The knife in the old man's hand went straight through Lin Kun's left chest, there was no accident, and at such a close distance, it was impossible for any accident to happen, even if the world's number one master was here, he couldn't stop the knife in the old man's hand.

The blood at the corner of Lin Kun's mouth had not yet flowed out of his mouth, the blood in his chest had already stained the white shirt on his body, and a blood mark like a petal was still spreading towards it, beautiful and bewitching.

The old man's expression was as calm as ever, as if he had killed a mosquito flying in front of him in the dark night, and there was not even any pity in his eyes.

The horror on Shen Qiuyu's face turned into resentment, and the boundless anger suppressed the fear in his heart, and pounced on the old man like a moth.

However, the weak body was still weak in the eyes of the old man, and even before the sharp fingertips on the five fingers left a trace of scratches on the old man's face, Shen Qiuyu's throat was tightly stuck between the old man's big finger and two fingers, perhaps to enjoy the pleasure of appreciating the moment of death, the old man did not immediately twist Shen Qiuyu's neck, even if it was like pinching an ant to death to him.

Shen Qiuyu's face turned red, and it might be death in the next second. Shen Qiuyu is very beautiful, even a little thrilling in beauty, in other words, any middle-aged person would never be a killer like this, but the old man is different, he is old, and any beauty is just a pink skeleton for him. Years of lurking have also created his iron-like heart, and even his wife and children who have been with him for many years are easily abandoned, what about the girl in front of him.

The old man was moving, Lin Kun was also moving, his left hand held the knife in his chest, he didn't use his right hand, even if his right hand was much more flexible than his left hand, but he still didn't, because the bone of her right hand had been shattered under the blow of the old man just now, in other words, his right hand had been useless. So he had to choose the left hand, which was not very flexible.

Drawing a knife and wielding a knife is also an extremely simple thing for an ordinary person, but it is extremely difficult for a person who has already stepped into the Hades Hall with one foot, but Lin Kun clearly feels that the speed of drawing the knife this time is beyond the past, and the sharp pain from his body did not make Lin Kun faint, but made him better swing the knife that he had done fast in his life.

Strike.

Lin Kun has heard countless pleasant music, but now he feels that this is a beautiful sound in the world, the sharp firewood knife passed through the old man's black clothes, and then stabbed the old man's skin inch by inch, Lin Ku even felt the sound of the knife in his hand passing through the old man's heart, but Lin Kun still did not stop, and once again thrust forward very hard, when he felt that the firewood knife pierced the old man's entire body, Lin Kun once again exerted his strength to use the last trace of strength in his body, and twisted the firewood knife very hard. Laughing and falling backwards.

In the eyes of the old man, Lin Kun was already a dead man, so he didn't care, and even exposed his back in front of Lin Kun.

However, when the firewood knife penetrated his heart, he reacted, but at this time it was too late, his right hand no longer had the strength to support him to twist Shen Qiuyu's neck, and at the last moment of his life, he did not try to kill Shen Qiuyu again, but turned to look at Lin Kun, and saw Lin Kun's smile when he fell and the faint mockery in his eyes. His face could no longer maintain the appearance of the ancient well, and his eyes were full of surprise, confusion, and disbelief.

The old man didn't understand, why, why he had already stabbed the firewood knife into Lin Kun's left chest, but Lin Kun did not die, and he still had the strength to swing this fatal knife at himself.

The old man didn't understand, Shen Qiuyu didn't understand either, and the people who woke up with Shen Qiuyu's cry of help didn't understand either, only Lin Kun himself understood, only he knew that his heart beat not in the left chest but on the right chest after strenuous exercise since he was a child, this kind of person is very rare in the world, but scarcity does not mean that it does not exist, Lin Kun is one of them, so the old man's knife that he thought was fatal did not kill Lin Kun, but gave Lin Kun a chance, a chance to kill him, until the death of the old man's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he couldn't blink his eyes.

The blood in his body was still flowing outward, and Lin Kun, who was leaning on Shen Qiuyu's arms, did not have half a ripple in his heart. For Lin Kun at this time, blood is life, and the passing vitality makes Li Kun weaker and weaker, and Lin Kun believes that he will die soon.

The emergency number had been dialed ten minutes ago, but Lin Kun knew that there was no hurry, and the doctor was roughly equivalent to the corpse collection team, which could only ensure that Lin Kun would not be violent in the wilderness.

"I'm sorry. "From the time they came together, Lin Kun has heard dozens of sorry from the boss. The boss Su Donglai blamed himself, because he felt that if he hadn't proposed it, this would not have happened.

It is estimated that the person who hates the old man the most now is the boss, looking at the angry look of the old man's corpse, Lin Kun is a little unbearable. "I don't blame you for this, who knew that such a thing would happen, if you feel a little sad, go and hang the old man." ”

Wang Ying, who was crying on the side, raised her head when she heard Lin Kun's words, looked at Lin Kun with a puzzled face and said, "Why." ”

Alas, you stupid boy, of course you hang up and whip the corpse. Lin Kun teased with a smile.

You... , Wang Ying was dumbfounded. The tears in his eyes couldn't help but fall again.

Seeing everyone's worried and sad looks, Lin Kun forced a smile and said, "You don't have to be sad, life and death are fateful." Lin Kun didn't look away, but felt that since there was no longer any chance, it was better to die laughing than crying.

Going to die, Lin Kun suddenly felt less afraid, but he was still a little melancholy, those former brothers would definitely feel sorry for me when they knew that I was dead, and they couldn't drink with them anymore.

I didn't have time to say I love you to that beautiful girl, she would be very sad if she knew, and maybe she would cry for me, but I really don't want her to cry.

And the mother at home, if she knew, would she be able to accept it.

Lin Kun felt so tired, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if he had closed his eyes and slept for a while, but the night was so beautiful, how could he be willing to close his eyes, how could he be willing to leave this world.