My Four Other Selves Chapter 96
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He rolled his eyes but then continued to fight with Senior Zhang Yong who was struggling to be on his feet properly, the demon immediately knocked him down again and then ground his face on the floor.
Everyone was fighting now, Zhang Yong was fighting with those men on the right side while Fuzzy was fighting with the man on the left side.
Soo-mi was in the center standing proudly looking at them getting beaten up.
Zhang Yong was also fighting but as soon as his eyes fell on Senior Zhang Yong getting beaten up by that demon badly, he let go of those demons with whom he was fighting and immediately rushed over towards them to save Senior Zhang Yong.
He took long strides towards them and in no time he was there beside them, he hit the demon with his leg who was sitting on Senior Zhang Yong. His leg hit him so hard that he just stumbled a little and fell on the other side.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Yong asked Senior Zhang Yong with a worried look on his face and helped him get up from the floor.
"Hmmm." Senior Zhang Yong growled a little with pain as he got up from the floor with blood oozing out of his mouth.
That demon now also stood up from the floor and approached them with a furious look on his face. But as soon as he could, Soo-mi was fast and she came towards Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong half turned and half stepped back, toward the other side, a fluid quarter circle, shoulders and all, and like he knew she would, Soo-mi moved toward him, faster than he was moving, off-script and involuntary, ready to grab him.
Zhang Yong kept it going long enough to let the momentum establish, and then he whipped back through the reverse quarter-circle toward her.
There was no passion or anger, or any emotion at all. This was a good example of how tone can affect a scene.
His hands reached down and grabbed her by the neck. He felt like he was herself.
He watched himself drag Soo-mi into the bush and beat her down to the ground.
His fists cluttered her face and he put a hole in her stomach.
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Soo-mi cried and begged. Her voice twitched. "Don't kill me, don't kill me…"
Zhang Yong saw her eyes and made sure not to meet them, and he put his fist onto her nose to eliminate any vision she might have had.
She was hurt, badly hurt, but he kept going. He needed to make sure she couldn't move by the time he was done with her.
He can now smell how scared she was.
It poured out of her. It reached up and stuffed itself into his nose.
He saw her eyes and made sure not to meet them – he didn't want to be associated with this. No matter how hard he tried to be strong he was still hurt to beat the girl he always loved, he wasn't able to look her straight in the eyes.
He was just about to land one more punch on his face when all of a sudden her eyes fell on the sword which he kept on the back of his pants.
Not wasting a minute more he pulled out that sword and then he pointed that sword directly at Soo-mi.
Her eyes widened but before she could say anything Zhang Yong put that sword inside him. The sword went directly to his head.
Soo mi's scream thundered across the area. The sword broke her bottom right incisor, tore through her palate, just above her upper teeth, punched through the lower bone of her eye socket, and broke through the skin just in front of her left ear. She staggered back, then dropped down into a sitting position.
Pain shot through her head. The blood dripped warmly down her cheek. Her left eye wouldn't focus.
Everyone's eyes were now on Zhang Yong and on Soo-mi who soon fell on the floor.
Zhang Yong saw her body lying lifelessly on the floor. He didn't know what had gotten inside him but somehow his eyes were turning red, he wasn't that boy anymore.
It looked like another man was coming inside him who was more dangerous and more terrifying. He now looked here and there to find Senior Zhang Yong and he did find him staring at him.
Everyone was looking at him too with a confused look on their face but then some in the back were looking at him with fear in their eyes. But before Zhang Yong could do anything else all those demons just vanished away.
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Zhang Yong held his head up high as he looked at the only demon left there.
He was already scared of Zhang Yong but when he saw the red eyes of Zhang Yong he stumbled back on his steps.
He couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing and he just didn't want to.
"That... that's not... possible…"
He said with disbelief and the next moment he saw Zhang Yong approaching him.
Zhang Yong now had a smirk on his face as he went near him.
His one step caused him to take some steps back. He now wanted to run away from there but his legs were just fixed and his body wasn't allowing him to run away from there.
Zhang Yong was just a little away from him when he now took long strides towards him and in no time he was in front of him but this time he was dangerously close to him as he jumped and pounced on him.
"Goodbye," he whispered in his ear and pushed him back.
He was just stumbling when all of a sudden Zhang Yong tightened his hold on his sword again and pointed it towards him directly.
Soon he started to hit that demon with his sword not just once. He hit him again and again
Every hit was the one that ripped him from this existence, that silenced him for eternity and made his eyes dull.
"Dead."
Zhang Yong smirked at that man laying in front of him with no life left inside him...
That... that's not... possible…"
He said with disbelief and the next moment he saw Zhang Yong approaching him.
Zhang Yong now had a smirk on his face as he went near him.
His one step caused him to take some steps back. He now wanted to run away from there but his legs were just fixed and his body wasn't allowing him to run away from there.
Zhang Yong was just a little away from him when he now took long strides towards him and in no time he was in front of him but this time he was dangerously close to him as he jumped and pounced on him.
"Goodbye," he whispered in his ear and pushed him back.
He was just stumbling when all of a sudden Zhang Yong tightened his hold on his sword again and pointed it towards him directly.
Soon he started to hit that demon with his sword not just once. He hit him again and again
Every hit was the one that ripped him from this existence, that silenced him for eternity and made his eyes dull.
"Dead."
Zhang Yong smirked at that man laying in front of him with no life left inside him...That... that's not... possible…"
He said with disbelief and the next moment he saw Zhang Yong approaching him.
Zhang Yong now had a smirk on his face as he went near him.
His one step caused him to take some steps back. He now wanted to run away from there but his legs were just fixed and his body wasn't allowing him to run away from there.
Zhang Yong was just a little away from him when he now took long strides towards him and in no time he was in front of him but this time he was dangerously close to him as he jumped and pounced on him.
"Goodbye," he whispered in his ear and pushed him back.
He was just stumbling when all of a sudden Zhang Yong tightened his hold on his sword again and pointed it towards him directly.
Soon he started to hit that demon with his sword not just once. He hit him again and again
Every hit was the one that ripped him from this existence, that silenced him for eternity and made his eyes dull.
"Dead."
Zhang Yong smirked at that man laying in front of him with no life left inside him...Soon he started to hit that demon with his sword not just once. He hit him again and again
Every hit was the one that ripped him from this existence, that silenced him for eternity and made his eyes dull.
"Dead."
Zhang Yong smirked at that man laying in front of him with no life left inside him...
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