Chapter Twenty-Three: He's an Immortal

Almost everyone was stunned by Lin Changfeng's momentum, they couldn't figure out why this was at all, it was just a sentence, why it could make them feel that the air around them was falling.

The only ones in the audience who were not shocked were only two people.

The demon girl's eyes turned red, and when she saw Lin Changfeng, she was already on the verge of losing control.

"You killed the crazy brother?"

Her voice was still so charming, with a hint of chill in her enchantment.

staring straight at Lin Changfeng, the demon girl became more and more forceful in her hands, holding Song Rushuang's hair, and the corner of her eyes was always paying attention to Lin Changfeng.

"Want to know the pain of losing a loved one? You'll soon find out. He laughed maniacally.

Looking at Song Rushuang, who had messy hair and looked embarrassed, Lin Changfeng's heart twitched fiercely.

The demon girl's attention at this time was not on Lin Changfeng's body, and at this moment, a gunshot exploded in her ears.

"Demon sister, be careful!"

When she turned her head, her eyes happened to meet Lin Changfeng's.

As soon as the body stiffened, the whole person seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and the demon girl's eyes lost any brilliance for a moment.

Because she saw, she saw the scene of the last scene before death.

It was a man with a long sword in his hand, a bloody man swaying, his face had no expression, but he looked at anything like a dead thing.

"You..."

The words came to her lips but she didn't say them, because she saw her own body, a body that was standing in place, and the blood didn't have time to spurt out.

Her eyes were closed, and the smile on her face was frozen at this moment.

"Demon girl!" Lin Jiu roared heartbreakingly, and then looked at Lin Changfeng who was holding a wooden stick.

He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand.

Why a wooden stick could be so sharp, he couldn't figure out why Lin Changfeng's speed was so terrifying, and even bullets couldn't track it.

Holding Song Rushuang in his arms, Lin Changfeng gently patted the back of her head and comforted her softly:

"It's okay, it's all over."

The tears on her face had not dried up, Song Rushuang was in a trance, and her pupils were dilated and she looked straight ahead.

"Lao Tzu is not dead yet!"

Even if he was surprised by Lin Changfeng's strength, not taking him in his eyes made him feel extremely angry.

The gun in his hand was instantly aimed at Lin Changfeng, and when Lin Jiu was about to shoot, his eyes froze.

A dry branch continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, and in an instant, blood burst out, and Lin Jiu fell straight down.

Everyone stared blankly at the corpses of Lin Jiu and the demon sister, they even forgot to escape, and they didn't dare to move.

Footsteps could be heard downstairs, and helicopters fluttered in the sky.

Bodyguards in black uniforms appeared, and then Shi San, who was in the lead, walked over.

He glanced at the corpses of the two people on the ground and sighed.

Bowing slightly to Lin Changfeng, Shi San said politely: "Senior, what about these people?" ”

Without looking at them, Lin Changfeng picked up Song Rushuang, who was asleep, and said lightly: "Don't leave any of them!" ”

Passing through the crowd, Lin Changfeng gradually disappeared on the floor.

There was no sound of wailing above the top floor, no sound of begging for mercy, and after all the people brought by Shi San executed them, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi San looked at Ye Qingyu who was tied to the pillar, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Yezi, these people beat you down?" ”

"It's strange to say that Senior Lin actually only killed these two people."

After being put down, Ye Qingyu covered the gunshot wound on his shoulder, shook his head and said, "It's not just these two people, you can go to the stairs and take a look." ”

How many people are here, Shi San doesn't know, Lin Changfeng doesn't know.

But Lin Jiu once said that there were nearly 1,000 people in this building, but Lin Changfeng killed more than 900 people alone.

In the stairwell, a security guard took a deep breath after seeing the scene downstairs.

"Boss Shi, look here."

When everyone heard the sound, they looked at the stairwell, nearly twenty floors, and looked down, and there was a river of blood, which couldn't help but make them feel terrified.

"This is all done by Senior Lin?" Shi San turned his head to look at Ye Qingyu, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Without answering Shi San's words, Ye Qingyu came to Lin Jiu's corpse and picked up the wooden stick on the ground.

"What kind of control is it? Kill a thousand people in anger, but the wooden stick is not stained with blood! He whispered to himself, and when he turned his head, he happened to see Shi San's face.

"This is Senior Lin's weapon?"

Glancing at Shi San, Ye Qingyu nodded and said, "Well, is this really the strength that a grandmaster should have?" ”

They all felt skeptical, although they didn't see the grandmaster do it, but Lin Changfeng's strength was obviously more than the grandmaster.

"I don't know, but Huang Keqing definitely doesn't have such strength."

Shi San's tone was firm, he trusted his own judgment, and he believed in everything his eyes saw.

Picking up the branches, the group headed downstairs, wanting to see if there were any alive mouths.

The matter here must be solved clearly, after all, the number of people is too large, and it will definitely not be so simple if you want to completely suppress it.

Nearly twenty floors, layer by layer, a chill rose in their hearts, making them feel terrified.

Nearly 1,000 people, none of them survived, all of them were sealed with a sword, and there was no chance.

At the same time, the wound was like a sharp weapon slashing, who would have thought that Lin Changfeng was just using a dead wood branch?

The strong smell of blood wafted far away, and Bai Yue stood in the distance with her brows locked together, and didn't say a word.

It wasn't until Ye Qingyu and the others came over that Bai Yue asked, "Is it finished?" ”

"It's all settled, when we came over, Lin Jiu was already dead." Shi San was particularly in awe when he spoke.

"Not a single one is left alive."

Ye Qingyu handed the dead wood branch in his hand to Bai Yue and explained, "This is Senior Lin's weapon. ”

"Weapons?"

Taking the dead wood branch, a smile appeared on Bai Yue's face, "It seems that I need to send a weapon to Shizun." ”

Ye Qingyu just smiled, and then wondered, "Miss, who is Senior Lin?" It feels like his strength is not just as simple as a grandmaster. ”

After putting the branch in his hand and waving it twice, and carefully putting it away, Bai Yue raised his head and said, "He is not a human, but an immortal who has fallen into the mortal dust." ”

Shi San was confused when he heard it, he really didn't understand what this sentence meant.

Ye Qingyu seemed to have thought of something, and the expression on his face became extremely yearning, because only immortals have such strength, and only immortals can be so chic.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ye Qingyu stared at Bai Yue tightly, and said in surprise: "Miss, you call him Shizun, is it..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Bai Yue snorted, turned around and said, "Deal with the matter here, I'll go back first." ”

Ye Qingyu had a gunshot wound and also needed treatment, so he could only leave with Bai Yue.

No matter how Ye Qingyu asked along the way, Bai Yue didn't say a word about it, which made her feel extremely depressed.

"Miss, I won't compete with you for the master's respect, you can reveal it!"