He walked to the head of his bed, stood on tiptoes, and reached under the pillow.

Then, pull out a book from the bookshelf.

Buddhist sutra in the left hand, claw hammer in the right hand, the ultimate form is online!

Han Lie slowly walked towards Kong Yize, tapping the edge of the metal bed with the hammer, making a harsh "sizzling" sound.

The feeling of terror is getting stronger.

When he walked up to Kong Yize, Han Lie suddenly swung his claw hammer.

The hammer head scraped against Kong Yize's face and hit the metal railing with a roar, making a loud bang.

"Come down!"

Han Lie's voice was neither serious nor angry, but it carried a strong firmness and calmness.

Kong Yize's whole body was agitated, he gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes.

I fuck your mother, it’s so... exciting...

After he finally recovered, he mustered up the courage to stare at Han Lie, only to meet a pair of eyes that had no emotion whatsoever and didn't even know where he was looking.

In the dark bedroom, there were only scattered moonlight.

In fact, some details were not clearly visible, but because the distance was close enough, Kong Yize felt a kind of emptiness and nothingness.

The man in front of you seems to be standing there, tilting his head, looking at you.

But in fact, he was just standing there, tilting his head, looking at something, but it was definitely not you.

Kong Yize couldn't feel any emotions.

There is only nothingness.

With a "swish" sound, Kong Yize's whole body trembled again, and all his hairs stood up.

He finally understood why everyone said this guy was mentally ill.

Grass!

Mental illness is awesome?!

Kong Yize cursed but got out of bed carefully.

Always tighten your glutes and don't dare to neglect anything.

He stood in front of Han Lie as if he was standing still.

Resist?

Next time, next time definitely...

Han Lie looked at the two robbers in front of him leisurely.

To say they look like zombies, they look more like Han Lie.

His whole body was stiff and stupid.

So far?

How is that possible!

Although Brother Lie has a broad mind, he would be extremely kind if he didn’t hit you. How could he let you go without paying a sufficient price?

"Squat down."

Han Lie knocked the escalator to the bed with a hammer, making a crisp sound.

The movement was not heavy, but it was like a knock on the brainstem of the two people, causing repeated vibrations in the deepest part of the brain.

Shan Zihao swooped and squatted obediently against the wall.

But Kong Yize gritted his teeth, his ugly face wrinkled into a lumpy bitter melon.

"Brother Lie, let me tell you whose idea it was..."

Bang!

Han Lie knocked on the metal escalator again, interrupting Kong Yize's explanation, and then spoke calmly.

"No need, I don't care. Squat down."

Kong Yize's eyes widened angrily and he suddenly clenched his fists.

If I could fucking squat down, would I still be fucking doting on you?!

If you say you won’t squat, you won’t squat!

Then, he strode to the wall, knelt down with a click...

He knelt down straight, then slowly sat down, then slowly sat down, and finally...successfully held it tight!

call……

Kong Yize showed a hint of relaxation on his face.

I'm not afraid of fighting.

Hammer, I’m not panicking either.

I'm just afraid that I won't be able to hold him during a fight, do you understand?

Shan Zihao has recovered a bit - he is still very scared, but his brain has regained some sense.

Therefore, I looked at Kong Yize strangely, with strong anger in his eyes.

When you're bragging, you're the craziest, and when you're licking, you're the most thorough. Damn it, don't be so cool!

Then he changed from the squatting position to the kneeling position without hesitation.

Then even Kong Yize, who is capable of fighting, is timid, so let’s not try too hard...

After the two brothers knelt down against the wall, Han Lie was stunned.

The way you act makes me feel unfulfilled...

But the things that needed to be done had to be done, so Brother Lie dragged over a chair and sat down in front of the two of them.

Two meters apart, on the right side is the ladder to Huang Wei's upper bunk.

He fiddled with the hammer with one hand, tapping it rhythmically on the ladder.

When, when, when...

Three seconds, never more, never less, full of rhythm.

With his back to the light, Han Lie's entire face was hidden in the shadows. He didn't speak, and knocked on the escalator without saying a word. He was blacker than a black boss, and more like a butcher than a butcher.

With each knock, Shan Zihao and Kong Yize's eyelids trembled.

Haohao's mentality was almost shattered.

Brother, how about you still scold me?!

Shan Zihao was extremely uncomfortable. Not only was his crotch wet and uncomfortable, but the psychological pressure was also huge, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Those young guys all said that Han Lie was a pervert. He didn't believe it before, but now he completely believes it.

Hanging oneself in the sky and playing with it in the middle of the night is something that humans do?

There is no one in the dormitory, what should I do if I accidentally kill myself?

You really don’t take human life seriously...

Now silent again...

Brother, what are you thinking about? Can you give me a way to survive?

The more Haohao thought about it, the more frightened he became. Holding back his tears, he apologized tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Brother Lie. You have a lot, please let us go... I'll give you the money!"

Han Lie did not respond, but looked at Shan Zihao with strange eyes.

It's not okay to ask for money.

That's called illegal detention + extortion, and it's written in the criminal law.

As long as I don't threaten you, it means you don't want to leave. No matter where you file the lawsuit, you won't be found guilty of illegal detention.

Then, Han Lie showed a crooked dragon king-like evil smile - due to the light behind them, Shan Zihao and Kong Yize could only see that Han Lie seemed to be smiling, which made the feeling even more terrifying.

When he opened his mouth again, he was all frightened.

"You have affected my cultivation..."

His voice was dry, without any emotion, and his speaking speed was slow and floating. It was really a bit hellish.

Kong Yize felt like he couldn't hold him anymore, so he hurriedly put down his face and begged for mercy: "Brother, I know I was wrong. Please let me go to the toilet and beat me when I come back..."

Dang!

What he responded to was a gentle knock.

Once every three seconds, resolutely and accurately, he didn't even let him finish his words.
To be continued...