Chapter 146: The Man Who Should Be Killed
The Taoist priest's legs didn't move at all, nor did they touch the ground, as if they were hanging on his body, floating slowly.
"Ahh
Gong Shien couldn't stand the stimulation anymore, his eyes rolled to the ground, and he passed out.
After Gong Shien passed out, the Taoist priest also stopped fluttering and froze in the air.
After a few seconds, there was no movement in the room.
"Smack!"
The Taoist priest's body seemed to have lost its support, like garbage, smashing to the ground.
But his eyes were always staring in horror, and he didn't know whether he was dead or even if he was dead, his soul was still trembling with fear.
A figure suddenly flashed outside the dark window.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the house was opened, and Gong Yu walked into the house indifferently.
She first glanced around the situation in the house, and walked straight in the direction of Zhao Peng to check whether Zhao Peng was dead.
This was the first time Gong Yu had used her ability to kill, and she wasn't sure how effective it would be.
Gong Yu has never been an arrogant person, even if the opponent is just an alcoholic, she will definitely not take it lightly.
Her expression was indifferent, her pupils were bloodthirsty, and her movements were clean and neat, as if Zhao Peng's life was worthless in her eyes.
Just now, it was she who controlled the ability to capture Zhao Peng's heart, causing Zhao Peng's heartbeat to be suppressed and he died.
If it were someone else, it wouldn't be so easy to die.
But Zhao Peng has been a heavy drinker all year round, and he obviously drank too much today, so when Gong Yu held his heart, the alcohol in his body was not soothed, so he burped without taking a breath.
Even after forensic testing, only one conclusion can be reached: death from alcoholism due to reduced heartbeat.
Thinking about Zhao Peng's wife being separated for this sip of wine, and now letting him die in the wine can be regarded as a well-deserved death.
Speaking of which, Gong Yu still felt that he had done a good deed.
As soon as Zhao Peng died, his wife, who had been persecuted by him all the year round, could be freed, and the children who were beaten by him no longer had to suffer both physical and mental torture.
After confirming that Zhao Peng was too dead to die, Gong Yu walked to the Taoist priest's side and squatted.
If the Taoist priest didn't help Gong Shien deal with herself, she would have forgotten the evil deeds of this Taoist priest.
After all, there are so many unfair things in the world, no matter how strong Gong Yu's ability is, how can he manage it?
In the previous life, what she remembered most clearly was that the Taoist priest used the theory of feng shui to deceive the fields of ten families in a mountain village, and drove people into the mountains and forests to cover up their crimes, forcing the ten families to be besieged and killed by wolves in the mountains.
A wicked person like a Taoist priest is not a pity to die.
Gong Yu's eyes were sharp, and without hesitation, he pulled out the fruit knife inserted in the Taoist priest's heart.
"Puff~"
The blood pillar spurted out, but it did not rush wildly, but was wrapped by Gong Yu with his ability, forming a blood ball that drew a beautiful arc in the air, and all of it was sprinkled on Gong Shien's body.
The fruit knife also fell into the hands of Gong Shien with the control of the ability.
As long as someone sees this scene in front of them, they will definitely think that the Taoist priest was killed by Gong Shien.
Even Zhao Peng's death will be attributed to Gong Shien's head.
When the time comes, Gong Shien will be punished by the law for homicide, and he will not be able to argue.
After doing all this, Gong Yu left indifferently.
The door of the house is not closed, as long as someone passes by and sees the tragic situation inside, they will naturally go to the police, and there is no need for Gong Yu to trouble.
In the last life, Gong Yu was a killer.
For killing, Gong Yu has long been numb to the point that he doesn't feel anything.