Chapter 932 Necklace
His pace was obviously very slow, but his speed was surprisingly fast. A man who was running away with his back turned was caught up and killed with a knife.
Bingzhuren's face was bright and dark, and the presiding judge who was being targeted was even more distressed. According to their speculation, the door in Gong Zhe's body was on the verge of collapse, but today they saw it , it’s all nonsense, this must be fake news released by the Xia family!
Damn it, it seems that Xiao Zongji did not lie to them. Many years ago, Xiao Zongji was assigned by them to use the pseudonym Qin Lan to lurk into the Xia family. Not long ago, the matter was exposed and he was killed.
Before he died, he sent out news confirming that Gong Zhe was in good health. As for the Xia family's secret collection of red contracts, it was completely a smoke bomb to confuse the public.
"Old ghost, let's join forces and kill him together with that person!" The presiding judge also knew that Gong Zhe had appeared. It was definitely difficult to resolve the matter today, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.
Although Gong Zhe is powerful, he is not unshakable, he just needs to pay a price.
"Don't be impulsive!" The black mist around the candle holder became thicker and thicker, and the candlelight reflected his face green. "When dealing with Gong Zhe, that man will not help us." Say these words At this time, he was also unwilling to give up. Today was a rare good opportunity. He could have caught them all in one fell swoop, but with the appearance of Gong Zhe, everything changed.
"Could he be holding on?" The presiding judge lowered his voice. He noticed that Gong Zhe's breath was not stable.
"Don't be careless, you may be pretending to show it to us." Bingzhuren was very cautious. He knew that even in the face of Gong Zhe, as long as he and the presiding judge cooperated, it would not be difficult to leave today. big.
But the current situation is that the presiding judge has been injured by Luo He. If he is accidentally injured by Gong Zhe again, the result will be difficult to say.
It is not impossible for both people to die here.
As for that person, they have an agreement, and they cannot direct matters beyond the agreement.
Ordinary disciples were completely incompetent in front of Gong Zhe. Coupled with the cooperation of his teammates, after a while, the people brought by the chief judge and others were killed.
From time to time gunfire rang out, it was Chief Wu and his men who were waiting for an opportunity to attack.
"Old ghost, we can't wait any longer." The presiding judge was a grumpy man. His already tall figure swelled again and he decisively chose to attack Gong Zhe. He was also betting that Gong Zhe was just a paper tiger. , it will break as soon as you poke it.
At this point, Bingzhuren cannot stay out of the matter. He knows that the presiding judge has a violent personality, but he has a unique vision. If he dares to take action against Gong Zhe, he may have really seen something.
The black mist gushes out without reservation. The candle holder raised the candlestick and stabbed Gong Zhe fiercely. The originally faint candlelight suddenly exploded, revealing faces in pain. .
The face was distorted and a harsh scream came out. Chief Wu and others couldn't help but cover their ears, but it was of no use. The sound seemed to come from the depths of their minds.
The most serious cases even started to bleed from their mouths and noses, and the scene was very horrifying.
A huge cross fell from the sky, and the chief judge used his killing move. Against an opponent like Gong Zhe, he did not dare to hold anything back. But the next second, the strike that was like divine punishment was actually blocked by Gong Zhe with one hand with a knife, and even He had enough energy to push back the candle-bearing people who were waiting for a sneak attack.
"Oops..."
The faces of the presiding judge and Zhu Bingren froze at the same time.
Misjudgment...
Without a single blow, the two of them no longer dared to fight and retreated quickly, but Gong Zhe would not give them a chance. The muscles all over his body bulged. The knife seemed to be alive in his hand, and it actually made a buzzing sound similar to excitement.
A blow was swung out without any skill, and the presiding judge blocked it with a cross in fear. A strange scene appeared. The next moment, the sword light suddenly became overlapping, as if countless swords were swung in an instant.
Before the presiding judge had time to call for help, he saw that the sleeve of his left arm holding the cross was shattered, followed by withered white skin, then muscles, and finally bones...
His left arm seemed to have been stuffed into a meat grinder, and it fell apart bit by bit in his frightened eyes, just like a video slowed down.
“Ah...ahh!!”
Seeing the judge’s left arm that had been turned into bones, the candle bearer’s eyes turned red. He stabbed the candlestick into his body, and the thick The blood flowed out and was instantly swallowed up by the things hidden in the black mist. The black mist expanded several times, like dark clouds floating on the ground.
The candle-bearing man led the black sea of mist and rushed towards Gong Zhe desperately, "I will fight with you!!"
Human faces surged in the sea of mist, and there were faint cries of women and sharp cries of children. Laughter seemed to be fused with countless negative emotions. It was a huge curse.
Facing Zhu Bingren's killing move, Gong Zhe swung out another sword, which could be cut into the sea of fog like a mud cow entering the sea.
The sea of mist surged up and enveloped him. For a time, cruel, bloody, struggling, painful, and various desperate scenes were injected into Gong Zhe's body, and a persuasive voice encouraged him in his ears. Holding him and using that knife to end his own life, it seemed that only in this way could he escape from the sea of suffering.
Gong Zhe looked along the voice and saw a face with delicate features and delicate features.
He was a child and looked a little shy, "Father, what are you doing?" The boy blinked and looked at Gong Zhe with eyes full of love.
Gong Zhe's sharp temperament suddenly froze.
The boy seemed to be inspired, and cautiously took a step closer to Gong Zhe, and asked in a timid voice: "Father, where is mother, where is mother?"
"She... ..." Gong Zhe's lips trembled. He looked at his hand. The knife that never left his body was gone, but instead, there was a silver necklace stained with blood.
“You killed your mother!” In a daze, the boy’s face changed. He became angry and resentful, as if he was going to pounce on him and bite him to death in the next second. “You killed your mother. , you killed her!”
Childish roars struck Gong Zhe like whips. He backed away helplessly, as if he wanted to escape because he didn't know how to explain to the child.
The child's mother is also a disciple. Her door is on the verge of collapse. She begs herself to kill her. She doesn't want to end up becoming that kind of terrifying thing that threatens the safety of him and the child.
Gong Zhe had killed too many people in his life, but only that one time, his hands were shaking badly.
He still remembered the way the boy wearing handcuffs and anklets looked at him while standing outside the car door before sending Chen'er away, "Sooner or later, I will kill you."
“I’m going to kill you!”
When his thoughts returned to reality, the boy pulled out two daggers from nowhere and stabbed Gong Zhe violently.
The sharp blade cut through the skin and came out from the back. The boy slowly lowered his head and saw that a folding knife had pierced the body. The next second, the hand holding the knife slightly exerted force and stirred. Broken boy's chest. (End of this chapter)