Just when Zheng Fu was shouting that even if the Southern Emperor came, he would be able to let him come and go, bang, the box door suddenly rang.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this voice, no one dared to disturb them here, who would knock on the door at this time?

Zheng Fu frowned, and waved his hand impatiently: "Go and see who it is." ”

The middle-aged man quickly stood up, walked to the door, twisted the doorknob, and opened the door. He had already sensed that Zheng Fu was a little unhappy just now, so as soon as he opened the door, an angry look appeared on his face, ready to yell at him first, no matter who knocked on the door.

But when he opened his mouth, he snorted, and a cold light flickered, and the middle-aged man felt a chill on his neck, and when he looked down, he saw a large amount of viscous blood emerging from his neck!

The neck is cut!

"Hehe!"

There was a look of extreme horror in his eyes, and he covered his neck with his hands, trying to speak and scream, but his throat had been cut off, and he could only make a bellows-like sound.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his eyes were black, his vitality was lost, and his body fell backwards.

However!

The people outside grabbed his body and walked towards the box step by step.

At this time, in the box, Ruan Wenming was lying on the side and dying, while the others were laughing, saying that when they caught Lan Yue, how should they concoct her, and when it came to the proud, Zheng Fu laughed even more.

That's just at this time.

Bang!

A huge corpse smashed directly on the table in front of them, the corpse's eyes were wide open, and the blood on its neck was still gushing out frantically, instantly staining a large area of the tabletop red.

There was still a look of horror and horror in his eyes, which made people shudder.

Rao is everyone is a big man, has experienced a lot of storms, but suddenly saw a corpse falling from the sky, he was startled, the timid even screamed, and some people slammed, and fell to the ground, their faces were pale.

Zheng Fu's face also changed suddenly, and he looked up suddenly, and saw a big man standing there in front of them, carrying a bloody battle axe on his shoulder, and his body was even more bloody, staring at them coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Zheng Fu only felt his heart pounding, and two sharp gazes suddenly shot out of his eyes, and he shouted: "Who are you? You dare to kill the people of my Blue Devil Mercenary Group, don't you want to live?"

While speaking, Zheng Fu stood up suddenly, his expression became fierce, his hand stretched out behind his back, and he took out a pistol, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Yang Jing, at such a close distance, as long as he pulled the trigger, he could easily kill the other party.

The others also reacted at this time, took out the pistols they carried with them, aimed at Yang Jing with a fierce face, and shouted angrily with water in their mouths:

"What a guts!"

"You dare to kill the people of our Blue Devil Mercenary Group!"

"There is no place for you to die today!"

was pointed at by more than a dozen black holes, but Yang Jing did not show the slightest nervousness on his face, but grinned and said in a calm voice:

"Didn't you just chat with the Trench Guild? I'm Yang Jing. ”

Hearing the words "Yang Jing", everyone's faces suddenly changed, and then they all felt a chill climb from their spines and spread violently throughout their bodies, and they couldn't help but shudder, and shouted in disbelief:

"Yang Jing ?!!!"

Yang Jing is the first general in the Heavenly Trench Guild, with a great reputation, as long as he makes a move, there is no battle that he can't win, and he is the strongest person in the Heavenly Trench Guild except for the Southern Emperor.

Everyone was shocked, they couldn't understand why a Yang Jing suddenly jumped out!

The Heavenly Moat Guild is thousands of miles away from Southeast Asia, even if the Heavenly Moat Guild knows the news that Blue Moon has been surrounded and suppressed, and rushes over to the rescue, it is impossible to be so fast!

The most puzzling thing is that Yang Jing didn't die a long time ago? When did he come back to life?

What's going on here?!!

Zheng Fu was also extremely frightened, and subconsciously took a step back, but his expression immediately became fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think you can pretend to be Yang Jing with a big axe?"

Hmph, I, Zheng Fu, am not so easy to deceive! If you kill the people of my Blue Devil Mercenary Group, you will be punished with death, and I will take your life now!"

As he spoke, his fingers moved, and he was ready to pull the trigger.

When the others heard Zheng Fu's words, they all knew what to do, and they all aimed at Yang Jing and prepared to shoot, they all had cruel smiles on their faces, no matter what the identity of the person in front of them was, it didn't matter, the next moment he would be beaten into a sieve!

However, under the aim of so many black holes and muzzles, Yang Jing did not look afraid at all, on the contrary, he took a moment to raise a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth and said:

"A bunch of idiots. ”

The voice fell.

A cold light suddenly flashed in the box!

In the next moment, in the midst of the sneering sound, everyone felt the palm of their hand holding the gun cold, and then they watched as the palm broke off from the wrist and fell to the ground.

The fracture is extremely smooth.

And it was only for a moment, and everyone's palms just fell!

Everyone was stunned for a moment before they could react, and then the severe pain and fear hit, and they all let out terrible screams.

They were terrified!

What happened just now? Why was it just a split second that my hand was cut off?

Cold sweat broke out on Zheng Fu's forehead, he was the strongest person in the box, so he could see it clearly in the moment just now, just when everyone was aiming at Yang Jing, Yang Jing directly swung out the axe like lightning, cutting off everyone's wrists.

This kind of lightning-like shooting speed and accurate grasp of strength, what kind of strong person can do it?

Zheng Fu's body trembled with fright, he was about to shoot, but at this time, his body was almost out of control, and he couldn't hold it down at all.

Swish!

Suddenly, there was another sound of skimming the air, Yang Jing's body flashed, and he appeared in Zheng Fu's body, grinning at him, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and took away the pistol in his hand.

Zheng Fu was stunned by the cold sweat on his back, he didn't dare to resist or move at all, just like a little girl who was bullied, she was afraid and incredulous, and said in a trembling voice:

"You...... Are you really Yang Jing?"

Yang Jing smiled coldly, pinched it casually, and turned the pistol in his hand into a ball of iron, threw it on the ground, and said with a sneer:

"Will Lao Tzu still lie to you?"

(End of chapter)