Chapter 1525: Paradise Tower (End)

The foot stepped on the pool of blood, making a creaking sound, which constantly touched everyone's tense nerves. The fat man held his breath. He was always worried that something would suddenly jump out of the fog in front, but until they saw the driver's seat, the surroundings were still calm.

No living creatures were seen along the way, there were no corpses in the car, and there was not even any sound.

Wu raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop. He continued to move forward alone. Wu Yingying held Jiang Cheng's hand and asked him to step back. She stood in front of him. Her beautiful eyes seemed to sense something and stared at the front. Her face became solemn.

Wu finally walked to the driver's seat. At this moment, everyone's heart was lifted, because... because the blood trail under his feet was dragged, and it was intermittent, extending all the way to the driver's seat.

Time seemed to lose its meaning at a moment. I don't know how long it took. Wu turned around and nodded to Jiang Cheng, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yingying wanted to go forward with Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng did not agree. Fatty Huaiyi and others had almost no ability to protect themselves, so Wu Yingying needed to stay and protect them.

Jiang Cheng went forward alone and stood side by side with Wu as Wu meant. He looked in the direction of Wu's sight and saw that the driver's seat was covered with a thick layer of fog, which was still surging and scary.

He was obviously very close to the driver's seat now, only more than 1 meter away, but he just had a feeling that he was still far away from the real driver's seat, and there seemed to be another space inside... there.

Wu waved his hand gently, and the fog in front of him dispersed a little. This time Jiang Cheng finally saw it. After a moment, his sight paused, and then his breathing became rapid. In the surging fog, he saw a skinny figure sitting there. The figure was wearing a gray cloth and his face could not be seen clearly, but what really shocked Jiang Cheng was that there was a knife embedded on the figure's shoulder.

It was a large folding knife, with strange and complicated patterns carved on the exposed blade, which looked very gorgeous. It seemed to be chopped from the side and back of the figure, deeply embedded in the figure's shoulder.

The most important thing was that Jiang Cheng recognized this knife, it was Gong Zhe's knife, and the serious man actually did it...

As the fog rolled, more and more scenes were exposed, Wu's eyes became deep, and Jiang Cheng's heartbeat slowed down. He saw that there was a hand on the handle of the folding knife.

It was a broken hand, which tightly grasped the handle. The blood on it had long been drained. The blue muscles and pale bones at the broken wrist were twisted together. Jiang Cheng couldn't imagine what the owner of this broken hand had encountered.

But he knew one thing clearly, Gong Zhe would never leave the knife and run away. Since he got on the car, he didn't plan to leave alive.

"That thing is injured." Wu's voice was very light, but very serious, "It's resting, otherwise it would have attacked us long ago."

Combined with the tragic situation on the bus, it is not difficult to imagine that the Frozen Disciples led by Gong Zhe had a big fight with the old president and many passengers on the bus. The result was that many passengers on the bus suffered heavy casualties, and Gong Zhe and his team were wiped out.

But at the same time, the old president, who was a key link in the final plan of the Night Watch, was also injured by Gong Zhe, and even seriously injured.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were full of ruthlessness, "Take advantage of his illness to kill him!" Now he planned to call Mr. Shui and Wen Zhao, and then four against one, and kill the old president.

Wu stopped him immediately, and then glanced at Wu Yingying and others standing not far away. Jiang Cheng slowly calmed down. He knew what Wu meant. Once this battle started, everyone had no spare energy to take care of Fatty Huaiyi and others, and most importantly, after the previous battle, Wu Yingying's strength was greatly damaged and had not recovered yet. Wu himself was the same, and Mr. Shui was the same.

According to Wu Judgment, the old president's injury cannot be recovered in a short time, so fighting now will be disadvantageous to them.

Since this is the case, Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated and led a group of people to retreat, all the way back to the position when they got on the car.

When he heard that Gong Zhe was dead, Wang Qi couldn't help but sigh. He knew that Gong Zhe was No. 6's father. Every time they met, they would inevitably fight fiercely, and they would never stop fighting. But this was more of No. 6's obsession. In fact, he was not Gong Zhe's opponent with his strength. Everyone in Crimson knew this, and Gong Zhe had no intention of hurting him.

Xia Tan was so dazzling that Gong Zhe, who was also one of the two pillars of the Xia family, was overshadowed by him. But what the world finally knew was that after Xia Tan made such a horrible mistake and was completely eroded and lost consciousness, the Night Watch still did not dare to easily attack the Xia family. This was half due to the fear of Gong Zhe.

And from the final result, Gong Zhe is also worthy of the title of the strongest disciple in the world.

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie didn't even dare to breathe in the middle of this group of people. Gong Zhe, Xia Tan, and... Shen Hong, these are all legendary figures. It is said that there are monsters in Shen Hong who eat disciples alive to devour the sect... Tang Qisheng kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart was dead, this time he was really tied to a pirate ship.

The car bumped for a long time and slowly stopped. The door shook a few times and opened with a "creak".

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie knew that this meant that they were asked to get off the car, and their minds became active again. Tang Qisheng asked tentatively: "That... that means you all understand, this is for us two to get off the car, don't worry, we will contact you after we get off the car, we..."

Wu stood in front of the car door, without drawing his sword, but silently stood there with his back facing Tang Qisheng, Zhu Jie and the others. However, the space in front of the door was so small that if they wanted to get off the car, they had to push Wu away first.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng and the others didn't say anything, Huai Yi stood up with a grim smile and gave Tang Qisheng some advice, "Brother Wu is blocking your way, right? It's okay, you go and ask him to make way, so that you can get off the car."

Tang Qisheng felt a chill on the back of his head when he heard this. He looked at Wu and his calves were trembling. Asking Wu to make way, even if it was not the way home, but the way to the underworld, was almost the same. Tang Qisheng opened his mouth for a long time, but didn't dare to speak. Zhu Jie carefully pulled his sleeve, and his miserable eyes advised him to accept his fate.

After waiting for about a few minutes, the car door slowly closed again. As the gap in the middle disappeared, Tang Qisheng's last hope was shattered. He had a bitter face and didn't know what expression to use to face everyone.

Jiang Cheng had his own reasons for leaving Tang Qisheng to celebrate the victory. First, he was worried that they would leak the secret. Second, Tang Qisheng was a master who specialized in folklore. Although he might not be as good as Yu Chengmu, he was at least much better than Li Bai. He was in urgent need of talents in this field.

And, most importantly, Jiang Cheng doubted their identities and was worried that someone would come back to life.