Jia Bu Ke is a blood Gu master, this Huang Zhizhong and Sun Zhiming know it. They know very well how evil and dangerous this guy is, so even if there is fire in their hearts, they don't dare to let it out.

"Master Jiabu, sit down first, let's sit down and talk. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Sun Zhiming immediately squeezed out a smile and hurriedly said.

Jiabu didn't speak, and sat down on the couch. Sun Zhiming poured tea and lit cigarettes again, and he was very affectionate.

"Master, of course we won't let you do anything about the police, but if my subordinates bite me out, then we won't be able to help you find out who is behind it. Huang Zhizhong slowed down slightly, and said with a roundabout strategy.

A person like Jiabu can't be hard with him, you have to carry it around.

This kind of person typically eats soft rather than hard.

After hearing this and pondering for a few seconds, Jia Bu seemed to agree with his statement and looked up at Huang Zhizhong.

"Okay, do you want me to kill the one you captured?" He is not stupid, he naturally knows the other party's intentions.

Hearing this, Sun Zhiming was also stunned, he didn't expect Huang Zhizhong to want to hack Luo Chonghu.

"If you don't talk about the master's supernatural powers, I can't hide it from you with this little caution, don't worry, as long as I can escape this time, how about I give you another million rewards?" Huang Zhizhong laughed.

Jia Bu snorted disdainfully, "I don't want money, but you must help me find the master who broke my feng shui bureau." ”

"Okay, that's a deal. Huang Zhizhong was overjoyed, it was better not to have money, and he saved a lot of money.

"Big brother, Chonghu is still trustworthy, why are you still ?!!" Sun Zhiming couldn't bear to ask.

"Zhiming, only the dead are the most trustworthy in this world. What's more, if the crime is confirmed, he can't escape death after all, and it is also his creation to die at the hands of the master, and his family is worthy of him if we treat him well. Huang Zhizhong replied, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes.

Sun Zhiming was helpless after hearing this, but he had the emotion of a rabbit dead and a dog cooking. Yes, only the dead can be trusted. In Huang Zhizhong's heart, no one is trustworthy except himself.

seems to have thought of his own fate, for so many years, I don't know how many bad things I have done with him, now that I think about it, is it worth it.

Luo Chonghu and Sun Zhiming are brothers who have died, and it was he who brought Luo Chonghu to Huang Zhizhong's side.

Now, the brothers of life and death are going to be abandoned, and they are really unhappy.

He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, smoked it, and between swallowing and breathing, he was full of depression.

When Huang Zhizhong saw him like this, an imperceptible ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. It just disappeared in a flash, leaving no trace, and was not seen by the two.

"Bring me one of the things that the man used. "Jia Bu doesn't care about the grievances between them, for him, killing people is just a job, and he doesn't feel the slightest inappropriateness and cruelty.

"Zhiming, you can do this, hurry up. Huang Zhizhong urged.

Even if Sun Zhiming was unwilling, he couldn't help it, he knew that this was Luo Chonghu's fate, and no one could stop it, even if he couldn't do anything.

Leave the office and go to pick up the items used by Luo Chonghu.

As soon as he left, Huang Zhizhong's eyes immediately burst out with a thick killing intent.

"What, are you going to kill him even if you want to?" said Jiabu's words, looking at him.

"Master, help people to the end, and please help me get rid of this person, so that I can be safe. "Huang Zhizhong is really ruthless, in order to be foolproof, even Sun Zhiming wants to get rid of it together.

The two people who knew his most secrets were gone to make him feel safe and faithful.

Jia Bu glanced at him coldly, "People like you are quite similar to me, do you want to get rid of me in the end?"

"The master laughed, how could I do anything to you, never, hehe. Huang Zhizhong didn't laugh when he smiled, and the hypocrisy made Jia Bu feel disgusting and disgusted.

"Okay, I promise you. In the end, Jiabu responded coldly and agreed.

"Thank you, Master, I will definitely satisfy you with the reward I will give you in return. ”

Jiabu nodded, didn't speak again, lifted his cup and took a sip of tea.

Soon, Sun Zhiming, who had gone and returned, walked in and locked the door from the inside.

"This is the cigarette holder used by Luo Chonghu, and there should be his saliva on it. He placed a rosewood cigarette holder on the coffee table.

"It's for the best. Kabu picked up the cigarette holder and looked expressionless, as if he were doing something very ordinary.

He stood up, walked over to his desk, and pulled out some strange artifacts and small jars from his bag.

Huang Zhizhong and Sun Zhiming didn't dare to get too close, they were a few meters away.

Gu is such a thing, it can't be prevented, everyone is afraid of getting infected, and when the time comes, life is worse than death, and it is extremely painful.

I saw Jiabu put the cigarette holder into a small jar, and then poured some small yellow powder from a small box on top of the cigarette holder.

One point, one little bit, I grabbed a few more disgusting little bugs and threw them into my mouth, and began to squeak and chew.

This action, seeing that the two of them almost didn't throw up, it was too disgusting.

Hold back what has already reached your throat, or you will really vomit it.

But this armor didn't feel it at all, and chewed it for a while.

"Poof!"

spit in the jar, which constantly stimulates the nerves of the two.

Jia Bu hurriedly took out the knife, cut his palm, and immediately the blood dripped on it, and began to stir it with the knife, and the viscous liquid mixed with the white pulp of insect flesh foam and various colors of powder and blood was even more unbearable.

"Hey!!" Sun Zhiming couldn't stand it at first, turned around and rushed to the bathroom in the office.

Huang Zhizhong continued to endure it, and the smile on his face had stiffened, looking particularly weird.

"You didn't throw up, well, that's good. Jia Butou didn't reply, and said lightly. It was like talking to him, and it was like talking to himself.

Huang Zhizhong didn't dare to speak, because he was trying to endure it, and he was afraid that he couldn't help but rush to the bathroom as soon as he opened his mouth.

Then, as Jia Bu continued to perform his Gu spell, he picked up the jar and began to chant words in his mouth.

I couldn't hear what I was reading, but there was an ancient and strange feeling.

I just listened to him read faster and faster, and in the end it was almost like a blind thought.

After stopping, he reached for the slime-stained cigarette holder in the jar and placed it on the table.

The knife in his hand was raised high, and Huang Zhizhong seemed to see a flash of blood on the knife, thinking that he was dazzled.

"Kill!" a roar sounded, and the armor slashed down.

Burst!

The cigarette holder was immediately cut in two, clanged, and half fell on it.

The next second, both knots burst into flames.