Song Zheng looked at the corpse next to him and sneered: "I didn't expect you to be so ruthless, I didn't want to kill you, you also misplaced my bones."

But she's still so tenacious, and she just wants to live, no matter who she faces.

Song Zheng is bloodthirsty and regards human life as a mustard, for him, it is not difficult to kill a person, but when he sees the kind of person who is obviously very weak, but can be fearless in the face of danger, he will have a trace of interest.

Suddenly, above a house where Song Zheng was hiding, he heard a noise.

Song Zheng squinted and smiled, and a gloomy voice came out of his throat: "If you can find me, then let's play with you."

With that, he kicked the corpse beside him aside, then picked up his sword and walked out.

Outside the house were the people from the Secret Pavilion sent by Jiang Duanchen, and when they saw Song Zheng walking out, they hurriedly raised their vigilance.

Unexpectedly, Song Zheng suddenly said, "Since you're here, let's go together." With a cold glow in his eyes, he searched for prey in the darkness of the night.

As soon as he finished speaking, two black-clothed men jumped down from the roof, and Song Zheng waved the software in his hand and pointed directly at the chest of one of the black-clothed men.

The man in black obviously underestimated Song Zheng's martial arts, or maybe Song Zheng's weapon was too weird, the man was not in a hurry to dodge, but he was attacked by Song Zheng, was knocked out, broke a branch and fell to the ground. The other man in black didn't please either, and was entangled by Song Zheng for a while, and was also knocked to the ground.

Song Zheng took back the software and turned his head to look at the two men in black who had already stood up. He snorted coldly, and ran towards the front with a step.

The two men in black supported each other to stand up, they looked at the disappeared Song Zheng, and gritted their teeth with hatred.

"What to do? He ran away." One of them asked.

"Chase, such a dangerous person must not be let go." The man in black who had been injured by Song Zheng earlier gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay." The other nodded.

Song Zheng ran to a relatively secluded alley and stopped, turned his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The two black-clothed people were panting and followed Song Zheng to this place slowly. They exchanged glances and decided to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack.

Song Zheng stood in place and did not move.

When the two men in black approached, his eyes froze, his right palm slapped out, his left hand clenched into a fist, and he rushed forward.

The two black-clothed men were shocked back a few meters away, they stood firm with their shoulders covered, their faces pale: "This kid's martial arts ......"

"What are you afraid of! Let's go together, he's dead." Another said.

"Good!"

The two rushed forward again and fought with Song Zheng.

Two secret guards arrived and surrounded the two men in black.

Song Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the two of them.

"Yes, it's a little more powerful than I thought, but if I'm in the middle of the city, can you still do it?" A chill flashed in Song Zheng's eyes.

The two people from the dark pavilion looked at each other and shouted badly.

Then Song Zheng flew to the downtown of Shangque City.

Song Zheng is comfortable in the downtown area, although the two black-clothed men are superb in martial arts, but the crowd around them is dense, and they are all dressed luxuriously. If they do it, it will definitely cause a riot, and then it will be even more troublesome. Therefore, they could only watch Song Zheng leave calmly.

Song Zheng was wandering around the city, he walked all the way, observed all the way, and finally saw a restaurant. He walked into the restaurant, sat in a private room, and instructed the shopkeeper to serve the dishes and drinks and taste them carefully.

He knew that the two men in black must be following.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for two people to sneak into the restaurant, and they searched around, but they didn't see half a figure.

Song Zheng tasted the good wine and food carefully, and when he was full of wine and food and was about to leave, he was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"Guest, you haven't paid for your meal yet." As soon as Xiao Er finished speaking, blood flowed from his neck, and he saw Song Zheng standing in front of him, holding a bloody sword in his hand.

"Ahh Seeing this, everyone fled one after another, but Song Zheng suddenly began to kill.

He smashed the tables, chairs and benches, smashed everything in the store, then grabbed a table and blocked it behind him, and stabbed the second shopkeeper who was hindering him just now.

"Ah......h

Song Zheng was red-eyed, stabbing one by one, and the guys in the store who killed him were terrified.

"Don't, don't kill me. Spare me, I beseech you, and I will give you all the money." The fellow fell to his knees and pleaded.

"I want the most valuable thing in your shop, or die." Song Zheng said coldly.

When the man heard this, he ran out with a roll.

Song Zheng looked at the pool of flesh and blood on the ground, with a disgusted expression on his face.

The people in the Dark Pavilion noticed this sudden situation and hurriedly came to stop it, "Song Zheng, don't make trouble!"

Song Zheng smiled contemptuously, "Oh? Want to stop me? It's up to you to see if you have the skills."

Several people from the Dark Pavilion immediately joined forces and rushed towards Song Zheng.

The software in Song Zheng's hand waved and forced several people back. The three of them didn't dare to fight hard, so they could only avoid their edge and entangle Song Zheng with the method of fighting.

"Hehe, I really overestimate you." Song Zheng said mockingly, waving the software in his hand, tearing the clothes of several secret guards, leaving several hideous cuts.

Seeing that Song Zheng had the advantage, several people hurriedly retreated, "Don't be arrogant, do you think you have won now?"

Song Zheng sneered, "Your master is still waiting for your information!"

The faces of the people in the dark pavilion changed greatly, and they all swept towards the door. Seeing that they were in a hurry, Song Zheng snorted disdainfully, "Want to escape?"

He lifted a stone at his feet and threw it at the beam, hitting the back of the guard who was trying to escape from the window. The Dark Guard grunted in pain and fell to the ground.