With a gun at close range, he was afraid that someone would secretly follow his cold ideas. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If you want to kill Feng Zilong, you have to kill it openly.

If he kills Feng Zilong, he won't owe Zhang Sangou a favor.

Everything in the world can be paid off, but human affection can't be tasted.

Although Zhang Sangou hired him Wu Laosan to kill Feng Zilong, he gave too much money, and a character like Feng Zilong was at most a hundred thousand deals, but Zhang Sangou gave him 300,000 without saying a word.

300,000, I can't earn so much in my life!

For the sake of Zhang Sangou, he had to kill Feng Zilong.

For the sake of money, he also had to kill Feng Zilong.

In a word, if you are not polite, Feng Zilong will have to die.

This is his fate.

So when he counted to the number three, he had already drawn his knife.

The knife was a Tibetan knife, and the slightly cyan blade shone in the light.

It was the first time he had killed someone with this knife.

Although killing people with guns is convenient and neat, there is no pleasure in killing people.

He wanted to taste the thrill of killing people with a knife.

He had already counted the "two".

This "two" counted very shortly, as if the rest of the sounds were over before the eyes had time to blink, and the eldest brother of "two", "one", had already popped out of Wu Laosan's mouth.

Everything was as he expected.

Feng Zilong's eyes were still closed.

The knife that flashed blue light stabbed at Feng Zilong, who had his eyes closed.

Feng Zilong didn't notice it at all.

He won't notice it anymore, because Wu Laosan won't give him this opportunity anymore.

He's going to kill him with a knife!

He must kill each other with one sword!

If you can't kill him with a knife, then the person who dies the next moment will be him Wu Laosan.

- Kill!

The blade of the blade swallowed the blood-devouring light, breaking through the space in front of him and stabbing directly into Feng Zilong's abdomen.

As long as he can stab him in the abdomen, Wu Laosan is sure to stab him a second time.

The target of the second knife is the heart.

The heart is the main center of human blood, and it only takes one knife to completely expel him from the earth.

Before he could react, he quickly stabbed the knife into his abdomen.

Once he reacts, there will be no chance for him Wu Laosan.

Strike!

The sound of a knife piercing into the flesh was particularly loud and piercing.

The knife did pierce the flesh, but Wu Laosan finally sadly discovered that the knife pierced his own flesh.

The place where the knife pierced into it is scientifically called the left abdomen.

Fortunately, the blade of the sword was only half stabbed in, and all of it was stabbed in, so he had to swear to the elder brother of Hades as a brother of life and death.

No blood came out.

The knife is inserted into the left rib.

The blade is very tightly bonded to the muscles.

Wu Laosan knew very well that as long as he pulled out the knife, the blood would come out like a spring.

He didn't know how the knife had gotten in.

Because he stabbed Feng Zilong's abdomen obviously!

As a result, Feng Zilong didn't stab, but stabbed himself.

It's weird!

Fuck, could this knife turn?

He scolded indignantly, and at the same time thought indignantly.

Who had stabbed him in the left rib? He looked around with his eyes, but there was no one around, only himself.

Feng Zilong was still lying on the sofa, his eyes still closed. He just kept lying like that, as if he hadn't moved. If that knife was not stabbed by someone else, it was stabbed by him Feng Zilong, but he was still lying like that, no matter how fast he was, he would see him the moment he got up and stabbed him with the knife!

Besides, if Feng Zilong wants to stab him, he must first take away his knife!

Feng Zilong didn't snatch his knife, which means that he didn't kill it. He didn't kill that knife, so who killed it? His hand was still tightly gripping the handle of the knife, and it turned out that he had killed himself.

He was stunned, trying to find out how he had killed himself.

Could it be that he regarded himself as Feng Zilong who wanted to be killed? If so, then why did he think of himself as Feng Zilong? Could it be that his own vision malfunctioned and he regarded himself as Feng Zilong? Yes, there must be a problem with the illusion, and the root of this problem lies in himself, and it is he who regards himself as Feng Zilong.

How the fuck can you have such an illusion!

He looked at Feng Zilong in a daze.

Feng Zilong was still lying comfortably.

Wu Laosan really wanted to rush over and slap him twice.

Obviously I was going to kill you with a knife, but the fuck it got into my own body, is this and that? Isn't he a human being, human beings don't have this kind of special function, only ghosts and gods have such energy!

Thinking of this, Wu Laosan looked at Feng Zilong's eyes, and unconsciously added a layer of fear.

If I knew that he wasn't human, I shouldn't have taken Zhang Sangou's errand! Fucking Zhang Sangou is really a mess, I know that weak Zilong is not human, why didn't he tell me before?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little timid. But at the same time, a strange thought came out of his mind, that is, if he could kill him, wouldn't that mean that he could kill strange people such as ghosts, gods and monsters?