Chapter 65: Kill one, kill ten million

Taking over the peachwood sword, Chen Changdong's hand trembled obviously, but when he saw Ye Qiuming staring at him expressionlessly, he finally gritted his teeth and walked towards the shirtless man.

He had never killed anyone, and to him it was his own kind, unlike a zombie that had mutated, and it was hard for him to imagine a sword inserted into the body of his own kind.

It was an inner torment, he didn't believe in Buddhism, but his humanity still existed, and it was very difficult for a creature who spoke the same language as himself, had the same skin color, and had the same emotions.

It was as if he was stabbing a long sword into his right hand with his left hand, but he knew in his heart that what Ye Qiuming said was not wrong, and he couldn't bear to exist in a captain who led more than ten people.

"If you don't kill him, he will kill you~!"

Ye Qiuming mended the knife at an extremely timely time, and after speaking, he looked at the man who was in a cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Someone is going to kill you, won't you resist?"

He put his right hand under his chin, and the words kept stimulating both sides, as if waiting for a good show to play out, and then it seemed to open up the place for the two to have enough space to play.

Ye Qiuming could see that the man was not a good type, the cold sweat on his forehead was frightened, he was frightened by himself, and it was not Chen Changdong who wanted to kill him.

The people around were all frightened, looking at Chen Changdong and then at Ye Qiuming, someone wanted to say something condemning, but looking at Chen Changdong's peachwood sword that had been raised slightly, no one would suspect that this weapon with white light was just a children's toy.

There was fear on everyone's faces, and when the word killing came out, it was as if the upper lip touched the lower lip, it was simple and easy, but when the killing came to them, it still made these people tremble.

Will it be me next? What if that person wants to kill me? Do I pray for forgiveness instead, or do I rise up and resist?

For a while, all kinds of thoughts kept popping up in the hearts of these people, as if it was no longer the man and Chen Changdong who were facing off at this time, as if they had suddenly changed themselves.

"Made, if you want Lao Tzu to die, Lao Tzu will let you die first~!" The shirtless big man, cold sweat broke out more and more on his forehead, and his face became more and more anxious, but the corner of his eyes was staring at Ye Qiuming.

Seeing that Ye Qiuming retreated, and Chen Changdong, who had already gradually gained the upper hand in the ideological struggle, the man knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and he would definitely die if he waited any longer.

Thinking about it, the man's body moved, and he rushed forward in an instant, his right hand clenched into a fist, attached to his waist, and his left leg crossed forward two or three meters away in an instant, and then hit Chen Changdong's chest and heart with a punch.

"I'm still a practitioner, no wonder I'm cheap~!" Ye Qiuming laughed.

He didn't worry about Chen Changdong, don't look at Chen Changdong, he didn't look at it at this time, but the meat of mutated creatures was not eaten for nothing, in his opinion, no matter how strong or fast the man was, he was a grade worse than Chen Changdong.

"It's just that the first blow is a trouble, but it's good to suffer a little loss, and increase your memory, so as not to hesitate in the future~!" Shaking his head, Ye Qiuming didn't pay attention to the man's attack this time.

Although it seemed that the man was going straight to Chen Changdong's fatal place, Ye Qiuming, who had ten years of experience, knew that this blow might be able to directly shock people until death before the end of the world.

However, after the end of the world, especially for a person whose body has been strengthened by the flesh of a mutated creature, this blow will not hurt his life at all unless it is a huge difference in strength.

So Ye Qiuming didn't move at all, just stared at the battle center lightly, as long as he didn't die or be disabled, he didn't mind Chen Changdong teaching a lesson.

A punch was struck, as Ye Qiuming expected, Chen Changdong hesitated, allowing the man to seize the opportunity, and with the help of the momentum of rushing forward, he smashed Chen Changdong in the chest with one punch.

The man was confident that this punch would make the person in front of him lose his life, even if it could not make the person in front of him hesitate lose his life.

The corners of his mouth already showed a smile of victory, but his eyes were becoming more and more cruel, he didn't know how to kill people once, he was used to it, but how to make the painful death of the murder was his pleasure.

There was also the person wearing a suit of armor with a faint white light, thinking of that light, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the man's eyes, and he looked at the peachwood sword in Chen Changdong's hand without moving.

"When I take this wooden sword, I will definitely be able to deal with the armor on that person~!" Thinking in his heart, the speed of the man's forward rush suddenly accelerated.

A punch was like a yellow dragon going out to sea, from top to bottom, directly hitting Chen Changdong's chest with the empty door wide open, and he had even seen the basic moves he learned from an old boxer, which would definitely bring him unexpected results.

Bang~!

Chen Changdong stepped back and hit his right fist, and the grim smile on the man's face was covered by a huge pain before he could let it out, and then a stream of blood on his neck instantly gushed out.

"That's the weapon that glows with white light~!" Before his consciousness fell into darkness, his mind suddenly replayed the sword light that suddenly appeared when his fist was about to attack.

Syllable~!

"Brother Ye is right, kill one person, kill tens of millions of people, I will kill and kill, not kill and kill~!" Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, Chen Changdong's face was pale, and even his lips were a little blue, but he sighed in a stiff tone.

Syllable~!

slapped Chen Changdong on the back of the head without warning, and instantly knocked this sullen slut from the altar, Ye Qiuming said angrily:

"Roll bald, when did I say this?" Ignoring Chen Changdong, who was full of resentment, Ye Qiuming suddenly walked towards the door of a locked room.

He remembered that when he was talking about the roulette, the man had looked at the door very secretly, and if it wasn't accidental, the roulette wheel should be in this room.

For the man who died, this person did die innocently, even Ye Qiuming would not deny it.

The man is not going to die, but there is nothing innocent or innocent in this world, for Ye Qiuming, it is beneficial to him, whether it is innocent or damned, it is necessary.

Who let him bump into the muzzle of Chen Changdong who exercised himself, Ye Qiuming can only say that the man is very lucky, lucky enough to meet his own inspiration and want to exercise Changdong's time.

"By the way, if your chest is fine, summarize it well, you let me see the example of the five scum in this battle~!"

Walking to the door of the room, Ye Qiuming suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to the growth host who was pale.

The five scumbags of war are not Ye Qiuming's sarcasm, in his opinion at this time, Chen Changdong is indeed a five scumbags, and he is even worse than the first time he killed people in his previous life.

"Battle five scum?" The pale face was stunned, and then Chen Changdong fell into deep thought inexplicably.

Glancing at Chen Changdong lightly, the corners of Ye Qiuming's mouth curled, and then he repeated the old trick, kicked the locked door with one kick, and walked in with his foot.