Chapter 48 End with Hatred

Sun Haihong couldn't say a word for a long time. The appearance of Zhao Daotu was even more outrageous than the resurrection of Zhang Qingyang and other people more than 70 years ago.

Zhao Daotu, he is the uncle of the yellow finch. He is essentially helping the yellow finch, and Sun Haihong is also on the side of the yellow finch. Does Zhao Daotu have another kind of hatred for himself when he came to kill himself this time?

Sun Haihong can't figure it out.

She stared at Zhao Daotu and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it. What was in her head was just endless problems.

"It's unexpected! Sun Haihong!"

Zhao Daotu said with a smile.

"You, are you really Zhao Daotu?" Sun Haihong asked tremblingly.

"Why do you ask that?"

Sun Haihong settled down and said, "How can you stick to the bone fist and the cold palm?"

"Do you need to let you know this?" Zhao Daotu seemed to be smiling.

Sun Haihong shook her head. She tried her best to calm herself down. At the beginning of the action against the Japanese, from the mouths of Wantong Chen Li and others, Sun Haihong even thought that Zhao Daotu was just a little old man with a little brain and friend, but she did not expect that the guy in front of her was so strong. Tough strength.

Tuguquan, cold ice palm, whatever you put on the rivers and lakes can surprise others.

"Then why did you kill me?"

Sun Haihong asked word by word. He had no hatred with Zhao Daotu, or she didn't know it herself. Therefore, now Sun Haihong only wants to know one answer.

Zhao Daotu easily shook his body a few times. He didn't seem to worry about Sun Haihong's disappearance from his eyes at all. He paced and lowered his head, but suddenly raised his head again. He looked at Sun Haihong and smiled, "No, if you really want to find a reason, it's that you are too nosy."

"Do you mind your own business?" Sun Haihong recalled hard, "Chen Liwantong and others are with you?"

Zhao Daotu shook his head, "Be more imaginative. That group of people is just my chess pieces."

How many heads does Sun Haihong have that can't figure out the cause and effect of the matter? Zhao Daotu is the uncle of the yellow finch. He helps the yellow finch deal with Wantong Chen Li and others. According to reason, Zhao Daotu should be grateful to himself, but why does he still do it to himself? Does he want these people to deal with the yellow finch? Or is he the one who wants to get the ghost axe treasure box the most?

"Do you want to get the ghost axe treasure box?"

"Of course I want to!"

"So that's why you deliberately provoked trouble and let October Feng fall into a doomed situation, and then you can make a fisherman to make a profit."

Sun Haihong said angrily.

Zhao Daotu waved his hand, "You're wrong, you're wrong again. As I said, imagination is richer."

"Why on earth? The yellow finch calls you uncle, you..."

"Well, you still can't figure it out, but you can't be blamed. Don't worry, I will tell you the truth before you close your eyes."

Zhao Daotu had a strange smile.

"Zhao Daotu, I want to take my wife's life. It's so simple. Today, I don't know who died!"

Sun Haihong was furious. What she hated most in her life was the kind of despicable and shameless person. As soon as she finished speaking, the angry old woman rushed out in an instant.

Zhao Daotu turned around and smiled coldly, "Qianying step, Qianying hand, it's really good, but I really don't pay attention to it!"

After Zhao Daotu finished speaking, he clenched his fist, and his right hand bone fist suddenly stepped forward. Just once, he hit the center of Sun Haihong's palm. Sun Haihong retreated repeatedly. Just now, she had suffered a slight injury. Although she would not die, it could cause a series of chain reactions. At least Sun Haihong's attack speed is already It's much slower.

Zhao Daotu laughed strangely. After defeating Sun Haihong, the bone fist suddenly turned into a cold palm. The ice-like blade cut into Sun Haihong's face door like a flying knife. Sun Haihong struggled to block it. His body was short and knelt on the ground. Zhao Daotu would not let go of this good opportunity and suddenly lifted his left hand. The right hand turned into a bone fist again, hitting Sun Haihong in the chest.

This guy, everything just now is pretended. Now he uses the speed of the bone fist and the cold palm, which is many times faster than I don't know just now.

Zhao Daotu is calculating and careful. She deliberately covered her cheeks before coming here. Sun Haihong is a curious person. She must want to know the real face behind this mask. With this curiosity, Sun Haihong will definitely disperse part of her thoughts. Therefore, this is Zhao Daotu's best attack. At that moment, in addition to this calculation, Zhao Daotu also deliberately did not show his real strength at the beginning. When the time was ripe, Sun Haihong suffered a little minor injury and slowed down. Unexpectedly, Sun Haihong was injured in an instant.

Sun Haihong flew out and spewed out a lot of blood.

Zhao Daotu sneered step by step and said, "Old woman, you really think you are invincible in the world. Let me tell you, there are more people in this world who are stronger than you. It's the end of your own business."

"Zhao Daotu, you don't want to die!"

Sun Haihong was extremely angry and crazy. As soon as she finished speaking, she spewed out a lot of blood. One of her biggest shortcomings is that she is too easily stimulated by others.

Zhao Daotu stopped and said, "It's you who can't die. Do you think you can still leave here alive today?"

Sun Haihong suddenly smiled. She smiled a little crazily, "Death, there's nothing to be afraid of. The old lady has long wanted to go to Huangquan to meet Brother Zhang Qingyang. However, it's not a good thing to pull you up before you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Haihong's body suddenly bounced up from the ground and straightened the string with a strong bow. Then his feet tightened, and Qianyingbu unfolded again, rushing to Zhao Daotu like a gust of wind.

Zhao Daotu hurriedly took the move. He understood that the old man in front of him was going to work hard.

Sun Haihong gritted her teeth, and every attack desperately attacked the key point of Zhao Daotu. Qianying's hand was a magic door stunt. When the furnace was pure, Sun Haihong's eyes had already been a phantom. No one could tell which one was Sun Haihong's real arm.

Zhao Daotu was also stunned for a moment, but his own strength was absolutely not bad. Looking at the desperate Sun Haihong's lifeless move, he also dodged desperately, but Qianying's step was really too fast. After a few rounds, Sun Haihong had already killed Zhao Daotu with blood in his eyes. Zhao Daotu did not do it. Fa, you can only hit Sun Haihong's chest with one blow of bone fist.

With a 'kab', Sun Haihong's chest bone made a crisp sound, and at the same time, her hands were also inserted into Zhao Daotu's ribs.

Zhao Daotu let out a scream and kicked Sun Haihong again.

Sun Haihong's body flew out backwards again, but this time, the old woman held up.

Zhao Daotu lowered his head and looked at the bottom of his shoulders, which were already two shocking blood holes. This was the result of Sun Haihong risking her life to get some money back from him.

"Old woman, you are terrible enough..."

Sun Haihong covered her chest, and the blood overflowed from her mouth. She wiped it off and smiled, "Zhao Daotu, my wife said that I don't want to risk my life. Today, I also want to deal with you, an old bastard. I want to see how many tricks you still have."

Sun Haihong understands that Zhao Daotu, the old fox, is playing a big game of chess, and this game will definitely be unfavorable to the yellow finch.

"Old woman, I'm afraid you don't have this ability!"

Zhao Daotu's eyes were cold, and his hands were hanging on his chest. "I knew that I would have killed you just now, but now, I will make you die more comfortable!"

"Zhao Daotu, look at the trick!"

Sun Haihong was almost energetic. She knew that she was doomed this time. Even if she escaped Zhao Daotu's murder, she was afraid she would die soon. The damage caused by Zhao Daotu to her body was difficult to recover due to her old age.

Qian Yingbu unfolded again, but it was much slower than before. Sun Haihong was gradually devoting her physical strength.

Looking at Sun Haihong coming again, Zhao Daotu did not attack rashly this time. His face was very gloomy. At this moment, his arms hanging on his chest were slowly changing color, from white to purple, from purple to black, and finally turned into a dark color like ink.

Almost at the moment when his arms were dark, Zhao Daotu suddenly took action. He wiped Sun Haihong's body and grabbed Sun Haihong's chest. His fingertips scratched his clothes, pierced muscles, and passed through the bones...

Zhao Daotu's fierce force actually raised Sun Haihong's whole body.

"Old woman, do you understand this trick?"

Sun Haihong's body fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

Zhao Daotu seemed to have a fierce breath of anger, and he spit heavily on the place where Sun Haihong fell.

Sun Haihong's body slowly turned over. She lay on the ground, showing a frightened look, "You...you... how can you... do five poison hands?"

Tuguquan, cold palm, these two unique skills have made Sun Haihong unable to understand too many things. At this moment, Zhao Daotu doesn't seem to give up. He actually used the five poisonous hands on the secret book "Thousands of poisons". How can this not surprise Sun Haihong? She can't figure out what Zhao Daotu, what he is. Identity.

"Are you surprised?" Zhao Daotu knew that Sun Haihong had no ability to resist.

"Who the hell are you?" Sun Haihong's voice was hoarse. She really wanted to know the answer. She didn't want to die like this inexplicably.

Zhao Daotu squatted down, but did not approach Sun Haihong. He was still afraid. He was afraid that the old woman would come again.

But now Sun Haihong doesn't have much strength. Not to mention killing people, it's even difficult for her to sit up.

"Why, why?" Sun Haihong muttered.

Zhao Daotu looked at Sun Haihong and said coldly, "Old woman, I, Zhao Daotu, absolutely didn't want to kill you, but... OK, since you're going to die, I'll just tell you that the ghost axe treasure box is not in October Maple at all. It's just a fake in October Maple, but a real ghost axe treasure box. It's not in other people's hands. It was just taken away by my second brother Huang Hailin. Huang Laoer is insidious and plays around. Now, he is also missing. I can't help it. I can only find something to force him out.

Sun Haihong seemed to understand that she vomited a pool of blood, "So, that's why you deliberately let October Feng fall into the tip of the storm, and you deliberately let Wantong and others make trouble."

"You guessed it right."

"Nirvana Rebirth Ghost Axe Box, this sentence is also deliberately released by you, right?"

"Old woman, you are not stupid, so if you enjoy your old age peacefully, you will not suffer at all. Unfortunately, you don't know the current affairs. You really think you are an old hero for more than 70 years. In my eyes, you are just a dead old woman who stepped into the coffin with one foot."

Sun Haihong smiled, and her tears fell on the skirt of her chest with blood. She really didn't expect that everything was just a game set by others. In the Xiyue Building, Zhao Daotu was still so righteous, but the truth...

Sun Haihong slowly turned her head and her eyes were vicious. She really wanted to eat Zhao Daotu in one bite, but she understood that she couldn't do it.

"Well, I've said everything I have to say. You, go on the road at ease!"

After saying that, Zhao Daotu came forward, and his dark right hand was handed out again like lightning. He grabbed the blood hole in Sun Haihong's chest, dragging and dragging...

Sun Haihong stared at a pair of eyes and fell into the soil.