107: Chapter 107 Survival? Or Death!
Luo Xiu lay on the ground, watching the retreating back of Jia Lun, the anger and unwillingness in his heart burning like a raging fire.
The fists and kicks of the lackeys fell like raindrops; he could only curl up his body, trying his best to protect himself.
He did not know how long he had been beaten, only feeling as if his whole body was falling apart, every inch of skin and every bone transmitting piercing pain.
Just when Luo Xiu felt he could no longer hold on.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Several crisp sounds rang out, the noise appearing exceptionally abrupt in the silence, and immediately he felt the surroundings fall into an eerie stillness.
He slowly opened his swollen eyelids, looking over with great effort.
He saw that the surroundings were filled with severed limbs and remains, blood staining the ground red, and the air was permeated with a thick, bloody scent.
The scene was like an Asura hell, chilling to the bone.
Luo Xiu's stomach heaved, and he almost vomited.
He endured the severe pain in his body and the fear in his heart, trying to figure out exactly what had happened.
At this moment, a black shadow slowly walked over from the distance.
The sound of footsteps was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent atmosphere, and every step seemed to tread upon Luo Xiu's heart.
Before the black shadow even approached, Luo Xiu noticed that the figure was dragging two people with weak breaths in its hands.
Luo Xiu focused his gaze, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.
His pupils contracted sharply, and his throat felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, unable to make a sound.
Those two people were actually faces he could not be more familiar with—his parents!
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Every time Qin Xiaogan arrived in a city, he would make a point to leave some time for that city. The time it takes to drink a pot of wine.
Today, he had been leisurely warming wine in a private room of the restaurant, and the events happening on the street below actually struck him as quite interesting.
A seven or eight-year-old child experiencing the most painful torment in the human world—what kind of person would he become? Qin Xiaogan was very curious.
Therefore, Qin Xiaogan prepared to add more dry firewood to this raging fire of torment.
The corners of Qin Xiaogan's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile. Immediately after, his figure flashed, and like a ghost, he arrived where Luos parents were.
Luos parents stood stiffly on the balcony, their faces deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror.
Two people behind them held straight blades pointed at their waists, the edges flashing with a cold light in the sunlight.
Seeing this scene, Qin Xiaogan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Who goes there!? How dare you come up to Chengwang Pavilion!" An angry shout came.
Qin Xiaogan gave a cold glance, a flash of cold light passing through his eyes.
The two thugs' bodies instantly expanded, and immediately following a loud "bang," they burst apart, shredded meat flying everywhere and blood splashing, like a bloody rainstorm.
Seeing this, Luos parents were filled with terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"Thank you for saving us, my Lord!" Luos father said, his voice trembling.
Qin Xiaogan said indifferently: "Truly moving."
"Seemingly selling your son, but in reality, protecting his life." "It really is the pitiable heart of parents everywhere."
Upon hearing this, tears gushed from Luos mother like a spring. She fell to her knees with a "thump," sobbing uncontrollably as she spoke.
"My Lord, I beg you to save my son. The great calamity is approaching; without a King-level expert to lead him, he will hardly have a chance of survival."
"Human nature is indeed like this; it loves to push its luck."
Qin Xiaogan waved his right hand lightly. "Snap!" A crisp and bone-chilling snapping sound rang out, and Luos mother's left leg instantly broke; the broken bone pierced through the skin and flesh, blood gushing out, instantly staining the ground beneath her feet red.
"Ah!" Luos mother immediately let out a shrill scream, the sound piercing through the sky, filled with pain and despair.
Her face was twisted from the severe pain, her hands tightly clutching her broken leg, her body trembling incessantly.
Seeing this, Luos father's face instantly turned deathly pale; his legs went weak, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing like a pestle pounding garlic, begging for mercy.
"My Lord, spare us! My wife was just confused for a moment. She absolutely did not intend to offend you, my Lord; I beg you to show mercy and spare her life."
Qin Xiaogan looked coldly at Luos father kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with indifference, as if looking at an insignificant ant.
"Let us play a game, shall we?"
Luos father propped up his forehead, which was stained with blood from kowtowing, his eyes full of terror and confusion, and asked with a trembling voice, "My Lord, what game? As long as you can spare my wife and child, I am willing to do anything."
The corners of Qin Xiaogan's mouth hooked into an arc, an arc that carried a touch of mockery.
"If you kill Luo Xiu with your own hands, you may live." "If Luo Xiu kills you with his own hands, he may live." "How about it, isn't it fun?" Qin Xiaogan's eyes revealed madness, as if he were enjoying a farce.
What is most feared is for the air to suddenly fall into silence.
Luos father and Luos mother stared at Qin Xiaogan with dull faces, their eyes empty and lifeless, as if their souls had been extracted.
Luos father's lips trembled, but he could not utter a single word, while Luos mother's body went soft, collapsing to the ground, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
"Devil! You are a devil!" Luos father finally let out a roar.
Qin Xiaogan, however, was expressionless: "My patience... is limited."
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Luo Xiu's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, his limbs instantly becoming incomparably cold. "Dad! Mom!" Luo Xiu finally managed to squeeze these two words out from his throat, his voice filled with a crying tone and trembling.
However, his parents could not respond to him, only slightly moving their lips, as if they wanted to say something.
Qin Xiaogan threw a long sword towards Luo Xiu, looking at him playfully. Luo Xiu looked at the long sword on the ground in disbelief, saying in terror, "Who exactly are you?... And what is the meaning of this?"
At this moment. Luos father took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and said sternly:
"Useless trash! If not for you, how would we have offended his Lordship? You really deserve to die! If I had known, I never should have given birth to you; you are just a money-losing thing!" His voice carried endless anger and resentment, as if Luo Xiu were the greatest calamity of his life.
"Why don't you hurry up and kowtow to apologize to his Lordship!" Luos father's eyes widened in anger, the veins on his forehead bulging.
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiu's eyes instantly turned blood-red, like a burning fire, and he gritted his teeth, saying: "Absolutely not! I, Luo Xiu, kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, and kneel to my parents; there is absolutely no possibility of me kneeling to him!"
"Pah!" Luos mother spat a mouthful of saliva fiercely at Luo Xiu, the saliva splashing onto Luo Xiu's face, her face twisted from anger.
"Not listening to your parents' words is unfilial! Kneel! Little beast, you were picked up by us in the first place; did you really think you had a real father and mother?"
"You are just a little beast with no father and no mother!" Luos mother's voice was sharp and ear-piercing, like a curse.
"Mom, you..."
"Don't call me Mom, who is your Mom?" Luos mother ruthlessly interrupted him, her eyes devoid of any warmth, holding only complete disgust and disdain.
At this moment, Qin Xiaogan's untimely voice rang out. "Luo Xiu, kill them, and I will grant you the power to destroy the entire world."