Chapter 736: Killing Rebellion Order
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Ling Yang had been watching coldly, without expressing any opinions, and his face was calm to enjoy the boy's performance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
It just so happened that Aunt Cai had already taken the brush and yellow paper. Ling Yang transported the paper like a knife, cut the yellow paper into square pieces, dipped the brush in cinnabar, hung his wrist on the yellow paper, and waited for the boy to vent enough, before he said coldly: "I only ask you two questions." First, do you still think that you are a member of my dragon gate? β
The boy met Ling Yang's gaze without fear: "So what?" β
"Good!" Ling Yang paused the tip of his pen on the yellow paper: "Second question, since you have admitted that you are doing a business of folding wings, I want to ask you, how many naΓ―ve and ignorant children have you killed over the years?" β
"What? Are you going to settle accounts with me? The boy laughed, waved his arm hard, and the guards behind him all picked up the micro charge, which was distributed in a radial circle array, surrounding the boy in the center, and the muzzle of the gun continued to patrol every disciple in the hall, and the snapping sound of the safety opening was endless.
"Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it!" The boy slowly raised the Desert Eagle in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was facing Ling Yang's eyebrows, and his thumb buckled the insurance: "Over the years, the monkeys that have died under my hands have not been one thousand, but eight hundred. All of them were crushed by me and buried under the dead locust tree, and their souls could never be reborn. I'm a guy who can feed my conscience to a dog for money, and now that the gun is in my hand, what can you do with me? β
"It is worthy of being a descendant of my Longmen disciples, and he is cool enough to speak and act!" Ling Yang laughed angrily, and the brush in his hand swiped the yellow paper, and the entire yellow paper was immediately soaked in scarlet cinnabar, and it flew in the air chaotically: "You know the rules in my door, mutilating women and children is a capital crime with a thousand cuts. Since you are willing to confess your sin, I read that your father is a Langlang man, and I decided to leave you with a whole corpse. This is my Longmen Killing Rebellion Order, you kneel and take it for yourself! β
With a wave of his palm, a piece of yellow paper painted with strange red patterns flew right in front of the boy, and was grabbed by the boy, laughing wildly: "Why did Ihana choose a nerd like you as the heir?" You don't look at the current situation, which is stronger or weaker, and dare to issue a traitorous order, I think a madman like you is not suitable to sit in this position, it is better to let Xian! β
Although the boy is young, his scheming is the most vicious and vicious, he knows the truth of catching the thief and capturing the king first, and he just laughed wildly, just to attract Ling Yang's attention, at this moment, he suddenly pulled the trigger, and the huge recoil of the desert eagle shook the boy's arm and the whole shoulder backwards, and with a puff of green smoke coming out of the bullet shell, it fell to the ground with a bang, and the body of the boy took two steps back under the huge force of the shock, and hit the back of a guard, so that he could stop the trend of retreating.
Huang Chengcheng's warhead pushed the arc-shaped airflow, constantly amplifying in front of Ling Yang's eyes. Ling Yang had the intention to be powerful, and did not dodge, and pushed forward with his palm, creating a small dimensional space out of thin air, swallowing the warhead into it.
The warhead passed through the dimensional space, and when it reappeared, the speed and strength had slowed down to one percent, the warhead cooled down, and was grabbed by Ling Yang, and as soon as his palm was loosened, the warhead fell to the ground, and after a few bullets, the sudden change between the lightning and flint made the boy stunned.
The boy slammed into the guard's back, and the guard, thinking he had received an attack signal, brazenly pulled the trigger and fired at the crowd in front of him.
Ling Yang's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, a big head appeared on top of the beggar boy's head, and his arms drew a circle, setting up an invisible wall of qi in the four circles of the beggar boy and the guards around him. The bullets that burst out of the micro rush all hit the air wall and ricocheted, killing and wounding half of their comrades. The boy was shot in the shoulder and lower abdomen at the same time, and the desert eagle in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, holding his stomach and slowly falling to the ground.
With his own strength, Ling Yang instantly restrained the boy and a dozen of his guards, and it only took less than a second, and his eyesight was poor, and he didn't even see Ling Yang's movements clearly, Ling Yang had already drilled into the top cover of the qi wall, and used his fists and feet to knock down all the uninjured guards.
Ling Yang's last punch, with a puff of flame on the tip of the fist, burned one of the guards to ashes, standing proudly like a god descending from the earth, majestic and incomprehensible. There was no sound in the hall for a moment, the girl saw the boy being shot and fell to the ground, and she didn't even have time to feel sadness in her heart, Ling Yang had already swung her fist again and again, between ice and fire, the guards howled miserably, or were burned to the point that only a handful of ashes remained, or they were frozen by the cold and awe-inspiring ice, and their bodies instantly shattered into crystal ice crystal fragments and scattered all over the ground.
The order to kill the rebel slowly fell from the air, right on the boy's forehead. Ling Yang waved his hand to remove the qi wall, his finger was a little towards the center of the boy's eyebrows, and endless hallucinations suddenly rose from the deepest part of the boy's heart.
The boy was crushed by a bullet and his kidneys were shattered, and he was already doomed to death. As his pupils continued to expand, the boy felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and a huge crack appeared on the ground, swallowing the boy's body continuously.
On both sides of the crack, countless pale arms continued to stretch out, scrambling to scratch the flesh from the boy's body. Then, the child with hollow eyes and a terrifying face poured out of the dirt and rushed to pounce on the bloody, unintact skin, smiling and gnawing at the child's flesh.
The boy was terrified and wanted to cry out for help, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat. Until it was torn apart and eaten alive by countless children, only a skeleton hung with blood and minced flesh remained, with an intact head on top of it, and it could still maintain a clear consciousness and endure the severe pain that came from the tide.
Such a terrifying scene was reflected in the air of the hall, and it was played out like a slide in front of the eyes of each disciple, and the disciples were completely stunned.
This kind of illusion was deliberately engraved into the mind of the beggar boy, reflecting a horror movie in the air, and it was also to set an example for the chickens and monkeys, and at the same time establish his supreme status, let the disciples sincerely belong to them, carrots and sticks, even feeding and beating, so that the disciples did not dare to have different hearts again.
Ling Yang pinched the "Killing Order" fluttering like goose feathers in the air, waved his sleeves to disperse this terrible illusion, and said coldly: "I don't know if you are honorable, if you insult the rules of the door, kill!" β
Luo Tu didn't expect Ling Yang to advance to such an extent, killing people only in an instant, and he couldn't see any hard work.
Ling Yang walked in front of Luo Tu with strong steps, and heard Luo Tu complain in a low voice that he was too fast, and didn't leave him a few tricks, and secretly smiled bitterly: "Don't talk about cool words, hurry up and help me, I'm already so tired that I can't stand still." β
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