Chapter 44: Blood Cherry Blossom

Suddenly, there was a sound. The originally arrogant and gloomy man also shook his body. He didn't know where the sound came from. Bo Lan's heart trembled by this faint words. He was too familiar with this voice.

"Summer...Summer Wind?" Bo Lan turned his head mechanically and stammered in horror, but his head hadn't turned over yet...

"Mr. Chunlang!" The master of Jiro shouted in a low voice. The fierce-faced big man sitting in the back of the van reacted very quickly. Even as soon as Xia Feng said this sentence, the big man touched his gun from his arms.

The two people are worthy of being the underworld for a long time. At this moment, they both understood that they were absolutely exposed, so they tried their best to fight back. The hand of the master of the temple had just touched into his arms, and the big man was already the dark pistol, and even the action had habitually moved towards the sound source...

"Swow!"

I only heard the sound of breaking the wind at three speeds, and a beam of cold light like the Milky Way suddenly came out. The silver needle came too suddenly. The skin of the van was like a scrap of paper, and it was easily pierced by the silver needle in an instant!

"Puff..."

The silver needle broke the tendons of the three people, and the three people had not yet reacted. The three silver needles swam around in the van. The master Jiro and Bolan seemed to understand the next action of the silver needle, and the big man saw this and just closed his eyes. He knew that... resistance was powerless!

"No!!"

"No!!!"

Two sad shouts suddenly sounded in the van, namely Jiro and Bolan. They all feel like they are dreaming now, but their wrists are still purring with blood...

However, it is useless to beg for mercy.

"Puff!" The silver needle was in the van, very spiritually rotating, and then the fish swam quickly, breaking the hams of the three people again, and the three of them were completely disabled and allowed to be slaughtered, and all this was only in an instant!

Although the hand and foot tendons were broken, Jiro Jun looked around in a panic, but the van was empty. There was only the hot sun. They only saw that in the yard observed in front of them, wearing a yellow summer wind, slowly walked out of the yard and walked towards the van.

After the silver needle disabled the three people, the silver needle floated in the air and aimed at the eyebrows of the three people, as long as the three people had a little movement!

"Kill!!" Xia Feng is an executioner. He doesn't know what it means to be soft!

"What's going on! What's going on! ...People are ghosts!!" Jiro screamed. All this happened so incredible, like a dream, but his hands and feet were weak, and his blood had been stained with the seat. Did he take the three of us at home?

This year flashed in Jiro's heart.

"Ghost...Ghost, Ghost! What a ghost!!" Bo Lan screamed and struggled desperately to get out of here. The blood-stained right hand wanted to twist the door, but his fingers could not use any strength.

Looking at the devil coming in front of them, the master of Jiro and Bolan were completely panicked. The whole world view was subverted, and they felt the real whirling, and they felt real regret.

Originally, the owner of Jiro was also going to take away the little girl Jin Suirong, so that he could make a great contribution to the gang. After all, Jin's one-eyed daughter quietly came to Huaxia, and there were only a few people to know this news.

In the accident, he learned from the boy Bolan. Originally, I thought it was an easy task, but now I feel the horror of ** naked death. The master of Jiro couldn't help scolding in fear: "Bolan, if I live, I must smash your body and throw you into the volcanic crater!!"

"He's coming, he's coming... He's coming!!" Bo Lan didn't dare to talk, but when he saw Xia Feng getting closer and closer to him, Bo Lan's heart beat more and more rapidly... The breath was even more intense.

"Hiss-uh..." Looking at Bolan, who was getting closer and closer by Xia Feng, his heart jumped, but after seeing the spiritual silver needle that was still floating in his forehead, Bo Lan's pupils dilated and he took a breath of cold air.

"Dong..." The last heartbeat sounded, and Bo Lan's originally enlarged pupils were also fiercely broken, and finally became dark and colorless, and he was scared to death...

Xia Feng opened the door of the van, kicked Jiro, who was sitting in the driver's seat, to the co-pilot's seat, and then washed the blood on the seat, drove the car, and took two people to the suburbs, and on the way...

"Please bypass me, please. Immortal! You must be a god! The immortals of China are all Bodhisattva's hearts. Spare me and bypass one life!" The owner of Jiro's shit and urine, and tears suddenly burst out at this moment. Seeing that Bo Lan was scared to death, Jiro's master felt that it was too horrible.

Especially the blood stains all over his body, which increased the fear in the heart of the master Jiro.

20 minutes later.

Xia Feng drove the van to the wasteland in the suburbs of Yanjing, and then pulled two people off the car and threw them on the ground. The big man's face was full of indifference, as if he had accepted his fate, but the master of Jiro was kneeling on the ground, kowtowed his head constantly, and screamed, "I'll give you the money, I'll give you around, I'm very A lot of money!!"

In fact, this Jiro's master is also a person who fights and kills. The reason why it became a bear, but it was completely in fear.

Think about it, you sat there well and were still plotting the incident, but suddenly the mysterious silver needle suddenly sumped into the van, piercing the three of you's hands and feet, increasing the great panic, so Bo Lan was scared to death, and increased the inner fear of the owner this time.

So it's normal to be like this. As for the big guy, he is very calm, and his face doesn't matter...

Xia Feng's divine consciousness has increased to 70 meters. Within 70 meters, the silver needle can swim freely within 70 meters, and the divine consciousness can also transmit sound. It's not bragging that immortals talk and communicate with people thousands of miles away. It's just that the Xia Feng is more than 50 meters away.

However, people are so fierce that they are scared to death.

Lord Najiro, the blood full of kowtow is blood, and I don't know whether it was stained with blood on his body, or did he really kowtow, but Xia Feng has been looking indifferently. There are not ten thousand or eight thousand people killed by Xia Feng in the immortal world, and he has long been indifferent to death.

Xia Feng naturally saw such a person begging for mercy, so he was also lazy to talk, but asked the big guy, "Why are you staring at Jin Suirong?" Xia Feng is a divine voice, and only a big man can hear it.

The big man suddenly looked at Xia Feng, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his indifferent eyes. He sneered, "Do you think I'm the same as him?" After saying that, he glanced at the cowardly master with disdain, and the big man knew. The lord of the Jiro fell in love with a shareholder's chaebol woman by eating soft rice, and then he was able to take office. But he is different. He has backbone.

Xia Feng frowned and wanted to speak.

Who knew that the big man laughed miserably and asked Xia Feng flatly, "Are you a power warlock?"

Xia Feng did not answer and looked at the big man silently. Unexpectedly, a scarlet flashed in the big man's eyes, and the muscles of his face suddenly twisted. He roared at Xia Feng, "Cherry blossoms will be scattered on your head sooner or later, and let your head fall to the ground!" Even if you are a power warlock!!!" After saying this head, he smiled miserably, bit his tongue and committed suicide, full of backbone.

This contrast naturally made Xia Feng frown for a while. Xia Feng came out of Bo Lan's body and threw it aside, and each of the two bodies shot a fireball.

The summer wind has reached its peak in the middle period, and the spiritual power is enough to support the use of wind blades, fireball bullets, fire rain, these low-level fairy skills.

"Puff..." The fireball hit the two corpses. In an instant, the two people's bodies were burned. The hot high temperature baked and cracked the surrounding grass, and the air rose more than ten degrees, and the two corpses also turned into flying ash and was blown away by the breeze.

The two people who were originally alive disappeared...

This time, I saw this at the master's place. He screamed in horror, widened his eyes and screamed, "Dead! Dead again!!" The extremely distorted expression of the big man before his death was full of his mind. Jiro's nose was flying and his face was dirty.

He kowtowed on the ground, banged, and begged for mercy, "Let you go. I'll give you money, I'll give you money." This Jiro's master has never had such a strong desire to win. Although the underworld often says, "Isn't it just a life? No."

Maybe he was cut with a knife. He was not afraid and didn't react. But when he saw his companion, who had been taken away or shot, you were going to scare him.

I'm afraid that even urine will pop out together. Death is not terrible. What is really terrible is the suffering and fear of death.

Xia Feng held his arms, looked coldly, and asked faintly, "Tell me your origin, what are you doing here, and what purpose is there?" Why do you want to catch Jin Suirong? But that's what I said.

It made Lang Tangzhu crazy this time. How did he know that I was here to catch Jin Suirong? And what's wrong with the silver needle? When Master Jiro kowtowed, he could still see the sharp silver needle suspended on his forehead...

"I said, can you not kill me? I beg you, I will say everything and tell you everything. Don't kill me, don't kill me! I can also give you money, a lot of money, please!!" The master finally caught the last straw and howled desperately with tears on his face.

The appearance is extremely pitiful, and the face is full of blood stains, which is shocking, and the blood on the wrists and ankles are flowing... At least after a while, the boy will hang up without Xia Feng.

But Xia Feng sneered: "Do you have a choice?"

Don't be kind to the enemy. Be kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself! You have pity on the enemy, but have you ever thought about it? If Xia Feng is caught by them now, Xia Feng begs them to let him go, but will these people let Xia Feng go?

I'm afraid these people are laughing and saying a few sarcastic words of Xia Feng, scolding Xia Feng as a loser and backbone, and then the result is Xia Feng.

The strong will not be kind, and they should kill decisively!

Therefore, for the enemy, especially the unknown, it is more important to decide before it. In Xia Feng's cold eyes, Lord Jiro grabbed a straw of hope and slowly told his origin and task.