Old Song pulled out the dagger stuck in the crutch's neck, and then shook the blood on it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He turned his head to look at the machete thrown on the ground, dropped the dagger and picked up the machete.

Although the damage caused by a dagger stabbing the human body is higher than that of a machete, Lao Song prefers machetes because what he likes in his bones is blood.

After too long of a comfortable life, Lao Song forgot what blood smelled like. I've seen too much blood tonight, which makes Lao Song feel that his former self is back. He got dressed and took the machete. But before he could go out, he picked up the dagger again.

When he was mixing in the rivers and lakes before, Lao Song cut his fame with the machete in his hand. Supposedly tonight, he felt that after he recovered, he should continue to use a machete.

But Lao Song was really a little worried, if that kid was too powerful, only a machete might not be able to stop the other party. He felt that he was getting old after all, otherwise he wouldn't have worried about this at all.

When people are old, they should retire. In fact, Lao Song had long wanted to retire, otherwise he would not have come to such a place where birds don't. But retirement requires money, and he doesn't have any money left.

People who mix the rivers and lakes, money comes quickly, but it goes faster. Lao Song didn't have a rich life, thinking that when he was the best mixed back then, he dared to export all the money in such a suitcase in one night.

However, people who are used to living a good life, once they have no financial resources, they can no longer save money. What's more, Lao Song never wanted to save money at all, but when it came time to retire, he had no money in his hand.

Now Lao Song has renewed hope for retirement life. Because in his eyes, the money in Zhao Kongmeng's suitcase is his pension.

Lao Song held a machete and a dagger stuck in his waist. He couldn't figure out if the massacre in the suite just now would alarm Zhao Kongmeng. As for whether Zhao Kongmeng would flee or choose to resist after waking up, it was even more impossible for him to think of.

In Lao Song's opinion, the best opportunity is that Zhao Kongmeng didn't wake up at all. Then he sneaked in and slashed someone's neck, and he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

But this kind of thinking is just thinking about it, Lao Song really doesn't dare to have such extravagant hopes. But when he opened the door with the spare key of the crutch, he really felt like he might really start to run shit luck.

Zhao Kongmeng would lie on the bed and seemed to sleep soundly. He did say the same thing as the kidnapper, and slept quietly without snoring. If it weren't for Lao Song, who saw his chest slowly rising and falling, he would even wonder if he would have died.

The moonlight tonight is very good, and Zhao Kongmeng opened the window without drawing the curtains, so that Lao Song could see the situation in the house clearly. Perhaps it was because he saw it so clearly that he didn't know whether to do it or not. He just stood outside the door, seemingly a loyal guard.

Lao Song came here for money, so after making a cameo appearance for a while, he finally remembered his business. He paced carefully, little by little, into the house. When he saw that Zhao Kongmeng didn't react, he raised the knife in his hand.

As long as this knife is cut, the money in the suitcase will be in hand. Now no one can stop Lao Song, because he has long been blinded by money and cannot hear anyone's persuasion and threats.

However, Lao Song couldn't cut this knife in the end, because he was afraid.

Lao Song is not a fledgling rookie, and it is impossible to be easily scared. But he would be really scared, because he found himself suddenly in hell.

There are eighteen layers of hell, each with its own unique torture. Lao Song found himself constantly changing scenes, as if browsing their different hells.

At the beginning, he was able to persevere, with his former courage and ruthlessness. But after the rotation of hell, he was completely stupid.

Lao Song is not a cultivator after all, just a bastard who messes with the rivers and lakes. He didn't have any concentration, and the reason why he didn't scare to pee was just because he had long forgotten that he could pee to relieve his fear.

When Lao Song came to the last floor, he saw Xiao Rong and her family smiling at him. The only one who didn't laugh was the kidnapper, who was grimacing to snatch his dagger.

Lao Song thrust the dagger on his waist into the crutch, and then turned around with a machete and ran. As soon as he started running, he suddenly noticed that all the illusions were gone.

There's no hell here, it's clearly still in the hotel. However, he had already run out of Zhao Kongmeng's room and just stayed in the corridor. He turned around and saw that there was no moonlight in Zhao Kongmeng's room, only darkness remained.

If Lao Song was a smart man, he should run away now. But he's not smart enough, he's just a scared bastard. But even now, he still can't put down the money in the suitcase.

Tonight's events are indeed a little weird, but in Lao Song's thoughts, it is purely because of Xiao Rong's people. There are a lot of people dying tonight, and it's not unusual for some supernatural events to occur.

Lao Song was indeed frightened just now, he would take a few breaths, and his brain would come alive. He rang out the big brother who once led him to debut, and the experience of the rivers and lakes that he imparted.

It is impossible to mix in the rivers and lakes without killing people and not getting bloody. If you are afraid of retribution, then you should not do it. I haven't figured out anything in this life, so I don't need to care whether I will be a cow or a horse in the next life.

As for being retaliated against by ghosts for killing too many people, that's pure nonsense. Because demons are afraid of the wicked, especially the wicked who are afraid of turning themselves into ghosts.

Those who were killed, each of them would be afraid of those murderers, how dare they come to retaliate. If you kill enough people, you will have evil energy on your body. When the time comes, not only those who have been killed will not dare to provoke themselves, but even the rest of the powerful ghosts will not dare to come and look for trouble.

Lao Song's eldest brother died in the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, and his body was cut like fish scales, and he couldn't tell how many knives he had chopped. But his words took root in Lao Song's heart, making him do countless evils but without any psychological burden.

Tonight's strange incident did make Lao Song a little scared, but when the words of the eldest brother sounded, Lao Song was not afraid. He clenched the machete in his hand and re-entered Zhao Kongmeng's room.

Old Song is already full of ambition and fearless. But when he entered the house, he couldn't help but touch his waist. Because he found that the dagger hanging from his waist was missing, as if it had been snatched by a crutch just now.

The kidnapper is already a dead ghost by now, and of course it is impossible to grab a dagger. Because Lao Song felt that everything just now was an illusion, the dagger should still be on his body. But he touched and touched, but he never found anything.

Lao Song couldn't find it in himself, so he subconsciously looked forward. As a result, he found that Zhao Kongmeng was holding a dagger in his hand, which happened to be the one he had before.

At this time, Lao Song was not afraid at all, but was quite angry. He figured out what was wrong, and it turned out that the kid in bed had done everything.

Lao Song guessed that Zhao Kongmeng must have pretended to be asleep just now, and then took advantage of the fact that he was a little confused, and stole the dagger on his waist. What's even more annoying is that Zhao Kongmeng is still sleeping until now.

According to Lao Song's understanding, everything was caused by Zhao Kongmeng. He had already decided that Zhao Kongmeng was pretending to be asleep, so he had nothing to scruple about. He yelled directly at Zhao Kongmeng: "Boy, you are looking for death." ”

Zhao Kongmeng was still lying on the bed, and it seemed that Lao Song's earth-shattering roar had no effect on him. He just continued to fall asleep, and had no intention of getting up at all.

Lao Song is not only angry now, he is simply angry to the extreme. He felt that he was being despised and that he must have been looked down upon.

came out to mix the rivers and lakes one is to seek wealth, and the other is to save face. Now that the other party doesn't give face, he has stepped on countless feet on his face. Then Lao Song didn't care about it, and directly waved a knife to cut people. But he had only taken a step before he withdrew.

It's not that Lao Song suddenly changed his mind, but that he had no way to stop his body from retreating. Because when Zhao Kongmeng was taking a step, he suddenly waved his hand and happened to throw the dagger at Lao Song's neck.

Like the crutch that died under this dagger, Lao Song still didn't make any sound. He just grabbed at his neck in vain, trying to pull the dagger out. But Zhao Kongmeng's strength was too great, and the dagger didn't go directly into his neck, and even the handle of the knife was not exposed.

Lao Song still couldn't pull out the dagger in the end, but just maintained that posture. His hands were clutched at the edge of the knife and never let it go. As the corpse stiffened, it was impossible to put his hands down unless he broke his arm.

In addition to maintaining this posture, what is more terrifying about Lao Song is his eyes. He couldn't bat his eyes, and even his eyeballs were protruding from their sockets.

Old Song hated Zhao Kongmeng to death, because from beginning to end, Zhao Kongmeng didn't raise his eyelids to look at him at all. He has never been so despised, even when he first debuted. People also called him a mad dog in fear, and never looked at him with disgust like a leper dog.

Zhao Kongmeng continued to lie on the bed and fell asleep, his breathing was still so steady, and his expression was still so comfortable. Even his hands were placed at his sides in a regular manner, and he didn't seem to move at all.

Although Zhao Kongmeng didn't get up, it didn't mean that he couldn't understand that someone was hating him. He doesn't have a good impression of that kind of person. He didn't get up and scold, but waved his hand again when he turned over and turned into a side bed.

This time, Zhao Kongmeng didn't have a dagger in his hand, so naturally he couldn't stab Lao Song again. However, he waved his hand lightly, but Lao Song was guilty again. After all, for a cultivator, death is not the end of life, but just a wonderful chapter.