Chapter Seventy-Nine, Peach Blossoms Eat People!
Poof!
As the smile on Zhou Zheng's face became more and more obvious, a killer finally noticed the physical discomfort.
A mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot!
Puff puff puff!!
Subsequently, the other murderers fell to the ground one after another, blood sprayed wildly, and the breath of the whole person also withered to the extreme, his pale face was like a dead man, his whole body was weak, he was unsteady on his feet, and even the dagger in his hand fell one after another.
Seeing this, Gong Tan, Hao Wang and the others' pupils dilated suddenly, they never expected that Zhou Zheng would actually poison these people without them noticing.
I didn't expect it to be so toxic that it would directly make these killers lose their combat effectiveness.
"Hongu has limited patience, so you'd better say something valuable. ”
Zhou Zheng walked through the crowd and looked at the killer who vomited blood without any pity.
Instead, he walked into the crowd with a long knife in his hand, put the long knife on the neck of one of them, and asked in a deep voice.
"Don't think!"
These murderers were stubborn, looking at Zhou Zheng viciously, and they couldn't understand why they didn't notice the poison in the food.
I thought everything was under control and planned, but who knew that they would eventually find out that they were clowns.
They weren't reconciled, but the toxin began to spread, leaving them powerless.
Zhou Zheng sneered, he has a way to torture people, he couldn't even carry Hu Dadao before, he can't help believing that all the killers here can really endure it.
Immediately, the long knife fell, and a single knife directly cut off the arm of the killer under the knife.
However, he didn't stop the kung fu and movements in his hands, and three more knives fell, completely killing his limbs!
Ahhh
The pain was so severe that the killer couldn't help but let out a wailing hissing sound.
During the whole process, Zhou Zheng didn't even give him any reaction, and even these killers felt fear and panic.
Zhou Zheng still didn't speak, he immediately selected the killer with a knife, and just like just now, he forcibly removed the limbs of the other three killers.
For a time, blood flowed and wails were everywhere.
This kind of demon-like action like coming out of hell, coupled with Zhou Zheng's lack of any change in expression from beginning to end, made everyone's hearts beat faster and their faces twitched constantly.
Zhou Zheng did not directly ask for the lives of these people, but he made these people feel a result that was more terrible than death.
They can clearly feel the blood flowing in their bodies, they can clearly feel the dissipation of their vitality, they can clearly feel the approach of death, but there is nothing they can do.
Such torture methods are constantly being expanded in the group.
The killers' pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, and at this time, no one cared about the signs of heavy poison on their bodies, but trembled all over, for fear that the next one would be chosen by Zhou Zheng.