K's throat was moving, he looked very nervous.
But it's not his fault that anyone would be extremely nervous with a gun pointed to their back of the head.
Pity to see that he simply came for the rent according to the contract date. Kechou, who has no job, relies on the inheritance of parents' left houses to survive. He is just relying on collecting rent money to get by.
However, no one could have imagined being held at gunpoint as soon as he went upstairs!
Kechou recognized who it was from the tattoo pattern of three skulls in a triangle on the arm holding the gun - it's the notorious Skull Gang of this neighborhood!
And it's not just an ordinary person in the Skull Gang. Kechou has been in this neighborhood for quite some time. He knows that those who have the privilege of tattooing three skull heads in a triangle shape are core members in the Skull Gang and generally senior enforcers have such tattoo rights!
He cursed his tenant, Li Wei, in his heart. Who else wouldthe Skull Party, those madmen? Ke Zhou had never liked bounty hunters. They were always causing trouble and easily brought problems home with them. He rememberedthat last year, three people had died in his house. All of them were bounty hunters, and all had died due to vendettas or conflicts over interests.
Those bounty hunters really are...
If they wanted to court death themselves, that would be fine, but this time they dragged him into it as well.
Ke Zhou even maliciously thought that the members of the Skull Party would quickly finish off Li Wei with two gunshots and put an end to the matter! He swore that from then on, he would never rent his house to bounty hunters who were prone to getting involved in trouble!
As he was thinking, the door creaked open from the inside.
Ke Zhou suddenly felt a strong force on his shoulder and was pushed aside by the Skull Party gunman behind him.
Immediately after, he who fell to the ground heard three gunshots going "Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A flash of fire burst from the gun's muzzle, KeChou looked inside the door, but he didn't see the Li Wei who should have been lying in a pool of blood. There was nothing behind the door!
He was stunned, and the gunman was also stunned.
Within the dark shadows inside the door, a fair arm suddenly stretched out and grabbed the killer's hand holding the gun.
The gunman was greatly alarmed and instinctively pulled the trigger violently, with bullets from the pistol firing wildly in all directions!
KeChou screamed loudly, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh, obviously hit by a ricocheting bullet.
But no one paid attention to him.
Under the control of his wrist by that person from the Skull Gang, although he pulled the trigger, none of the shots hit Li Wei standing in front of the door.
Immediately after, Ke Ming saw a flash of white blade light before his eyes. In the next moment, amidst his screams, he was choked by the blood that splashed into his mouth.
He witnessed Li Wei, with one hand gripping the pistol and the other holding a gleaming short blade, swiftly and nimbly slicing off the gun-wielding Bone Party member's arm!
The bald gunman screamed in agony, while Li Wei, with a stern expression, stepped forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and dragged him indoors.
Then, Li Wei looked at Ke Ming, who was clutching his thigh in the corner.
Before Li Wei could speak, Ke Ming stammered, "B-b-big brother, today I saw nothing, the injury on my leg was from a careless gunshot when I was playing with the gun!"
Li Wei said with a smile: "You're quite sensible. Just stay here for me and don't go anywhere unless I open the door, you heard that?"
"Yes, yes, yes... I heard!"
"Good boy." Li Wei patted him on the head as if stroking a puppy, then closed the door.
He wasn't worried that his landlord would run away. With that guy's timid character, he probably wouldn't dare to leave the door without his permission.
At this moment, he was more concerned about the person from the Skull gang who had been dragged inside by him last time, had lost a hand, and was screaming in agony.
Li Wei realized that he knew this guy - "Bald" Hu Wei, a notorious hooligan in the 17th Street. In his early years, he roamed the streets to collect protection money, known for his ruthlessness. However, it's unknown when he joined the Skull gang and became a core thug.
In Westdom City, guns are not that easy to obtain, at least not something ordinary people can get their hands on.
Hu Wei clearly recognized him as well.
"Li Wei, don't be complacent!" He was holding his broken hand, his face pale, but he still said with a stiff mouth: "It's just the most ordinary bounty hunter, the trash that can't even afford to unlock genes! Do you know that you have offended someone you can't afford to offend? Today you even dare to cut off one of my hands, let me tell you, your life is in danger!"
Li Wei lightly uttered a sentence: "I found that you do not realize the current situation."
He originally wanted to ask about some situations, but seeing it like this now, he changed his mind.
The broken hand seemingly can't crush Hu Wei's will, Li Wei plans to deal with this guy again, so that he can recognize that what he is facing is no longer the Li Wei of the past.
He stepped on Hu Wei's broken hand injury with one foot, and immediately, the bald thug's whole body convulsed in severe pain.
"You better kill me now!" Hu Wei shouted in pain: "Otherwise, when I recover, sooner or later I will make sure you won't have a good death!"
Li Wei chuckled and said, "Hoodlums in this era are just the same as before the apocalypse. Apart from being fierce, they don't have any other abilities."
"What is before the apocalypse?" Hu Wei asked with trembling lips.
Li Wei wouldn't answer him this question, he continued: "Hu Wei ah, have you heard the word 'Ling Chi'?"
Of course Hu Wei would not have heard of this vocabulary, but he could feel a shiver-inducing chill from Li Wei's dangerous eyes.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "You...don't divert the topic, I warn you, let me go quickly! I can still consider leaving you with a whole body!
Without a care in the world, Li Wei continued, "The so-called 'lingchi,' or 'death by a thousand cuts,' is when a small knife is used to make numerous shallow cuts on your body. Each cut is painful, but not bleeding much and not dying quickly. You can only helplessly watch me make these cuts on you, feeling the pain, until I have cut you all over and you're no longer recognizable. You can watch yourself slowly bleed to death amidst the intense pain and despair."
"With a master at this, the process could last for three days and three nights. But I'm not that skilled. I estimate I can ensure you don't bleed out within half a day."
Hu Wei's face had turned even paler due to blood loss, and now it was completely drained of color, with even his lips showing no trace of blood.
His teeth were chattering, he instinctively didn't believe what Li Wei said, but in his mind he couldn't help but imagine that scene, to fantasize about the taste of the impending pain.
Li Wei knew that although Hu Wei didn't speak, it was obvious that he was afraid.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he decided to personally try the kind of torture he described, one that only existed in ancient times even before the apocalypse.
Additionally, a bit of "ingredient" can be added.
Li Wei has become quite proficient in using the genjutsu of the Mangekyo Sharingan. While directly controlling someone's thoughts is difficult, it's very easy to give psychological suggestions that deepen the sensation of pain.