As soon as I saw this suddenly rising mist, my heart sank, it seems that the main lord should almost appear, otherwise there are so many things that have happened before, it can't be just to play dumb riddles with me here, right?!

Sure enough, I saw a figure slowly walking towards me from the mist, and when I saw it, I immediately pulled out the black iron knife in my trouser leg and prepared to fight...... But when I saw the man coming out of the fog, I was immediately shocked, thinking how could he be here alone?

The person who came out of the fog was none other than Seinfeld, who had already gone down the mountain last night to ask for help! I was surprised and said, "Seinfeld, why did you come back alone? What about the others?"

Seinfeld didn't answer me, but walked straight to me with a blank face...... But as he got closer, I saw that his face was pale and pale, and there was no trace of young man's blood, so I couldn't help but sink in my heart, could it be that there was something wrong with this kid?

"Stop!!" I suddenly yelled.

But he turned a deaf ear to my words, and had no intention of stopping...... Seinfeld must have had no problem before, so I couldn't just shoot him, so I took two steps back, and I wanted to see how he would react.

But what I didn't expect was that when Seinfeld saw me retreating, he suddenly accelerated his pace, and he had the momentum to pounce on me, and his series of actions made me think of one thing, that is, the scene of being besieged by walking corpses in the Philippines before.

Seinfeld in front of him looked three points similar to those walking corpses, his movements, expression, and aura really looked like he was alive. If there is any difference between him and those walking corpses, it is that those walking corpses in the Philippines were dead for a while, but Seinfeld in front of him is more like he just died.

But I don't dare to approach Seinfeld easily now, so I can't figure out whether he is dead or alive for a while...... If you don't know whether you're alive or dead, there's no way to start, so it's really a bit difficult.

I could only desperately retreat, and the boy threw himself forward, so desperately I flew up and kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. As soon as Seinfeld fell to the ground, I straddled him on the chest and crushed him to the ground.

This Seinfeld has lost the mind of ordinary people, and he has really become very stupid, although he has no brute strength now, but he can't break free after being pressed by me in the chest.

In fact, I just wanted to take the opportunity to probe his pulse and see if he was dead or alive, but when I found out, my heart suddenly cooled half, and Seinfeld didn't say that it was a pulse, and everyone was already cold.

I can't help but think of all the people who went down the mountain last night to ask for help, they won't all end up like Seinfeld, right? If that's the case, then it means that no one has come down the mountain to ask for help, let alone a message to Ding Yi......

Looking at Seinfeld now, I'm afraid that the two apprentices of the helmsman have come to China, and I have learned their methods, and their cold-bloodedness and cruelty are definitely far better than their masters.

In fact, although they came to me to take revenge and wanted to kill me, I didn't particularly hate them in my heart, because I knew that they were avenging their master, and their master did die because of me.

But at this moment, I hate them from the bottom of my heart...... I hate them for doing whatever it takes for their own personal vendetta and despising other people's lives so much! If they only deal with me Zhang Jinbao today alone, I still admire them for their clear grievances, but in order to kill me, they easily wiped out one fresh life after another, which makes me feel how can I not be resentful?!

I am a person who believes in the cycle of cause and effect, and if it is because of me that I have killed someone, I will wait for the day when my retribution will come. But if someone tries to forcibly stir up trouble in the middle of this, and kills someone else because of it...... Then I'm sure I'm the first one who won't say yes.

Thinking of this, I raised my knife and used the Xuantie knife to cut off Song Yuan's head...... In an instant, a stinky stream of dirty blood splashed all over me, although I felt very guilty about Song Yuan in my heart, if it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died here at a young age. But now I have to do this, because I'm not Uncle Li and Ding Yi, I can't not not save the corpse while making Song Yuan, who has become a walking corpse, no longer harm people, the lesser of two evils, I can only temporarily cut off his head.

Song Yuan, who was still struggling with his life just now, immediately collapsed to the ground after losing his head, turning into a real dead corpse...... I looked at the head in my hand, and I felt sick for a while, I didn't expect that I, Zhang Jinbao, would be able to cut off the head of a corpse without blinking my eyes on such a day.

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause from behind me, and when I looked back, I saw a somewhat familiar man coming out of the mist and saying to me with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Zhang's methods are good......!

Zhao Yang ...... Sure enough, it's you!" I said, grim in my face.

Zhao Yang said with a smug face, "Of course it's me, is there anyone in this world who hates you more than me?"

I stared at Zhao Yang, at that moment my heart was full of evil thoughts, if I had the ability to make people burst instantly, then I would definitely knead Zhao Yang into a patty without hesitation.

"What about the others?" I said coldly.

Zhao Yang smiled and said, "You are really interesting, at this time, you are still concerned about the life and death of other people? Say that you have a good heart, or did you never think that you would die one day?"

When I heard this, I snorted lightly, "Maybe you won't believe it, there is not much difference between me alive and dead, it's nothing more than the living Zhang Jinbao and the dead Zhang Jinbao...... My body and my soul will never be separated, so even if you kill me, it's useless!"

Zhao Yang listened to it and said with a look of indifference, "Isn't it just that you have a soul lock mark on your body? I won't believe it until you can kill it, I will tear off all the flesh on your body piece by piece, until there is a skeleton left, can you still tell me calmly that you won't die as calmly as now?"

At this time, I casually threw away the head in my hand, and then walked towards Zhao Yang with an indifferent face and said, "It's just me who you want to take revenge...... Let the others go, and you can kill or kill you. ”