Chapter 421: Funeral
As soon as the captain died, the thug team had completely fallen into disadvantage, lost its only commander, and it was only a matter of time before it was defeated. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Fear spreads in the hearts of every thug, and it shouldn't be, but it was here tonight that I met these three unjust souls who came from the underworld to ask for their lives.
Yes, it's definitely a ghost, it's definitely a nightmare, how can there be such a terrible thing in reality.
"Help! There are ghosts, these are ghosts! "Some people couldn't hold back the panic in their hearts and ran away.
However, this is just like the ancient march to war, why should military discipline be strict, why should deserters be severely punished, this is the truth.
As long as someone makes a start, the next thing is undoubtedly like opening the floodgates, and it will be out of control.
The thugs, who had completely lost their will to fight, began to flee in desperation, throwing their guns on the ground, hoping to beg the three gods of death to spare their lives.
But if it were on weekdays, Chu Luo would probably hold a "merciful" heart and let go of these deserters who had no intention of fighting.
But tonight, this last mercy has been burned out by the fire of hatred.
Tonight, even if it is a mosquito fly flying out of Situ Ming's house, it must not be let go, let alone these thugs who eat Situ Ming's rice.
"Your master humiliates Sister Xiaofeng, then don't blame me Chu for being ruthless and killing them all!" Chu Luo's eyes were already bloodshot, and the flames of hatred were burning.
On Nobunaga's side, there were drops of blood flowing on the tips of the double knives, and his body was already sprinkled with blood, but it was undamaged, and the battle intent in his eyes became more and more vibrant.
As for Xiaobai, she almost didn't stop, holding her eyebrows, chasing and killing all the way, seeing one kill one by one, and everywhere she passed, there were only dead corpses in one place.
"Sister Xiaofeng, tonight I will sacrifice for you, with this blood to pave the way for you, I think your spirit in the sky can also rest in peace." Chu Luo looked up to the sky and muttered to himself, and with a slight pinch in his hand, the skull of a thug was crushed like this.
Nobunaga swooped all the way, then leaped forward, unsheathed his sword, and slashed at the deserter like a double dragon at sea.
A figure, two cold lights flashed, and two heads fell to the ground.
Chu Luo was not far behind, he rushed up in three or two steps, flipped his wrist, and stabbed directly through his intestines.
The sharp intestines are as sharp as mud, not to mention the Tianling cover, which is naturally like tofu, and it is pierced all at once.
"I don't know now that I want to run, is it a little too late."
Chu Luo's voice floated over like a ghost, making Situ Ming's thugs tremble for a while, and many of them stumbled under their feet, almost falling down.
And these poor people who moved a little slower naturally couldn't escape Chu Luo's palm.
Chu Luo put away the broken intestines and chased after these deserters, using the broken intestines to be refreshing with his hands at all.
I saw him grab a head with one hand, sneered, and slammed the two heads together like a cup.
Suddenly, there was a sound of bones shattering, and the two heads were directly deformed by the impact, and they definitely couldn't survive.
More than 50 armed thugs were killed by three people, but they abandoned their armor and fled in embarrassment, and their numbers were plummeting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only ten minutes later, the number of thugs had dropped by two-thirds, and the remaining one-third of them had no intention of fighting and just wanted to escape.
But in the face of the pursuit of the three, where can they escape.
After chasing and killing all the way, the vanguard troops sent by Situ Ming have all been annihilated, and only one living mouth in Chu Luo's hands remains.
The only remaining living mouth of "spare life...... was so frightened that his face was bloodless, his legs trembled visibly, the crotch of his pants continued to overflow, and a thick smell of urine came over.
"Sorry, I won't be alive tonight." Chu Luo grabbed his head and sneered, and with a force of his five fingers, the entire head was still deformed.
After a killing, there is a strong smell of blood in the air, and it is quite normal for ordinary people to come over, I am afraid that they will be smoked and retched, and it is quite normal to have no appetite for a few days.
It seems that because the terrain of this road is somewhat downward, the blood flowing from the corpse merges into a stream, and slowly flows into the gutter, stretching endlessly, and I am afraid that it will not be finished tonight.
After killing so much in one go, Chu Luo's heart did not have the slightest taste of joy, every time he thought that Sister Xiaofeng was put in such a jar like Situ Ming as a collection, the grief in his heart surged into his heart.
"Ahh
Chu Luo raised his head and roared heartbreakingly, as a way to vent the grief in his chest.
Nobunaga slowly put the two knives into their sheaths and stood silently among the corpses, his head slightly bowed, the night was too dark to see what expression was on his face.
And Xiaobai, after killing so many Situ Ming's people, his eyes finally regained a trace of clarity.
However, when his head was sober, Xiaobai suddenly fell to his knees and cried again.
Xiaobai cried for ten minutes, and his voice stopped abruptly, only to see Xiaobai's body crooked, and he passed out.
Chu Luo and Nobu were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to check.
After discovering that Xiaobai was just unconscious, Chu Luo and Nobunaga breathed a sigh of relief, Xiaobai couldn't be fine.
At this moment, Chu Luo's cell phone rang, it was a call from Neo.
After answering the phone, Chu Luo sighed and said to Nobunaga, "Let's go, Neo's side is all ready." ”
Nobunaga nodded, lazily picked up Shiro, and got into the car.
When the three of them arrived at the agreed place, they saw that Neo, Moyun, and Pete were all standing on the shore.
And on the beach beside them, there was a raft, and there was a coffin on the raft, and there were people lying in it, naturally their predecessors, Xiaofeng.
As for where this coffin came from this big night, I don't know.
Xiaobai was already awake, but he was very depressed, and when he saw this scene, tears fell again.
Mo Yun, Pete and Neo's faces are also full of grief at the moment, no matter how long they have been in the red moon, they all have deep feelings for Xiaofeng in the coffin.
"Let's get started...... It's time to send Sister Xiaofeng on her way. Chu Luo said in a deep voice.
Neo nodded, but when he was about to start, he was stopped by Xiaobai.
"Let me give my sister a funeral." Xiaobai choked up, but his tone was extremely firm.
Several people were silent and took a step back, this matter should indeed be done by Xiaobai.
Xiaobai walked to the coffin, Xiaofeng, who was lying in it, her expression was still so quiet, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, even if she had no breath of life, she was still beautiful and exciting.
"Sister...... You said that Xiaobai will become a killer as good as you in the future...... Now Xiaobai has done it, Xiaobai has not disappointed her sister, and her sister ...... Xiaobai misses you so much. Xiaobai lay on the coffin and cried bitterly.
Several men lowered their heads, the corners of their eyes were a little moist, even Nobunaga's eyes were red at the moment, and he pressed the hilt of the knife with one hand, staring blankly at the waning moon hanging in the sky.
Xiaobai cried for a long time, then slowly got up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, picked up the oil drum that was placed aside, and poured it on Xiaofeng's body.
"Sister, if there is an afterlife, we will continue to be sisters...... Good no good? ”
Xiaobai picked up the lighter and lit the fire, but she hesitated again, she was reluctant to reunite with her sister at the last opportunity.
"Little white...... The person has passed away, send Sister Xiaofeng on the road. Chu Luo muttered.
Xiaobai nodded, then gritted his teeth, let go of his hand, and let the lighter fall into the coffin.
Suddenly, a raging fire broke out in the coffin, and Xiaobai couldn't bear to look at it, so he turned his head to the side.
Several men stepped forward again at this moment and pushed the raft into the sea, so that the raft carried Xiaofeng's body and floated into the sea.
Immediately, everyone knelt down on one knee and watched the raft go away.
"Sister Xiaofeng, we have fulfilled your last wish, may you rest in heaven. I, Chu Luo, swear, the people of the Nine Snakes, we will never let go of even one, I will definitely take revenge on the dragon, for you, and the victims of the previous generation of Red Moon! Chu Luo looked at the raft in the distance and said solemnly.
The hatred of the family and the country cannot be avenged, such a deep hatred in the sea of blood is deeply imprinted in Chu Luo's heart.
Of course, tonight, it's not over yet.