"Three, two......"

Kang Keyou obviously didn't take the hostage in my hand to heart, he didn't even deliberately slow down the countdown, but read it calmly, as if it had fallen on my hand. Not his son at all, but my cub.

I can believe that if this countdown is over, he will definitely not hesitate to slaughter Mu Shiwei as if he were his father.

Seeing Mu Qingshan, writhing in pain on the ground, churning in a pool of blood, a strong sense of guilt hit my heart. Just as he was about to pronounce "One", I finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Stop, stop, I'm willing to exchange hostages with you!" ”

"One!"

At this time, Kang Keyou also read the last number, but before I could finish speaking, he suddenly stretched his hand forward and pulled it into Mu Shiwei's chest.

The girl, who was full of fantasies about the future, was in the midst of extreme grief over her father's death, screaming in horror. The whole person was in a state of collapse, but he really didn't expect that when I agreed to exchange hostages, Kang Keyou actually killed himself without hesitation.

Mu Shiwei's eyes bulged out of the sockets, her full cherry lips bit out blood, and her face turned snow-white in an instant.

Seeing that Kang Ke, who killed Mu Shiwei, pulled out the girl's lively heart. Licking between my lips, I immediately broke down and yelled at the bloody hand madman, "I have already agreed to exchange hostages, why do you want to kill her?" ”

Kang Keyou licked the heart from his tongue, then spit out the blood in his mouth in disgust, threw it aside, slowly put down the girl's body, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, don't you think she was too noisy just now?" ”

Too noisy?

Just because of such a bullshit reason, he killed a girl who was like a flower and had a good future, and he didn't even care about his own son who was held in my hands?

This man is crazy, right?

Yes. Only a madman can do such a thing!

My heart sank like water, my face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and I thought silently in my heart that the cloth fish hidden in the dried fish house was thrown to my side.

The cloth fish standing at the door had tears in his eyes.

No matter how dull his mind was, he knew that the girl who had just been killed had a little subtle affection for him, although he had no feelings for Mu Shiwei. But there is always a trace of gratitude in my heart for those who love me.

You love me, I may not love you, but I appreciate you.

But the girl died.

Death in sight.

Buyu didn't even say a word of thanks, how could he be relieved?

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Buyu was in tears, and the taciturn honest guy shed rare tears, but how could I turn a blind eye?

Not to mention anything else, Mu Qingshan's family was supposed to live a peaceful life in Bangkok, but I was involved in this disaster, and finally lost my life, how can I feel embarrassed?

What can I do for someone who dies because of me?

Only by killing Kang Keyou and avenging this revenge can the souls of the dead who have passed away not far away be comforted.

But before I can do that, I'll have to take a guy under the knife.

When a strong man goes on an expedition, there must be one person to sacrifice the flag.

Thump!

The pale, panicked monk Zhihan was pushed to the ground by me, he struggled to get up, but I stepped on his head and had to lower his head, but he still tried to raise his head unrelentingly, shouting: "Dad, save me, save me, don't let me die......"

My face sank like water, and Kang Keyou wiped the blood on his hands, and there was a smile on his face: "Child, I told you to stay in China at the beginning, why didn't you obey?" ”

Monk Zhihan clasped the dirt under him with both hands, and cried and said: "I'm obedient, but Maoshan wants to kill me, I can't stay in China anymore!" ”

Kang Keyou waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Do you think you can live when you come back?" Do you know who that little girl you killed is? It's Hua Congyu's granddaughter, even if you are not caught, but return to me, I will slaughter you and give Hua Congyu an explanation. I tell you a word, don't think that if you are my son, you can do evil, in this world, the most reliable thing is your ability, not the halo shrouded in your head, you know? ”

Hearing that his father had actually given up on himself, Monk Zhihan was a little broken, and while crying, he asked: "Woo, who is Hua Congyu, how do I know ......?"

I looked up at the starlight in the sky, and silently raised the blood-drinking cold light sword in the air.

Before that, I once wanted to bring this dog thief back to China and bring it back to Maoshan, because I wanted to let countless colleagues in the rivers and lakes who coveted Maoshan take a look, even if the son of Kang Keyou, who was powerful in the South Seas, provoked my Maoshan, he would be chased and killed by thousands of miles, and he would be brought back for trial, and if anyone dared to touch the tiger power of Maoshan, he would weigh it first.

Assassination and public trial are two different forms, and the latter is definitely a hundred times more powerful than the former in terms of the influence of killing chickens and monkeys.

But to this day, I don't wait.

Mu Qingshan, if you haven't gone far, then take a look.

This is an early offering for you.

Swish!

A sword light rose out of thin air and cut horizontally towards the neck of Monk Zhihan, as if feeling the coming of death, and at the last moment, Monk Zhihan subconsciously closed his mouth and did not scream hard.

After all, he is the son of a bloody maniac, and even if he dies, he has to maintain a little dignity after being famous.

However, just as I was about to kill the other party, a transparent object suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped the monk Zhihan.

With this sword, I accidentally slashed into the air.

The monk Zhihan at his feet was actually wrapped in a transparent jellyfish-like thing, and hurried away in the direction of Kang Keyu, although my sword had already slashed on the opponent's bald head, but the transparent thing was extremely slippery, so that the tip of the sword was draped on it, but it slid to the side.

The prey in hand flew like this.

As Monk Zhihan flew forward, and when I looked up, I saw a scorn in the red eyes of the bloody hand madman in the distance, revealing a scorn that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

In the words he just said, there are true and false, and the blame for Monk Zhihan must be true, but it will not let him die.

After all, it is his own flesh and blood, whether he is dead or alive, how much he has to decide.

Kang Keyu is the kind of person who tries to control a qiē, and he will never allow anything to go beyond his control.

In fact, his control of the whole scene is terrifyingly accurate.

He could not hesitate to brutally kill the hostages in his hands, not because he didn't want to save his son, but because he had a more secure means than an exchange.

But how could I possibly endure such humiliation?

The transparent mass that wrapped the monk Zhihan was fast, but I was faster than it, and I walked straight into the crowd of living dead, running for a hundred miles, and suddenly rushed to the guy's side, raising my hand to be three swords.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and a sword is more fierce than a sword.

However, the thing that surprised me was that the transparent jellyfish wrapped around the monk Zhihan didn't look soft and weak, but it had a tough protection that surpassed steel, and the blood-drinking cold light sword slashed down on it, and there was no way to receive the force at all, so it slid directly to the side, even if it was right on it, it could also dissipate my power to the other side.

Neither the power, nor the speed, had any effect on it.

Even the Ten Thousand Soul Beads that bounced up didn't play a role in the body of this thing.

In the sight of Lin Xian's dispatch, this transparent jellyfish is perfect and leakless, and there is not the slightest flaw that can be broken.

What the hell is this?

Seeing that the transparent jellyfish wrapped the monk Zhihan and kept rushing forward, if he hesitated for a while, it was estimated that it had already arrived at Kang Keyou's side.

Can't wait any longer.

I've decided to take a gamble - [Abyss Three Methods, Demon Power]!

I slapped a palm from afar, and the transparent jellyfish was shocked, and finally stiffened for a moment, and in this instant, I did not hesitate to abandon the sharpness of the blood-drinking cold lightsaber, but suddenly stepped forward and slapped a palm on the smooth transparent body.

Maoshan palm thunder!

Demon Refining Pot Viewing Technique!

The two techniques are like thunder running through the body, and the trick of using force is to fight cattle across the mountains.

I didn't hurt the transparent jellyfish in the slightest, but through its protection, I killed the Zhifan monk inside, which was a last resort when I couldn't break the transparent jellyfish's defense.

Rumble!

I saw the blood spurting from the mouth of the monk Zhihan who was huddled in the middle, and a pair of eyes bulging out of the sockets, and I knew that this son would not be long in life.

That's it.

As long as Monk Zhihan has not been rescued, then the qiē we have done when we came to Nanyang this time has become meaningful.

Mu Qingshan, Mu Shiwei, you go slowly, the death of this dog thing is just a prelude, and then, I will send many people down to accompany you and pay tribute to your dead souls.

I didn't chase any more, but raised my sword and slashed the living dead who were rushing towards me one by one.

The severed living dead erupted in a sky of plasma and bone spurs, but they were all avoided by the aura emanating from my body, and I stood in the crowd, looking at the bloody hand madman Kang Keyu from afar.

And at the moment when I fought with Kang Keyou, the Maoshan Torture Hall, which had been silent next to me, and the white witch monk led by Master Panzhi also made a decisive move.

The big war is imminent.

I looked at Conk from a distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Is this a fateful duel?

If so, come!