The green ghost finally floated to his target, this was his "food", the delicacy he wanted most and the feast he most expected. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The strongest man in the entire town, the only man who has the ability to hurt my granddaughter, and the first person to humiliate me in more than ten years.

This time, let's avenge the old and new hatreds together!

Don't worry, I'm still very merciful, a few festivals only let you pay the price once, but this price is your life.

In the dimly lit room, there were only two faint green rays of light, the eyes of ghosts.

The green light was cold and warm, cold was his attitude towards life, and warm was his passion for killing.

The green light carefully swept every inch of the room, sparing every corner of the room. Prudence has always been the most admirable quality of the ghost, and it is also the basic guarantee of his survival in the world, the ghost knows that the lion still needs all his strength to fight the rabbit, and although the man in front of him has fallen, the danger is not much lower than that of the lion.

He scanned the room again and again with that dark green gaze, and when he finally made sure that there were no extra traps or traps in the room, he cast his gaze on the limp flesh on the ground.

The green light couldn't help but get a little hotter again.

It's him, it's the man, it's the glasses, it's the underwhelming face.

The old poison's body trembled rarely, but he still tried to suppress his urge to be excited, allowing himself to maintain a near-nihilistic presence.

The man who fell to the ground and was limp didn't even find the old poison that was close at hand, which shows how brilliant his concealment skills were, and the old poison's heart was secretly proud.

He looked down condescendingly at the figure that had once looked down on him, and the corners of his mouth unnaturally caught a sneer.

Crazy Zhang, you also have today!

The figure that fell to the ground was Zhang's father, Zhang Fengzhi, and Zhang Maniac.

I saw him fall to the ground helplessly, his eyes staring around blankly, as if he didn't believe the fact that he was calculated, he wanted to say something, but the luck went crazy and the poison spread in his body made it difficult for him to open his mouth, and he could only whine as if he was calling.

The old poison's heart unconsciously flashed a trace of pleasure, a kind of pleasure of being released from humiliation and revenge, but when he looked at Zhang Fengzhi who was like a puddle of mud on the low board, a trace of pity flashed in his heart.

He actually began to sympathize with Zhang Fengzhi, after all, he was a generation of masters, and he ended up like this, which made him inevitably sigh.

When people are old, it is inevitable to be sentimental, he couldn't help sighing, and said in his heart, that's it, although the old man's behavior is not bright enough, but the old man is still a hero, you can force the old man to use this method, it is also your ability, since you have been humiliated, the old man will also give you a happy knife.

Thinking of this, the old poison raised the gloomy dagger in his hand, which had been soaked in blood, and wiped off the blood stain on it with his hand with a solemn expression, and the dagger once again glowed with a dazzling brilliance, just like a ghost at this moment, no longer had to hide, revealing his sharp fangs.

The figure on the ground seemed to be aware of it, and a frightened expression appeared on his face, and he tried to turn around and say something, but he couldn't do anything. His poison no longer allowed him to do anything.

The old poison's dagger, like his man, seemed to be erratic and secretive, but in fact it was an unpretentious and unpretentious way, and it was always straight and straight like his body.

He made a simple straight stab, and his dagger went straight to the point. It's just that his speed is very fast, so fast that the dagger is like a ray of light, directly hitting Zhang Fengzhi.

This is the old poison's move, simple, direct, yet deadly.

With a single slash, the dagger pierced through the tough muscles, the strong bones, and pierced into the beating heart; With just one stab, the figure that fell to the ground was silent and not moving; With just one sword, a generation of heroes will die!

It seems that the master does not have to be much stronger than ordinary people, and a dagger piercing the heart will still die.

The old poison was a little embarrassed, and sighed that life was fleeting.

The green color spread from two points to the size of a person, and the ghost finally showed his appearance in the real world, an ordinary old man, but his eyes were extremely cold, and the wrinkles were bloody.

It's as if he suddenly appeared in the space.,In fact, he's been there for a long time.,I want to ps retouching.,Adjust the transparency of the template.,He only needs to adjust the sense of presence.,Naturally, he showed his figure.。

When the target dies, the old poison naturally doesn't need to be disguised, and his kind of body is still very energy-consuming.

He watched with satisfaction the trickling river of blood emerging from behind his target, and slowly drew his dagger.

This is the killer, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a line for a thousand miles.

The old poison has completed another satisfying work of art.

He turned around with some satisfaction, but suddenly he sensed something was wrong.

Then this thread quickly occupied his entire mind with the momentum of a spark.

He quickly turned around, his eyes fixed on the dead man on the ground.

Yes, it's Zhang Fengzhi, it's the glasses, it's the underbeaten face, but the expression on that face is a little strange.

It seems to be, it seems to be extraordinarily stiff.

The old poison couldn't help but take a step forward, and his eyes seemed to glow.

The light was so dim that the room was dark, except for the distant neon lights struggling to leap through the rain curtain and spill in a glimmer of light.

It was this glimmer of light that made the old poison see that face clearly, it was Zhang Fengzhi's face, but why did a layer of dead skin rise on the side of his cheeks?

The old poison wanted to go one step further and see more clearly. But suddenly he found that he had lost control of his body.

It feels so familiar, like ...... It's like that night with a blood moon.

These inappropriateness translate into uneasiness, which quickly translates into chagrin and remorse.

Fooled!

The old poison stared at his arm, which had been covered with filaments since he knew without looking, and it must have covered his whole body, a trick used by the man who should have died under his dagger tonight.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to move his body, but it was useless, and the thin and soft filaments, like the toughest metal, became tighter the more he struggled.

A voice rang out behind him.

"It's useless, poisonous toad. Don't do useless work, you can't break it. ”

There was a leisurely and relaxed voice in that voice, but it was even more in contrast to how embarrassed and unbearable his current situation was.

"Humph! The old man admitted it, and these ghostly tricks really couldn't fight the jade-faced scholar. ”

The voice of the old poison cold rain was as cold as his name.

"The poisonous toad seniors have won the award, and in terms of ghost tricks, the ability of the younger generations is not as good as that of the predecessors."

The voice was still so leisurely and humble, but it was particularly harsh when it fell on the cold rain.

"Humph! Don't play tricks here, the old man didn't think about leaving alive if he fell into your hands today, if you want to kill it, you have to listen to it, if the old man frowns and your surname! ”

The stubbornness in Leng Yu's bones came up, and he roared with his neck.

"Humph!" This cold snort overshadowed the old poison at once, "Old thing, don't think that the old lady wouldn't dare, if it weren't for Brother Feng pressing me, with all these hurtful things you did, the old lady would have killed you a long time ago." ”

This voice must be Zhang's mother's, and the tone can't reduce the natural pungency and anger.

"Hmph, this is called hurting the heavens and reason? It's just a few lives, the old man has been in the killer world for so many years, and he has more lives in his hands than anyone you have ever seen. If only every human life had to be explained. The old man must not be annoyed to death. But the old man is still alive in the world, just because of his strength. The strength is not as good as the old man, kill it, kill it, what is there to say! ”

The old poison said nonchalantly.

The angry Zhang Ma jumped to her feet, eager to rush up and slap him with two palms to relieve her hatred.

Thanks to Zhang's father's quick eyes, he hugged Zhang's mother.

He sighed faintly and turned on the light in his bedroom.

Suddenly shining with a strong light, the old poison couldn't help but close his eyes.

"You have done so many evil things, are you not afraid of retribution?"

Dad Zhang said flatly.

Hearing this, the old poison laughed: "Retribution? The old man is already half of the age of the earth, what retribution are he afraid of? ”

Dad Zhang still said flatly: "Perhaps, your son's death is retribution." ”

These words directly poked Leng Yu's pain, and the arrogant laughter stopped abruptly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and then it turned into ruthless: "Hmph! Mind your hair, if you want to kill it, hurry up, why bother grinding and chirping full of women's appearance. ”

Dad Zhang couldn't help but sigh: "Do you really want to die so much?" What happens to the Killer House after you're dead? What about your beloved granddaughter? ”

Leng Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but he still said stiffly: "Everyone has their own lives, they have to rely on themselves sooner or later, the old man can no longer protect her, but I believe she can protect herself." ”

"Oh, is it? So how could she get hurt? As far as I know, Leng Zi'er was attacked twice in total, the first time was slightly injured, the second time was seriously injured, and she is still in a coma, do you think she is still capable of coping with the next challenge? And don't you want to know who the murderer is? ”

"Hmph, don't be pretty, in the whole town, only you and your wife have the ability to hurt Zi'er!"

Cold Rain roared.

"Oh, is it? But I heard that since the Red Moon Incident, there have been many more masters in the town, including wild abilities, abilities bureaus, your demon sealing family, and a few mysterious organizations, how can you be sure that it was the two of us? ”

Leng Yu was a little puzzled: "What are you doing?" ”

Dad Zhang shrugged his shoulders and walked in front of the old poison: "Nothing? Seek cooperation. ”