Seeing this scene, the man in the Taoist robe laughed loudly:

"Even if you have a bit of eyesight, I'm really not suitable for hands-on, so the rest of the things are especially for you two, remember to do it cleanly, you know what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand, you can rest assured, you just watch from the sidelines."

The fat man looked flattering, and said to the man in the robe with his head bowed.

When the man in the robe heard this, he didn't reply to the fat man, holding a short sword in his right hand and the hilt of the sword with a strange style in his left hand, and walked up to the woman in ancient costume who was with him.

He handed over the hilt of the sword with both hands, and said very respectfully:

"Miss, something has been found, but the minion feels ....."

The woman didn't answer, looking at the Taoist priest and the blood-stained hilt of the sword in his hand with disgust, and then turned to look at the crowd, as if the next thing was more interesting than what the man handed over.

The middle-aged man waited for the Taoist priest to leave, returned to his original demeanor, and smiled at the woman next to him and said:

"Honey, how many do you want, these two girls belong to me, and the others belong to you, okay?"

"No, no, no, these are not enough for me for two minutes, I want them all."

The woman next to her shook the middle-aged man's arm and said coquettishly.

"Dog men and women, it's disgusting, you guys...."

In the crowd, the blue-haired boy couldn't stand it anymore and scolded.

When the middle-aged man heard that he and the woman were scolded, he didn't get angry, but just smiled and said to the young man:

"You talk a lot."

Then before everyone could react, a dodge came in front of the young man, his right hand reached out, and grabbed the young man's neck.

Click, a sound of bones shattering, clearly into everyone's ears, the young man's eyes suddenly burst out, and his hands slammed into the middle-aged man's throat grip.

But there is an obvious disparity in strength, and no matter how hard the teenager tries, he has never been able to break free.

The middle-aged man gradually lifted the boy off the ground with one hand, and then threw it hard, like throwing garbage, seven or eight meters away.

The boy rolled in the air, the blood slid down like raindrops, and finally fell heavily on his back, his body began to twitch violently, and the blood of the seven orifices was like a fountain gushing wildly, and finally he was motionless.

"Murderous ......"

A shrill girl's exclamation seemed so piercing in this silent mountain forest night.

The middle-aged man frowned, he looked at the screaming girl who killed Matt, stepped out, and came in an instant. Without waiting for the girl's reaction, she raised her leg and put it on the girl's chest.

The girl who was kicked lost her voice instantly, and her body was like a kicked football, rolling on the ground for more than ten meters, and then stopped next to the body of the blue-haired boy.

There was another blood line about ten meters long on the ground, and at the end of the blood line, young boys and girls, head to head, foot to foot, lay quietly on the ground, blood stained a large area of ground around them.

The whole thing happened in no more than ten seconds, and the other four didn't have time to react.

Just two people who were alive were killed by the demon in front of them.

The middle-aged man clapped his hands and said as if nothing had happened:

"It's quiet."

Then his gaze wandered over the faces of the crowd, as if looking for the next target to kill.

Boundless fear spread to the hearts of the four people, and they could clearly sense that the two people who were beaten by the fat man were estimated to be more than lucky, or that they were definitely dead.

"Dead ghost, how can you do this, it's all mine."

Next to the middle-aged man, a very dissatisfied voice came from the bewitching woman.

Then I saw her twisting her waist, taking small steps, walking to the four people, as if protecting the four people, turned to the middle-aged man and said:

"You stay with me."

The middle-aged man laughed twice, walked over to the two corpses, squatted down, and looked at the two people lying on the ground with interest, as if admiring his masterpiece.

"A vulgar man who doesn't understand art at all."

The woman muttered in a low voice, turned around and said to Han Xue with a smile on her face:

"Don't worry, I'm not like that dead ghost, I won't be so violent."

After a pause, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said with a grim face:

"I will make you suffer a lot, let you feel the art of death, and die slowly in torment, hahaha...."

Looking at the woman who looked like a pervert, listening to the whispers that were like the devil, the remaining two young men and girls who killed Matt finally couldn't help it, turned around and ran, but surprisingly, the woman didn't chase it, she was still muttering something, listen carefully, the woman said:

"I'll let you run for a minute, my favorite game of peek-a-boo..."

The figures of the two had already disappeared into the depths of the woods, and only then did the woman slowly follow.

Cold sweat kept dripping down their foreheads, and Han Xue and Xiaomi were almost stuck together in fear, holding their hands.

They are not naïve to think that the crazy woman is gone, and they are safe, because there is still a middle-aged man, even if there is no middle-aged man, and there is a man in Taoist clothes.

Desperate situation, a desperate situation without a trace of hope, thinking of himself and his girlfriend, as well as the little white wolf in his arms, is going to die here, I was very afraid and desperate at first, but now I am relieved, this may be fate, I am not alone, I went to Huangquan with the little white wolf and my girlfriend, by the way, and the villain.

That villain is all at this time, what are you doing, Han Xue looked over, Cheng Jing was expressionless, still roasting the fire there, and adding some firewood from time to time, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

We're dead, can you still live? Han Xue thought indignantly.

"Oops, I can't help it when I do it, it's so uncomfortable......"

The middle-aged man walked up to Han Xue and the others with a tangled face.

Looking at his figure, there was another corpse lying on the ground, it was the Xiaomi bodyguard, and at some point, the middle-aged man quietly killed the traitor surnamed Wang.

"While the crazy woman didn't come back, I'll kill another one to have fun, and she can't do anything when she comes, everyone is dead anyway."

The middle-aged man chose between Han Xue and Xiaomi, and finally looked at Han Xue:

"Your name is Han Xue, it's you, you should be glad to die in my hands, if it falls into the hands of that crazy woman, then it's not happy."

Saying that, the man stepped towards Han Xue and the little white wolf in her arms, and he wanted to destroy the flowers with his hot hands.

However, before the middle-aged man could make a move, his own body was moved sideways by a force of more than three meters, making two deep marks on the ground. The middle-aged man turned his head to see that a figure stood in his position just now, and slowly withdrew to kick his leg.

Cheng Jing? Han Xue was surprised, she clearly saw Cheng Jing still roasting there just now.

"I don't care about the others, but she can't die."

Cheng Jing was expressionless, didn't look at Han Xue, and said to the middle-aged man who was kicked out by him for several meters.

"I thought you'd put up with it, hehehe....."

The middle-aged man patted the footprints on his arm, stepped forward, and smiled at Cheng Jing:

"From the beginning, I felt that in the whole team, you are not simple, I am a perennial murderer, I absolutely believe in my own feelings, and besides, you deliberately led us here at that time, which also indirectly confirmed my conjecture, you can't help it for her now? I'm so excited. ”

"At that time, we also wanted to find a remote place to do it, although we don't know what your purpose is, but it doesn't matter, thank you for helping us, after all, it will be a little bit of trouble for people to find out."

"Now, I can enjoy the thrill of killing..."

Cheng Jing didn't speak, he heard the meaning of the man, and he didn't have to talk about it.

Close your eyes, inhale, open your eyes again, and punch the man in the chest with his right hand.

The middle-aged man turned to one side, dodged the punch, grabbed Cheng Jing's wrist with his backhand, and kicked Cheng Jing in the lower abdomen.

Then I saw Cheng Jingkou spurting blood, because the man grabbed his wrists, his feet were one meter above the ground, his body was arched, and his clothes were torn, leaking out a not strong back.

Without waiting for Cheng Jing's feet to land, the middle-aged man turned around and kicked and was kicking the medium-range mirror door.

Cheng Jing rolled on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood, and then stopped seven or eight meters away from the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man walked up to Cheng Jing and looked at Cheng Jing who was covered in blood and his eyes were round, he was still struggling, struggling to stand up with his hands on the ground.

The man smiled, grabbed Cheng Jing's hair, directly carried Cheng Jing in the air, and turned around and slammed the whole person to the ground.

There was a heavy sound of hitting the ground, Han Xue couldn't bear to look at it directly, turned her head, and silently said sorry in her heart with tears in her eyes, thinking: If there is an afterlife, she will definitely compensate Cheng Jing at any cost.