Chapter 50: Death
"I'm really impatient, there will be people who will come to our Black Harbor, brothers, unload their heads for me!"
Someone's wild laughter sounded, and a group of people directly discarded their weapons and rushed towards Duguchao, because they could see clearly that Duguchao did not have any weapons on his body.
"I'll give you a chance to escape, and if you don't, I'll kill someone directly. Duguchao's cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone was shocked at the same time, they didn't understand why Duguchao's voice was so clear.
"Pretend to be a ghost, brothers, kill him for me!" one person roared and rushed towards Dugu Chao first.
The crowd also rushed up in an instant, many people were holding knives in their hands, you can imagine the next scene, Duguchao was hacked to death in an instant.
They didn't even have the intention of using a pistol, and in the eyes of the people in Black Harbor, they were no different from the dead.
"Damn, put the gun away, go up and fight with them!" Ma Chong jumped out of the car, pulled out a long knife from under the seat, and the whole person followed Duguchao's pace and rushed up.
Damn!
Everyone couldn't help but grit their teeth, took out their cold weapons and rushed forward.
Even they knew very well in their hearts that their behavior was almost no different from sending them to death, but they didn't know why, when everyone's eyes looked at Dugu Chao in front of them, they suddenly felt a little more confident in their hearts.
"Looking for a ...... death" Duguchao's chuckle sounded in everyone's ears.
One after another sword qi shot out from Dugu Chao's palm, and with unparalleled strength, the few big men who rushed first were instantly turned into pieces of meat.
Bang bang bang.
The sound of corpses falling to the ground was especially evident in the empty night.
This is...... What's going on......
Everyone stopped for a moment.
But Duguchao didn't let them go, and his figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's face.
Immediately after, a scream rang out, and some people didn't even make a scream before they turned their heads away.
Duguchao seems to be a demon god hidden in the dark, silently harvesting life, all this Duguchao does smoothly without the slightest delay.
Appearing in front of a person, the sword qi came out of his body, and that person instantly turned into two halves.
The situation on the entire field changed dramatically in just a few tens of seconds, and Ma Chong felt a tingling of his scalp, he could see the voices of the enemies falling one by one, and none of their bodies were intact when they fell.
Lin Qiu's husband, what the hell is it?
This is what Ma Chong thinks in his heart at this moment.
It's not too scary, there's a smell of death in the air, so sticky that everyone can't breathe.
"Brother Ma, what should we do?" Ma Chong's little brother couldn't help but shudder.
"We ...... Wait a little longer, and he'll be able to handle it alone. Ma Chong twisted his thigh to calm himself down.
This is simply terrifying, this is not a power that human beings can grasp at all, Duguchao is not a human, he seems to be a god of death, performing his duties, constantly harvesting people's lives.
Even Ma Chong, who was accustomed to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but feel fear at this moment, he had never seen such a killing.
In front of Duguchao, all life seems to have become like ants, not worth mentioning.
The people in Black Harbor were even more frightened, and some dropped their long knives and decisively pulled the bolt of their guns.
The muzzle of the gun lit up, illuminating the pale faces of the people and the bleeding corpses on the ground.
Not long after the gunshots rang out, the head of the man with the gun flew up and slammed into the windshield in front of the car.
"The Devil ......"
"Help!"
"Run!"
Someone reacted and rushed to the car, started the car, and was about to flee.
Before he could step on the accelerator, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, and a black sword qi burst out from Duguchao's hand, directly through the roof of the car, and stabbed into the man's heavenly spirit cover.
The sound of panic and cries for help resounded throughout.
The black light flashed on Dugu Chao's body, and wisps of dark and shiny breath actually floated out of the corpse and merged into the black tattoo on his body.
If you look closely, you can see evil ghosts, they are frightened, roaring on Duguchao's body.
In just a few minutes, the world was calm again.
The black tattoo on the surface of the body finally disappeared into Duguchao's body, Duguchao shook off the blood accidentally stained on his hand, his true anger was agitated, and his hand was restored clean.
It's been a long time since I've killed so many people, so I miss it.
Dugu Chao glanced at the corpse on the ground, his face was extremely calm, but there was a bit of yearning for the past in his eyes.
His own generation of demon emperors, when did he kill fewer people.
I built a thatched cottage by the river back then, and the enemy came to kill him, one, two, a group......
The corpses of the enemy were piled up by the river, which for fifty years was called the River of Blood, because for fifty years the water had been red.
Zhang Cong sat on a tattered boat, and around him, there were also several men and women in tattered clothes, but women were the majority, and some were directly tied with ropes and strips of cloth stuffed into their mouths.
When they saw Zhang Cong, there was only despair in their eyes, not a trace of anger, these people were not like Zhang Cong, they were arrested and sold.
Zhang Cong couldn't help but hug the box in his arms, if it weren't for the box in his arms, I'm afraid he would already be like them.
The roar of the engine sounded, and several large men with weapons in their hands jumped onto the boat, and the hull of the ship shook a few times.
"When you arrive in Vietnam, you will be safe, and we have arranged a plane for you to go to the United States. The big black man who picked up Zhang Cong grinned.
Zhang Cong nodded silently, and the place where he was sitting was a little farther away from those women.
The motors rose in puffs of black smoke, and the ship under their feet gradually headed towards the sea, and the lights of the distant harbor gradually faded and disappeared.
Zhang Cong took a deep breath, as if he had lost all his strength and finally escaped.
The black man handed Zhang Cong a glass of liquor, Zhang Cong took it and drank it all, and his face finally recovered a little bit of redness.
"One more day, we'll be liberated!hahahaha!"
Someone opened their mouth and laughed loudly, and the crowd on the boat couldn't help but cheer, of course, the cheering crowd did not include the women on the ship, who had long known their fate.
Before the noise of the crowd had stopped, the hull of the ship shook suddenly, and the people standing on the boat almost fell.
What's going on?
Zhang Cong raised his head and suddenly found that not far in front of him, there was a death-like figure, standing coldly on the bow of the ship.