Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 334: Brothers quarrel

Baili Pang'er pounced like an enraged wild boar, leaping directly over the wide office desk.

The documents and exquisite ornaments on the table were blown all over the place by the strong wind he brought.

With a dull thud, his feet landed firmly on the ground, shaking the floor slightly.

He was like an enraged lion, his eyes blazing with anger as he stared at Baili Jing'er who was sitting in the boss chair.

"Baili Jing'er!" Baili Pang'er's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying with it a terrifying murderous aura.

"My Baili family has treated you well! You ate, drank, and used my things, and now that you've grown wings, you want to bite back?!"

His chest heaved violently, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, his anger almost igniting him.

"How has my Baili family ever wronged you?!"

He roared, and his saliva sprayed on Baili Jing'er's face, but it didn't change his color at all.

Baili Pang'er's emotions were completely out of control. He pointed at Baili Jing'er, his fingers trembling.

"Don't act so innocent! Do you think I'm a fool?!"

He roared at the top of his lungs,

"Don't think I don't know. The man in black who wanted to kill me last time in the back mountain was the one you sent, right?!"

"And the car accident the day before yesterday in the city center was also your fault, right?!"

"Fuck you! I've been so good to you, yet you actually want to kill me? Has your conscience been chewed by a dog?!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger that he had suppressed for days.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles crackling, like an enraged bull, ready to charge at his prey at any moment.

"Today, I'm going to let you know what happens when you offend me!"

Baili Pang'er completely lost his mind, roared, and raised his fist as big as a sandbag.

With a whistling sound, it hit Baili Jing'er's face hard.

Wherever the fist passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

His punch was filled with endless anger and hatred, and he wished he could smash the hypocritical bastard in front of him into pieces with one punch.

A hideous smile appeared on the corner of Baili Pang'er's mouth, as if he had already seen Baili Jing'er being beaten black and blue, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Just as his fist was about to land on Baili Jing'er's face, his right hand slowly rose up.

Baili Jing'er slowly raised his right hand, and an ancient ring flashed a faint green light between his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, the ring turned into a pair of jade armor gloves, steadily catching Baili Panger's powerful fist.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk,"

Baili Jing'er's eyes were playful, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Fatty, your fist is so soft, just like tickling."

Fatty Baili's face suddenly changed, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

How can this be?

!

With this punch of his, even a cow can be knocked down!

He subconsciously wanted to take out the forbidden item his father had given him from his pocket.

But he was shocked to find that his mental power was completely sealed!

The forbidden object lay quietly in his pocket like a cold stone, without any reaction.

"Want to use the gadget your dad gave you?"

Baili Jing'er seemed to see through his thoughts, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"What a pity, it's just a decoration now." He pushed it gently, and Baili Pang'er's fat body staggered back a few steps.

Baili Pang'er widened his eyes in astonishment, and a strong sense of unease surged in his heart.

He looked at Baili Jing'er in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice: "You...what did you do to me?!"

"What have you done?"

Baili Jing'er's tone was playful.

"Fatty, do you still remember the buns we had this morning? How did they taste?"

Fatty Baili was stunned, and then his expression became even uglier.

The buns in the morning...

He suddenly remembered that he and his mother were the only ones who had eaten the buns this morning.

Is it...

"No! Impossible! My mother..."

Baili Pang'er shook his head violently. He didn't want to believe that his mother would harm him!

"hehe,"

Baili Jing'er sneered,

"Your mother? She's much more cruel than you think!"

He swung a punch, hitting Baili Pang'er in the abdomen.

"Ugh!" Fatty Baili groaned, fell to his knees while holding his stomach, his face pale.

The severe pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Baili Jing'er looked down at him with a cold gaze, "Actually, I'm not capable of planning those assassinations alone..."

"I'm not capable of planning those assassinations by myself..."

Baili Jing'er's voice floated in the air like a ghost.

Every word was like a sharp thorn, piercing Baili Panger's heart.

Fatty Baili stood there in shock, his already pale face becoming even paler.

He felt his mind go blank and buzzing, as if the whole world had collapsed.

Baili Jing'er slowly squatted down, grabbed Baili Pang'er's hand, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Baili Pang'er's hand bones shattered.

The intense pain made Baili Pang'er's body tremble violently, but he clenched his teeth.

He swallowed back the scream that was about to burst out.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead and his face became even paler, but he still stubbornly refused to utter a single groan.

"Still quite tough?" Baili Jing'er stood up suddenly, raised his foot, and kicked Baili Pang'er hard in the chest.

"boom"

With a dull thud, Fatty Baili's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

He fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

His body twitched violently, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

His eyes began to blur and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Who...who wants to harm me..."

Fatty Baili used up his last bit of strength and uttered a few words with difficulty, his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Baili Jing'er walked up to him, looked down at him, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Want to know who wants to kill you?"

He paused, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

"Then I will mercifully tell you..."

"The one who wants to kill you is none other than your beloved...father."

Baili Jing'er's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in Baili Pang'er's ears.

"No...impossible..."

Baili Pang'er shook his head with difficulty, blood continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth, staining the ground red, like a gorgeous blooming flower.

He felt his body getting colder and colder, and his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, but he still stared at Baili Jing'er intently.

Baili Jing'er chuckled, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"How is it impossible? Think about it carefully. Over the years, has your father's attitude towards you really been like that of a father towards his own son?"

Baili Pang'er's eyes were dull, and his thoughts surged like a tide.

Growing up, his father's attitude towards him was indeed a little strange.

He always had a stern face and rarely smiled, even when he achieved something.

He just nodded faintly and never showed any appreciation.

He was always extremely strict with him and would be severely punished for any mistake.

He didn't even allow him to get involved in the core affairs of the family, always excluding him as if he was just an insignificant outsider.

"You have average talent, but you have the best resources of the Baili family. Why do you think that is?"

Baili Jing'er's voice was like the whisper of a devil, constantly eroding Baili Pang'er's mind.

"Your mother was born in a humble family, just an ordinary maid. How could she become the wife of the head of the family?"

"Do you really think your father truly loves her?"

Baili Fatty's body trembled violently. He remembered how his mother always tried to please his father carefully.

I always silently endure my father's indifference and harsh criticism.

He remembered that his mother always secretly gave him extra food and always gently comforted and encouraged him.

He thought of his mother who always stayed up all night to take care of him when he was sick.

"You and your father have nothing in common, whether in appearance, personality or talent."

Baili Jinger continued,

"Before your mother married your father, she had a relationship with a gifted swordsman..."

Baili Jing'er squatted down, leaned close to Baili Pang'er's ear, and whispered softly, "You are nothing but a bastard."

Baili Pang'er's eyes suddenly widened and his pupils contracted violently, as if he had heard the most terrifying curse in the world.

He felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and breathing became difficult.

His mind was blank and buzzing, as if the whole world had lost its color.

Baili Jing'er looked at Baili Pang'er's expression with satisfaction, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more cruel.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing..."

He paused, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

"Your real name isn't actually Baili Fatty..."

"Your name is..."