able to see some bones …… are deep bone visible wounds, moreover, this strong man's tendons were obviously also picked off!

to Sam Gang and Ploma Xelae, can not help but the corners of the eyes jumped twice!

Yet, this was not the end of it.

With all these wounds cracked, the body of that sturdy strong man was like a firecracker had been set alight, only to hear a series of sounds ringing out.

Poof!

Poof, poof, poof!

Wounds kept appearing on that burly man's body, flesh and skin splitting, large tendons being cut, wounds so deep that you could clearly see the gnarled white bones ……

Shoulders, collarbones, chest, lumbar vertebrae, hip bones, knees ……

But all the important joints on this sturdy man's body, all of them had wounds split open, each wound, so ghastly that his whole body seemed to be lynched!

Looking at the stout man's face, apart from being pale, there was not the slightest wound, everything was as if he was a normal person.

The next moment, however, he felt his body go limp and his whole body began to fall down, and a scene that made people's bodies tingle and their skulls explode appeared!

Because the large tendons had been cut and so many wounds were in critical areas, the muscles on his body alone could no longer support that strong man's heavy body, so his flesh began to be gradually torn from those gaping wounds, and his body sank inch by inch.

The knees were misplaced, tearing the muscles from his calves alive, white bone pushing against the outside!

The muscles of the hipbone were torn by the weight of the upper body, exposing the ghastly white waistbone!

The flesh near the collarbone and on the chest was torn by the weight of the head, exposing the ghastly white bones ……

This sturdy, strong man was, to my surprise, dismembered alive!

Barf!

As if he had become a puddle of mush, he fell limply to the ground, his eyes staring deadly, his eyes filled with disbelief and a strong sense of shock, as if he had been extremely frightened!

However, his chest was still rising and falling slightly, proving that he was not dead yet.

Wendell stepped on his face and moved his toes to set his face straight. Now he couldn't move anything else except his mouth, his eyelids and eyes, so even with his trachea being pressed, he couldn't move.

But now Wendell wasn't going to let him die yet, so he had to set his head straight.

And then, with a calm face, Wendell squatted down and stared at the burly man, saying indifferently, "This move, is called living dismemberment, you should be honored because this is the first time I use this tactic against someone else, so you pulled out the top!"

That sturdy strong man at this time, except for breathing, the whole person seems to have lost any consciousness, and it is not known whether it is painful, or he is scared silly ……