Chapter 5 Hidden Killing 2

But the horror is far more than that. Xu Jiaojiao barely opened her eyelids, but she didn't see her companion who had just been with her, "Big boss? Where are you? The second? The third brother? Where are you? However, in response to her, it is always the flying sand and walking stones all over the sky. There was a little uneasiness in my heart, and my hand pulled my self-defense weapon harder. Suddenly, there was a vague figure in front of her, with a happy face. He approached the man. When he took her to take a closer look, he saw a stranger raising a knife and slashed at her. In the flash, he immediately pulled out the rainstorm pear needle from his sleeve and shot at the man. The needle was very poisonous, and the man would definitely die after being hit by the needle.

There was a scream, followed by the pain of being slapped. With that slap, Xu Jiaojiao only felt that her eyes were golden, and she couldn't recover for a moment.

"Lao Si, what are you doing!" The scar man scolded in shock and couldn't believe the scene that had just happened in front of him. They have been born and died for so many years, and their brothers who have been working together in the world for many years have been killed by their own families? How can he believe this?!

Xu Jiaojiao covered the swollen side face with her hand and fixed her eyes. She saw that the boss was lying on the ground, his eyes were wide open, his face was ferocious, and he couldn't close his eyes. His eyes were unbelievable. His face was full of dense needles, and the second brother and the third brother glared at him with horror. He was so scared like an electric shock that he dropped the murder weapon in his hand. His face was pale. He fell to the ground and shook his head, "How could this happen? How could this happen? I obviously killed a stranger. He wanted to kill me, so I sent him a needle. How could he be the boss? I swear, I really killed a stranger! Really, you believe me!" As if afraid that they would not believe her, Xu Jiaojiao tried her best to drag her almost paralyzed body close to them, grabbed their clothes, and tried to show her innocence in this way. However, the already trembling body showed how flustered she was at this time, and the body on the ground was so dazzling to remind the bloody fact.

"It's this formation. It will make us fantasize, let us kill each other and never die." Lao San, who was silent, suddenly frowned and said that his words were endless and his heart was like ashes. Obviously, he had realized the seriousness of this problem. It turns out that this is the real horror of this formation!

And the man who controls everything outside the battle, the man who is not like ordinary, did not intend to let us survive from the beginning! He really wants us to die!

Looking at Lao Si muttering to himself, listening to Lao San's cursed conclusion, smelling the strong smell of blood from the array, the breath of death instantly came to his face like a tide, patting the heart, suffocating.

The scar man turned to his face and admired the culprit of all this expressionlessly. He only felt that there was a setback and fear in his heart that had never been seen before. With a "bang-", he hit his knees heavily on his knees, and begged humbly and begged, "Please let us go. We are just being ordered to act." With deep panic in earnest. Chaos. He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die, he wants to live. Only those who are on the verge of death know how difficult it is to live and understand the expectation and pursuit of life.

With a slight raise of eyebrows, the iceberg face, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally has a different look, but he still doesn't say anything, as if the massacre in front of him is just watching a performance.

The scar man wants to be desperate. If he says that the mastermind behind the scenes can exchange for his own breath, go to his bullshit morality!" What we point to is-"

"Second!" The third brother shouted and interrupted, "Do you think he will let us go if he says it? After saying that, we are really dead!"

"However," the scar man suddenly put his hands on his head, showing extreme pain. The long scar lurking on his face was also extremely twisted and twisted due to the distortion of his face, which was ferocious and horrible. Shit, the willpower is getting weaker and weaker. It's like countless ants gnawing their nerves and flesh in their brains, and it's like someone stabbing his head with a needle. The pain is about to explode! He almost couldn't control himself and beat his head desperately to relieve the unspeakable pain.

"Second, are you in pain?" The third brother asked the scar man. I don't know if it was an illusion. There was almost no urgency and anxiety in his tone. On the contrary, it was a strange calmness, which was strange.

"Yes, second brother, my head hurts. What should I do? Ah, it hurts!" The scar man had rolled all over the ground in pain and did not notice the third brother approaching step by step.

"If that's the case, second brother, why don't I help you?" He approached little by little, but only a few steps away. His second brother did not see the strange curvature slowly pulling up from the corners of his mouth.

"Quick, help me, I'm dying."

"Em, right away, I'll help you free, second brother-"

He hadn't carefully understood the specific meaning of "relief" in Lao San's mouth. Suddenly, his body suddenly stagnated. He looked at the dagger inserted in his chest and looked at Lao San's fierce eyes in disbelief. He pointed to him with rough blood and wanted to move forward, but he hit him fiercely again, and the dagger was even more into his chest. The bright red blood instantly soaked the front collar, and the blood sprayed like injection, which dyed the third man's slightly white face and skirt. His slightly trembling lips wanted to say something, but his words got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit out a word and fell to the ground and died.

For many years, brothers can't resist their own interests.

Squatted down and pulled back the dagger. The gaping wound splashed a stream of blood while the dagger was pulled out. It sprayed on Lao San's face before he could close his eyes. A little blood bloomed enchantingly, and the blood-stained smile was so sad. "Don't blame me. I can't help it. I don't destroy it for myself. Since it's destined to be If there is such a disaster, let me take you on the road first. Let's have a good baby in the next life.

She got up and walked over the warm corpse and steadily came to Xu Jiaojiao. She was a little confused, but she kept saying, "It's not me, it's not me..." Obviously, she couldn't stand the blow and was insane.

Lao San's eyes were red again, clenching the dagger and standing in front of her.

"Lao San, what are you doing?" Looking at the third child standing in front of her, Xu Jiaojiao regained a little of sanity as if returning light, and her chaotic eyes were temporarily clear.

"I'll give you a ride." Lao San answered calmly, like an addict who doesn't suck enough poppies. Only complete killing can fill the emptiness in his heart.

"You want to kill me?" As if he had seen a ghost, he stared at the person in front of him, trying to make sure that what he had just heard was not a hallucination.

"You heard me right," the murderous man smiled. "You also killed the boss, didn't you? Let me send you to hell to find the boss to apologize. Remember, take my share with you." He hit her with a slam.

Lucky to avoid it, Xu Jiaojiao continued to say, "Lao San. Calm down, now is not the time to kill each other! Have you forgotten that we are the 'Ghosts'? Trying to save some of his reason.

"Hehe-----" is like listening to some funny jokes, "Lao Si, are you really stupid or a fake idiot, 'Jie Gui Si Sha'? Did you forget how the four of us got together? Before we were together, we were all desperate people, didn't we? In the days of licking blood with a knife and killing people for a living, do we experience less? Don't be ridiculous!"

He frowned coldly, and his moves suddenly became strong. In the end, he did not hear the last call in her mouth... splashed red all over the ground without any effort.

In an instant, there were three corpses lying on the ground. The bodies were still warm, but their blood was cold.

The array is filled with a bloody smell of blood, and the tinginging blood converges into a piece. Slowly, it accumulates more and more, deeper and thicker, penetrating into the soft yellow land, fainting, opening out the demonic blood lotus, ghosts, and tricks, impacting the visual senses.

At this time, the wind in the gust seemed to be slightly smaller. The thin and ricke figure standing between the corpses was so dazzling and conspicuous. But he, who seemed to be thin, just killed two of his own brothers in a row.

"Let me go, and I'll tell you the mastermind." In a hoarse voice, he was negotiating with a peerless man who had been standing quietly on the boulder. To be more precise, he begged him to let go of himself mercifully. There is no hidden hope for life in his eyes. This is his only bargaining chip, and there is no stumbling block. Thinking about this, I have a little confidence, which seems to be an attractive condition.

"Do you know what this array is?" The cold water answered the question. The massacre could not attract his little waves, and his eyes were still like a dry well, with no trace of waves.

The killer sent by the man himself was completely destroyed. Will he still be able to stand still and watch the change? Don't worry, the mouse will come out of the hole by itself.

Looking at the handsome man, Lao San was in a trance for a moment. His heart raised his throat and followed his words: "What array?"

"The soul is leaving." Gently spit out two words, and with the wind coming into the ears of the people in the array, it dissipated for a moment and annihilated...

"Depart from the soul, leave the soul! It's actually a soul!" The man in the array was shocked, and the uncontrollable fear swept over his whole body, and his eyes were almost opened to tears. "The soul leaves the soul, the soul is dead, and the soul is dead, and the soul is like the wind." It is a soul array that even the soul will be destroyed, and there is only one person in the world who can put out this array. Looking at the direction of the cold water, Lao San only felt that it was blocked in his chest in one breath. "You are blood, blood--" Before he finished speaking, he died of breath, and his round eyes were too late to retreat in panic and unwillingness.

Everything has returned to its original silence. Sure enough, the night is the best camouflage, camouflage everything, including killing.