4049: C4049 They Were Venting Their Anger(part Ii)

C4049 They Were Venting Their Anger(part Ii)

Lin Hao, who was watching from the side, once again covered his eyes and sighed. Was this Undead Evil Tiger really brainless? Or was it courting death to the point where it wanted to throw its life into the Undead Evil Tiger? Was there a trap in its brain? Knowing that Evil Emperor was still brooding over this matter, it still dared to admit that it was Evil Emperor's father. This was simply asking for a beating, wasn't it?2

Indeed, as expected, it didn't work out.

Evil Emperor pressed down on the Undead Evil Tiger and gave it another strike. It was so brutal that Lin Hao couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Tsk, tsk, tsk, seeking death. If he didn't seek death, he wouldn't die. In the end, this Undead Evil Tiger was a brainless Demon King. Or did he really think that Evil Emperor was a retard?

Rumble, rumble...

After a very violent and explosive hammer strike, the Undead Evil Tiger had already swollen into a pig's head. It looked like it was going to die soon, but it just didn't reach the point of dying. This was because Evil Emperor had always remembered Lin Hao's order to spare his life.

"How dare you admit that you are my father? I can tell you this clearly, my father was killed by you. All these years, he had been like a walking corpse. He had suffered a lot of rolling eyes in the Demonic Beast. Where are you? You are dissolute! My father was almost forced to the battlefield by you to die. You are the one who caused my family's death. You still dare to speak?!"

As Evil Emperor spoke, he gave another round of slaps, causing the Undead Evil Tiger to be dumbfounded. His mind went blank.

Undead Evil Tiger: I didn't say anything. Why did I have to take a beating before I said anything? Then, should I say it or not? Wait... He said, Father was almost forced to the battlefield by you to die? I remember that Golden Lion King did not go. I will admit your mother's suicide. But what does your father's death count as?

Do you need an explanation?

After the beating, Evil Emperor returned to his ferocious appearance.

However, Lin Hao, who was watching from the side, narrowed his eyes slightly. In the short period of time just now, Evil Emperor's mental state was clearly very volatile. Although it appeared to be normal, this fluctuating state basically caused Evil Emperor to become extremely dangerous. Lin Hao was afraid that Evil Emperor would not be able to control himself if there was another time.

The problem was, could this Undead Evil Tiger really control him?

If the Undead Evil Tiger didn't seek death, perhaps it would be fine, but... it was hard to say.

Evil Emperor did not speak anymore. He also did not know what to say.

In the endless torment of hatred, there were countless things that Evil Emperor wanted to say in his heart. He also thought that one day, he would press down on the Undead Evil Tiger and beat it up. He would complain about all the crimes of the Undead Evil Tiger. He had also thought about how to intimidate the Undead Evil Tiger, making it suffer in fear and uneasiness. He had even thought of tearing the Undead Evil Tiger into ten thousand pieces to vent the ruthlessness in his heart.

However, until he really pressed the Undead Evil Tiger to the ground and brutally beat it up, even the life of the Undead Evil Tiger had been completely controlled by Evil Emperor. However, Evil Emperor did not know what to do next.

That's right, Evil Emperor felt confused.

Just now, he tried to complain about the crime of the Undead Evil Tiger, but he found that when he was furious to the point of losing his mind, his words were so pale that he could not even say a single word. It even caused the Undead Evil Tiger to not be able to understand any of his thoughts. It was even unable to say out any of his feelings.

He tried to use the blood of the Undead Evil Tiger to wash away the grief on his body. He wanted the Undead Evil Tiger to cry out in pain to satisfy his pleasure. He wanted the Undead Evil Tiger to be terrified to comfort his wounds...

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