Nightmare Attack

His pace was obviously very slow, but his speed was surprisingly fast. A man who was running away with his back was caught up and killed with a knife.

Bingzhuren's face was bright and dark, and the presiding judge who was being targeted couldn't express his pain. According to their speculation, the door in Gong Zhe's body was on the verge of collapse. But when they saw it today, it was all nonsense. This must be fake news released by the Xia family!

Damn it, it seems that Xiao Zongji didn't lie to them. Many years ago, Xiao Zongji was assigned by them to use the pseudonym Qin Lan to sneak into the Xia family. Not long ago, the matter was exposed and he was killed.

Before he died, he sent out news confirming that Gong Zhe was in good health. As for the Xia family's secret collection of red contracts, it was all a smoke bomb to confuse the public.

"Old ghost, let's join forces and kill him together with that person!" The presiding judge also knew that Gong Zhe had appeared. It was definitely difficult to resolve the matter today, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Although Gong Zhe is powerful, he is not unshakable, he just needs to pay a price.

"Don't be impulsive!" The black mist around the candle holder became thicker and thicker, and the candlelight reflected his face in a green light. "When dealing with Gong Zhe, that man will not help us." When he said this, he also had something in his heart. Unwilling to give up, today is a rare good opportunity. They could have caught them all in one fell swoop, but with the appearance of Gong Zhe, everything changed.

"Could he be holding on?" The presiding judge lowered his voice. He noticed that the aura on Gong Zhe's body was not stable.

"Don't be careless. You may be pretending to show it to us." Bingzhuren was very cautious. He knew that even facing Gong Zhe, as long as he and the presiding judge cooperated, it would not be difficult to leave today.

But the current situation is that the presiding judge has been injured by Luo He. If he is accidentally injured by Gong Zhe again, the result will be difficult to say.

It's not impossible for both people to die here.

As for that person, there is an agreement between them, and they cannot direct matters beyond the agreement.

Ordinary disciples were completely incompetent in front of Gong Zhe. Coupled with the cooperation of his teammates, within a short time, the presiding judge and the people they brought were killed.

From time to time, gunfire rang out. It was Chief Wu and his men who were waiting for an opportunity to attack.

"Old ghost, we can't wait any longer." The presiding judge was a grumpy man. His already tall figure swelled again and he decisively chose to attack Gong Zhe. He was also betting that Gong Zhe was just a paper tiger. , it will break as soon as you poke it.

At this point, Bingzhuren could not stay out of the matter. He knew that the presiding judge had a violent personality, but he had a unique vision. If he dared to take action against Gong Zhe, he might have really seen something.

The black mist poured out without reservation, and the candle holder raised the candlestick and stabbed Gong Zhe fiercely. The originally faint candlelight suddenly exploded, revealing faces in pain.

The face was distorted and a harsh scream came out. Chief Wu and others couldn't help but cover their ears, but it was no use. The sound seemed to come from deep in their minds.

Some of the most serious cases even started to bleed from their mouths and noses, and the scene was very horrifying.

A huge cross fell from the sky, and the chief judge used his killing move. Against an opponent like Gong Zhe, he did not dare to hold anything back. But the next second, the strike that was like divine punishment was actually blocked by Gong Zhe with one hand with a knife, and he even blocked it with one hand. He had enough energy to push back the candle-bearing people who were waiting for a sneak attack.

"Oops……"

The faces of the presiding judge and Zhu Bingren froze at the same time.

Misjudgment...

Grain owed

After a single blow failed, the two of them no longer dared to fight and retreated quickly, but Gong Zhe would not give them a chance. The muscles all over his body bulged, and the folding knife seemed to be alive in his hand, and it actually made a buzzing sound similar to excitement. .

A blow was swung out without any skill, and the presiding judge blocked it with a cross in fear. A strange scene appeared. The next moment, the sword light suddenly became overlapping, as if countless swords were swung in an instant.

Before the presiding judge had time to call for help, he saw that the sleeve of his left arm holding the cross was shattered, followed by withered white skin, then muscles, and finally bones...

His left arm seemed to have been stuffed into a meat grinder. It was falling apart bit by bit in his frightened eyes, just like a slow-playing video.

"Ah...ahhh!!"

Seeing the judge's left arm that had been chopped into bones, the candle bearer's eyes turned red. He stabbed the candlestick into his body, and thick blood flowed out. In an instant, he was swallowed by something hidden in the black mist. The black mist expanded several times. Times, like dark clouds floating on the ground.

The candle-bearing man led the black sea of ​​mist and rushed towards Gong Zhe desperately, "I will fight with you!!"

There were faces surging in the sea of ​​fog, a woman's low cry, and a child's sharp laughter. It seemed as if countless negative emotions were merged into it, forming a huge curse.

Facing Zhu Bingren's killing move, Gong Zhe swung out another sword, which could be cut into the sea of ​​fog like a mud cow entering the sea.

The sea of ​​mist surged up and enveloped him. For a time, cruel, bloody, struggling, painful, and all kinds of desperate scenes were injected into Gong Zhe's body. There was also a seductive voice in his ears, encouraging him to use that knife. The knife ends his own life. It seems that this is the only way to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Gong Zhe followed the voice and saw a face with delicate features.

He was a child and looked a little shy, "Father, what are you doing?" The boy blinked and looked at Gong Zhe with eyes full of love.

Gong Zhe's sharp temperament suddenly froze.

The boy seemed to be inspired, and cautiously took a step closer to Gong Zhe, and asked in a timid voice: "Father, where is mother? Where is mother?"

"She..." Gong Zhe's lips trembled. He looked at his hand. The knife that never left his body was gone, but instead, there was a silver necklace stained with blood.

"You killed your mother!" In a daze, the boy's face changed, became angry, became resentful, and looked like he was going to pounce on him and bite him to death in the next second, "You killed your mother, you killed her! !”

Childish roars struck Gong Zhe like whips. He backed away helplessly, as if he wanted to escape because he didn't know how to explain to the child.

The child's mother is also a disciple, and her door is on the verge of collapse. She begs herself to kill her. She doesn't want to end up becoming that kind of terrifying thing that threatens the safety of him and the child.

Gong Zhe had killed too many people in his life, but that was the only time his hands shook violently.

He still remembered the way the boy wearing handcuffs and anklets looked at him while standing outside the car door before sending Chen'er away, "Sooner or later, I'm going to kill you."

"I'm going to kill you!" The boy pulled out two daggers from nowhere and stabbed Gong Zhe violently.

The sharp blade cut through the skin and came out from the back. The boy slowly lowered his head and saw that a folding knife had pierced the body. The next second, the hand holding the knife exerted slight force, smashing the boy's chest.