Xu Long smashed all the wine bottles in the corner, and he froze in place and gasped for breath, his mind blank.

At this moment, he realized only one thing.

Xiao Zhuo, not a person!

Xu Long's legs seemed to be stuck in place, and his heartbeat was extremely fast, "Poof!" Xu Long bent his legs, knelt in front of Xiao Zhuo, threw himself forward, and kowtowed heavily to Xiao Zhuo.

Xiao ...... Mr. Xiao, I ...... I was wrong, please, let me live!"

Xu Long knelt on the ground and trembled, his teeth chattering.

Xiao Zhuo looked down at Xu Long with cold eyes, and approached him step by step. The two numbers 32 hanging above his head were particularly bright in the dim light.

A few days ago, Xu Long beat Su Qing and Su Zhipeng at the Imperial Capital Hotel, and if he didn't settle the account with him tonight, I am afraid that in the future, there will be no chance.

Xu Long glanced at it and found that Xiao Zhuo was walking towards him. Perhaps the desire to survive in his body was too strong, and his brain was hot, so he quickly pulled out the military knife he was wearing at his waist and stabbed Xiao Zhuo.

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu fought with you!" Xu Long's eyes were scarlet, and he roared like a madman.

Xiao Zhuo didn't dodge or dodge, Xu Long's military knife directly pierced his abdomen.

Xu Long rolled in his throat, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat. He stared intently at Xiao Zhuo's abdomen, looking at the scene in front of him, the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and he was cold.

The military knife in his hand passed through Xiao Zhuo's abdomen. His arm also passed through Xiao Zhuo's abdomen!

However, Xiao Zhuo didn't shed a drop of blood!

Xiao Zhuo was like a humanoid phantom, not a real entity at all. Xu Long's knife stabbed not Xiao Zhuo, but air!

Xu Long swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and his hand shook, "Bang!" The military knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Xu Long mustered up the greatest courage in his life, slowly raised his eyes to look at Xiao Zhuo, whose face was like frost, and the voice of his teeth chattering came into Xiao Zhuo's ears: "You...... You are...... Ghosts?"

Xiao Zhuo didn't answer Xu Long, he smiled coldly: "This time, it's my turn." ”

"Smack!" Xiao Zhuo waved his hand, and a white light appeared in his palm, hitting Xu Long's face hard.

"Boom!" Xu Long's whole body bounced out and smashed into the wall of the warehouse.

The brick wall was smashed out of a hole by Xu Long's body.

"Ahem...... Poof!" Xu Long lay on the ground with a disgraced face, and vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Ghost ...... There is a ghost ......" Xu Long tried his best to prop up the floor and climbed up, he staggered and ran forward.

At this moment, Xu Long had only one thought in his heart, and that was to stay away from Xiao Zhuo! he didn't notice where the road ahead led.

Xiao Zhuo looked at the dying Xu Long expressionlessly until he ran onto the railway.

"Woo-woo-" Not far away, the whistle sounded and the train whistled in.

Xu Long's screams were drowned out by the sound of wheels rolling, or maybe he didn't have time to scream at all.

Xu Long's body was crushed under the wheels. Blood, staining the dead grass by the railroad red.

The train roared away, Xiao Zhuo retracted his gaze, and he glanced back at Xu Zhijiu and Wu Biao who were trembling in the corner.

Wu Biao seemed to find that Xiao Zhuo was looking at him, he trembled and cried, "Big ...... Uncle...... Don't kill me......! Xu Zhijiu asked me to kidnap your wife!"

Xu Zhijiu kept shrinking into the corner of the wall like a great enemy, crying as he shrank: "Wu Biao...... When Wu Biao kidnapped your wife, he said that he wanted to sleep with her, or ...... I'm going to stop him!"

Xiao Zhuo was not interested in paying attention to the dog-eat-dog drama between these two, he didn't give Xu Zhijiu a chance to breathe, and lifted his collar.

Xu Zhijiu whined in his mouth, waved his hands wildly, and cried: "Don't kill me!

Xiao Zhuo asked coldly, "Where is my wife?"

In Xu Zhijiu's eyes, Xiao Zhuo is a powerful ghost. Facing Xiao Zhuo's face, Xu Zhijiu was about to collapse, and he hurriedly pointed to the iron gate: "In ...... In an abandoned warehouse across the street. ”

"Oh. Xiao Zhuo's tone was cold, and with a wave of his hand, he directly threw Xu Zhijiu's body out.

"Bang!" There was another loud bang, and Xu Zhijiu's body smashed the iron door of the warehouse, fell to the ground, and fainted.

"Woo woo woo ......" Wu Biao's spirit was greatly stimulated, and instead of dying under Xiao Zhuo's hands, it was better to fight and escape.

I don't know who gave him the courage, but while Xiao Zhuo was not paying attention, he immediately pulled out his legs and ran in the direction of the hole in the wall.

Xiao Zhuo glanced slightly, he didn't plan to catch up, but unhurriedly stretched out his right hand in the direction of Wu Biao, the air flow in his palm surged, and an invisible force encircled Wu Biao's neck.

Wu Biao's neck suddenly tightened, as if someone had strangled him.

"Let go, let go of me!" Wu Biao was lifted up by this force, he couldn't resist, he could only kick his legs blindly, trying to break free from this invisible comfort.

It's a pity that his resistance was only in vain, and this invisible force dragged him to Xiao Zhuo stiffly.

Xiao Zhuo was unceremonious, and punched him in the head: "Let you go?"

Wu Biao's head tilted, crying so much that his head and snot flowed together: "Don't ...... Don't hit me, I ...... I'll do it myself!"

Wu Biao picked up the empty wine bottle on the ground and knocked on the door of his head, "Bang!" The wine bottle shattered, Wu Biao himself smashed himself and broke his blood, his eyes were dark, and he fell directly to the ground.

After dealing with Wu Biao and Xu Zhijiu, Xiao Zhuo hurriedly ran to the warehouse across the street.

Suddenly, a fishy sweetness poured into his throat, Xiao Zhuo's sword eyebrows tightened, and he swallowed the blood hard.

There is only one dark warehouse across the street, and there are two lonely graves next to the warehouse.

As soon as he approached the warehouse, Xiao Zhuo felt an extremely heavy yin qi and murderous aura. It feels quite familiar.

It was dark in the warehouse, and he couldn't see his fingers, but it didn't affect Xiao Zhuo's eyesight at all.

This warehouse is thousands of square meters in size, and there are a lot of discarded oil drums piled up in it, blocking Xiao Zhuo's view.

He looked around, but he didn't find Su Qing's figure, and he didn't know if she was hiding in the corner of the warehouse.

Xiao Zhuo shouted: "Qingqing!"

"Woo woo......" A weak whimper came from the corner, Xiao Zhuo followed the sound and vaguely saw Su Qing lying in the corner surrounded by oil barrels.

"Qingqing!" Xiao Zhuo ran forward to move the oil drum around Su Qing away, her mouth and eyes were covered with a layer of adhesive tape, and her hands and feet were handcuffed by cold iron cuffs, fortunately, her clothes were intact and there were no scars on her body.

"Woo woo woo ......" Su Qing heard Xiao Zhuo's voice, and the fear and uneasiness in her heart dissipated a lot.

"Don't be afraid!" Xiao Zhuo just tore off the tape on her mouth, and suddenly "bang!", the warehouse door was slammed shut, and heavy footsteps echoed in the warehouse.

Danger is looming!

Xiao Zhuo stood up vigilantly, he returned to the position he had just now, and was surprised to find a tall man standing by the window in front of him.

"I didn't expect you to be quite capable of fighting. A low, hoarse voice sounded, like a ghost in the night, about to ask for his life.

"Click. "In the silent night, the sound of the bullet being loaded is particularly crisp, this man has a gun in his hand!

Xiao Zhuo wasn't worried that this man would shoot and hurt himself, he was worried about Su Qing in the corner.

The ban has already begun to limit his spells, and he must save Su Qing within ten minutes!

Xiao Zhuo asked coldly, "Did Xu Manli send you to kill me?"

The man snorted coldly: "There are many people who want to kill you." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Zhuo clearly saw that the man had raised his right hand and aimed the black muzzle at his head.

At the same time, Xiao Zhuo also saw the man's face clearly, there was a scar on his right eyebrow that was sinuous like a centipede, and he had a fierce appearance, and at first glance he knew that he was a killer who had been stained with human blood.

He was the man he had met near Xia Xiaoqian's house before.

Xiao Zhuo blurted out a name: "You are the fifth master?"

The fifth master's hand holding the gun paused obviously, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, how could Xiao Zhuo know himself?

Xiao Zhuo sneered: "What's the matter? I have seen through my identity and become a thief? Do you remember the son who was killed by your own hands?"

The fifth master has been betrayed by his facial expressions, which makes Xiao Zhuo even more confirmed what he thinks.

If the person in front of him is really the fifth master, then he is very likely to be Ah Qi's father.

The fifth master has a hundred lives in his hands, and has experienced countless scenes of life and death, where will he be confused by Xiao Zhuo's words.

Although he didn't understand why Xiao Zhuo knew about his past, he had nothing to hide in front of the dying man.

For the dead will keep his secrets.

"Anyway, you are also a dying person, so I might as well tell you that I not only killed my son with my own hands, but I also killed my wife with my own hands. ”

The fifth master's words were understated, as if he was expounding on an inconsequential matter. There was not the slightest trace of remorse on his face, and in his eyes, killing his son and wife was like stepping on an ant, and it was not enough to worry about it.

This man has no heart!

Xiao Zhuo's tone was cold: "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Hahahaha......" the fifth master smiled.

Retribution? It's a joke!

"The people who died in my hands, there are not eighty, but also a hundred, retribution?

Xiao Zhuo raised his eyes slightly and looked at the top of the fifth master's head, 55 on the left and 56 on the right, this man's retribution will come soon.