Chapter 145: Perfection (7)

Why?

He will dress up like this, and no one knows the words to come here and kill?

He Jin got up from the ground, his eyes went from Qianying, who was next to him, to Gu Huainan, who was still struggling to get up, to Su Tong, who was already unconscious in the distance, and the murderous aura in his eyes rolled up, enveloping the black-clothed killer.

"Qianyun, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" He Jin shouted fiercely.

Wang Jing concentrated on dealing with the killer and didn't hear it, and Su Tong didn't hear it, only Gu Huainan heard the hatred and hatred in his heart, and the half of his remaining life couldn't help but shout: Qianyun, I want to kill you, I must kill you......

After a few moves, Wang Jing was shocked to find that he had a slight upper hand at the beginning, and gradually he could only fight a draw with him, and occasionally avoided a move, so if he continued, the advantages and disadvantages would soon change.

Something must have happened to this person, not only did he not know anyone, but his skills also increased greatly, and he was strong when he was strong, and his eyes were cold, like a puppet manipulated by others......

Is there any way to solve it quickly?

Woo......

The low and solemn sound of the flute floated far away, and the sound of the piano rose high and low.

Wang Jing's heart seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, sensing the abnormality and treachery, gathering his mind in time, quickly withdrawing his hand, protecting his heart, as if it were the case, the faint and deep bass drilled into his ears like a spell, stirring his headache, and when the bloody breath surged up to his throat, in the night sky that had been quiet, the owner of the qin flute finally appeared.

The two of them slowly landed on the opposite roof, and only a faint figure could be seen in the night, and the piano flute and the low throat hovered in the air, like a spread net, tightening every inch of the body one by one.

Burst......

The black-clothed killer spurted out a mouthful of blood, unable to support it, knelt on one knee, scratched his throat and neck frantically with one hand, and vomited blue-black blood from the corners of his mouth.

I have seen life and death, and I have consciously seen all kinds of torture methods, and at this moment, I still feel that the person who started it is too ruthless, and this innocent and unlucky person is even more pitiful.

The harmony of the qin flute stopped abruptly, the night wind swirled, and there were two people on the piano and a flute, one helped He Jin, and the other picked up Su Tong and fed something in.

Su Tong looked at the killer struggling on the ground with relief, but Wang Jing didn't think that this matter was over like Su Tong, he glanced at He Jin Wannian Glacier's face, and was extremely careful to hold Qianying in his arms, maybe he had already recognized who the killer was at the beginning, so he asked himself to pull Su Tong into the house and not let him watch the battle or interfere, so that Qianying handed over people to Qianxing, and wanted to hide Su Tong, but Qianying's death hit him too hard......

Those deep ice-like eyes that pump at any time, not an inch of gaze contains the power of revenge.

He Jin let go of Qianying, slowly stood up, pulled out a dagger from his boots, and the cold silver fell on the bridge of He Jin's nose and lips, which also brightened the night, provoking several pairs of eyes that were relieved for a moment.

"Don't kill him...... Su Tong's voice was weak, he stood up from the arms of the person holding the flute, and was pushed back again, "Don't move, he has his own opinions." ”

Wang Jing had never seen this slender eyebrows and handsome appearance, but this voice was engraved in his mind, and when he heard it at first glance, his mind unfolded the snow butterflies fluttering in the long street of night, and the crisp and lingering flute sound also floated to his side from the sky.

They know!

They really have a relationship!

They also have a code for fireworks, emergency contact!

What is the relationship between the Gentlemen's League and He Jin and Su Tong, and how close is it?

"Big brother, please, don't kill him......"

Su Tong didn't listen to the dissuasion, and begged He Jin again, He Jin was unmoved, and the helper of the Gentlemen's League who came to the rescue did not intervene, whether he trusted, or didn't dare, Wang Jing didn't see it yet, the only thing Wang Jing could see clearly was behind He Jin, the woman who put down the piano, held Qianying in his arms, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a white silk.

"Don't beg, even if Brother He doesn't kill him, we will kill him......"

The delicate but murderous tone comes from that stunning beauty.

Wang Jing was only shocked at first, but later, seeing that the sick son He Jin would kill people with a dagger, the righteous and awe-inspiring gentlemen in the alliance would say categorically that they must kill this killer, and then they felt that good and evil were just a thought.

The sharp knife pierced the flesh without hesitation and pushed it into the heart, and the blood splashed on the hand, and flowed down the handle of the knife into the palm of the hand, sliding through the palm of the hand and falling to the ground.

In the quiet of the night, only the killer's muffled groans.

"No...... Eldest brother...... You can't kill him......" Su Tong closed his eyes and leaned against the person behind him, begging stubbornly and humbly in a weak voice.

Perhaps no one here knew what he had been through lately, so they saw all this as his willfulness, but Wang Jing heard despair and grief in that voice.

How many bosom friends Su Tong has, Wang Jing can't count them all, but what he can see with his eyes, he returned to the capital to find him, and the few friends he also wants to see are only a handful.

Yun Chu was insane and his life hung by a thread; Lingyu was married far away, and the fortune and misfortune were uncertain; Li Jin left Beijing, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead; now that this person is unpredictable, Su Tong can't bear this blow, and he will collapse and despair after a while.

Just thinking like this, Wang Jing's heart was so painful that he couldn't suppress it, and he couldn't help but walk to Su Tong's side, squatting next to Su Tong, and reaching out to hold his cold hand tightly, "He's crazy, he can't go back to the past, he's not your friend." ”

Your friend is dead......

Wang Jing couldn't say such cruel words, but what he said around the bush was not much better, Su Tong's hand trembled violently, and he felt that Su Tong must be emotionally agitated at this moment, and shook his hand harder.

"No matter what happens, I will always be with you!"

But at the moment when Wang Jing spoke, the person holding Su Tong raised his hand and stunned Su Tong, and said lightly to Wang Jing, "I'm sorry, his injury is not emotional." ”

He Jin killed someone, stood in place, looked down at the killer who fell at his feet, and did not move.

The wind tore and entangled his thin body, Gu Huainan sat on the ground and stared at him in a daze, watching him just like this to the sea dry and rotten, it was really a happy ending.

Gu Huainan dragged his broken arm, took out a white silk embroidered with a crescent moon from his arms, walked to He Jin's side, and gently wiped the blood from the white jade-like palm with one hand.

"Let me help you. ”

Gu Huainan said in a low voice, with a firm tone, as if he was pointing.

He Jin's eyes moved, lowered his eyes, looked at Gu Huainan's side face, lowered his eyebrows and concentrated on wiping the blood stains off himself, "I'm not a gentleman." ”

"Me neither. Gu Huainan replied softly, raised his eyes, and looked deeply into He Jin's eyes.