Chapter 230 You don’t know that you are wrong, you just know that you are going to die
Gao Lizheng did not hesitate at all, and did not give the ghost baby any chance to breathe.
The paper figures scattered around
all raised their arms like they were woven from bamboo strips and rice paper.
The movements were uniform and uniform. No bias.
There seems to be an invisible force quietly surging in the air.
The yellowed talisman paper draws sharp tracks in the air at a speed that is jaw-dropping. ,
Almost in the blink of an eye, raindrops rained down on the ghost baby.
These talisman papers fit perfectly on the ghost baby's deathly blue skin without any gaps.
It's like covering it with a layer of airtight and solid shackles.
The ghost baby tried to mobilize the frightening evil spirit in his body in an attempt to break through this bondage.
However, those seemingly fragile yellow papers became extremely tough and strong under the blessing of Gao Lizheng.
Under the yellow paper, the ghost baby's body began to twist violently.
It seemed that there were thousands of invisible big hands tearing hard under the yellow paper, trying to break free, but this It's all in vain.
As time slowly passed, the yellow paper and the ghost baby's body gradually merged with each other.
The originally dead blue skin gradually lost its original color under the coverage of the yellow paper. The luster turned into a strange waxy yellow color.
The ghost baby's struggle gradually weakened until it stopped completely.
In the end, as the last power dissipated without a trace,
the ghost baby's body collapsed completely limply and fell heavily to the ground.
It had become A lifeless paper doll, the strange power in the body was completely swallowed by the yellow paper,
Not a single trace was left.
"Let me go, I can change my ways, and I can also atone for everyone who has been hurt by me before."
Seeing Gao Lizheng's decisive killing, Huang Haibo couldn't help but panic.
Although he still retains some strange power as a trump card,
he has seen the current situation clearly. He is no match for Gao Lizheng at all, and there is no need to continue to hold on stubbornly. Go down.
It is better to beg Gao Lizheng for mercy and try to see if there is any hope of survival in this begging for mercy.
Huang Haibo lowered his posture to an extremely low level,
the previous aloof, ferocious look on his face was completely gone.
Seeing that Gao Lizheng was unmoved, Huang Haibo continued: "My daughter has been killed by you, and she paid the due price, which is also a harm to me.
I have already I know I was wrong.
If I were allowed to atone my sins to those people, it would be far more valuable than killing me directly. "
"You don't know that you are wrong, you just know that you are going to die. ”
The night was deep and low, and the villa was shrouded in a strange silence.
Only Gao Lizheng’s figure stood out in this dead silence.
Her face was as cold as frost, and she was unmoved. She just raised her hand gently.
In an instant, an inexplicable powerful energy surged in the air, and countless yellowed papers emerged out of thin air.
They circled and danced in the air, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into extremely sharp blades.
Sparkling with a cold light, like the scythe of death, weaving into a frightening yellow... Paper storm.
This storm carried an irresistible force and roared towards Huang Haibo and the middle-aged woman.
Inside the villa,
Every inch of space echoed with the sharp whistling sound of sharp blades cutting through the air, as well as the chilling sound of bone and flesh being ripped apart.
They are intertwined with each other to form a terrifying symphony of death.
Huang Haibo's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief and deep despair.
He tried to mobilize the strange power in his body to resist, but all his efforts seemed so feeble and in vain.
The yellow paper storm rolled in like a surging tide, completely engulfing him in an instant.
Each sharp blade cut his body accurately, making a creepy crackling sound.
His roar was so weak at that moment,
as if it was mercilessly swallowed by the roar of the storm, and finally turned into a silent despair.
At this moment, blood has become the most dazzling embellishment in this storm.
Huang Haibo's throat was cut cleanly by a sharp blade, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
But it was cut into pieces by the yellow paper blade that followed in an instant, turning into little blood drops,
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Floating in the air, but not a drop can touch the ground.
The fate of the middle-aged woman was equally miserable. She screamed in terror and tried to escape from this terrible storm.
However, the yellow paper storm followed closely and swept her up mercilessly. into it.
Her body also suffered cruel and merciless cuts, her clothes were torn and her flesh and blood were in pieces.
Blood and yellow paper intertwined with each other,
together they formed a frightening picture. The air was filled with an inextricably rich smell of blood and death.
In the entire villa, except for the whistling and cutting sounds of the yellow paper storm, there was no other sound.
Gao Lizheng stood there quietly, like a ruthless bystander, witnessing all this happening coldly.
There was no fluctuation in her eyes, only endless indifference and determination. Perhaps she had long been accustomed to such scenes.
Under the wanton destruction of this storm, every inch of space in the villa was filled with the breath of death, which made people shudder.
Soon, the villa became quiet.
Under the storm of yellow paper, there was no remains of minced meat or traces of blood on the ground.
There were only two white bones left in the villa. The once fresh flesh and blood on the white bones had been completely removed by sharp yellow paper.
The two skeletal corpses just stood there, still maintaining the posture of subconscious defense out of fear when they were alive.
"You still died too happily."
Gao Lizheng moved his fingers, and except for the main body, all the paper figures instantly turned into a pile of yellow paper and scattered on the ground.
Then Gao Lizheng took out a box of matches from his pocket, took out one, rubbed it gently and lit it.
Then he threw it towards the yellow paper on the floor.
The bright and extinguishing fire spread and burned instantly, and all the yellow paper no longer looked weird,
but became ordinary, just like ordinary yellow paper, it was instantly ignited.
The fire continued to spread, covering the entire villa in just a few breaths.
The fire illuminated the dark night.
Other residents nearby were quickly alerted by the fire here.
The security personnel from the wealthy area quickly ran over with fire extinguishers.
Other residents hurriedly dialed the fire alarm.
No one noticed the back of a young girl,
leaving quietly from the other direction of the flaming villa.
“Let’s go.”
Chu He opened his legs and walked in the direction where the girl left.
(End of this chapter)