Chapter 1659: The Crime Does Not Deserve Death

"It's you!"

A flash of murderous intent flashed through Zhu Jie's eyes. Standing in front of her was a woman around 40 years old, with slightly dark skin and soft facial features, which made her feel very comfortable.

The woman's name was Zhang Ting, who claimed to be a music teacher. She concealed herself well during her mission and even brought hot water to her frightened companions.

At this point, Tang Qisheng also knew that he had been plotted. This second-generation crimson was waiting here just to wait for the two of them to explore the way for her.

"Okay, you can go." Zhang Ting looked at the two of them, her tone as natural as if she was at home.

Tang Qisheng stared at her, guarding against changes that might happen at any time, "Go? Where to go?"

"Of course, leave here, go back, go back to the world that belongs to you. The door outside is real, and you should be able to feel it." After sighing, Zhang Ting's attitude was rare and more sincere, "I don't want to To hurt you, you are not bad in nature, but you were deceived into a pirate ship, and the crime will not lead to death. "

Tang Qisheng, who was standing in front of Zhu Jie, was stunned for a moment and was almost amused. What was going on? The second-generation Crimson commented that he was not a bad person. Hearing this, he wanted to be a bit more generous and let himself go.

"Are you okay? You are the villain, okay?" Zhu Jie couldn't figure out what the other party was planning, "I'll give you the same words. I see that you are not a bad person. As long as you leave quickly today, we will not fight with you." You are the enemy.

Hearing this, Zhang Ting's eyes darkened and her temperament became colder, "Hu Tu! Jiangcheng Wang Fugui is a member of the Crimson. They do all kinds of evil and kill innocent people. Are you going to accompany them to the end?"

"Ah?" Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie were confused at this time. At first, they thought the other party was pretending, but now, Zhang Ting's face was full of seriousness, and it didn't look like he was pretending.

"No, it's true that they are crimson, but you are also crimson. Also, it's not like they are heinous..."

Before she could finish her words, she was rudely interrupted by Zhang Ting, "What nonsense are you talking about? You have all been brainwashed by them. I am from the Night Watch Special Forces. The meaning of our existence is to completely clean up the Crimson!"

After going back and forth, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie also came to some understanding. It seemed that Zhang Ting in front of him did not know her true identity. She was the one who was brainwashed. She thought she was a night watchman and stood on the side of justice to clean up the crimson. But she I didn’t know that the code name given to them by the Night’s Watch was also Crimson.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more anxious, with both sides refusing to give in. Zhang Ting shook her sleeves, and a gleaming scalpel appeared in her hand.

Seeing this, Tang Qisheng kicked off the sign next to the elevator. Three times, five divided by two, there was a wooden stick in his hand, with two rusty iron nails embedded in the front end of the stick.

After seeing the movements in Zhang Ting's hands, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party was not able to borrow the door's ability for the time being.

"Last chance? Go, or not?" Zhang Ting gripped the scalpel tightly and approached the two of them step by step.

Zhu Jie stopped Tang Qisheng who was about to take action, looked at Zhang Ting who was approaching, and hesitated: "Are you really going to let us go?"

"We night watchmen keep our word, we only kill Crimson." Zhang Ting did not hesitate.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhu Jie pulled Tang Qisheng, and the two of them walked against the wall, while Zhang Ting, who was holding a scalpel, was staring at them on the other side.

When the two groups were only two meters apart, Zhu Jie stood up suddenly, and then pulled out an iron hook from the flower plate at his feet at an extremely fast speed.

This iron hook was originally inserted into the soil of the flower pot. It is not large and looks like it is used to loosen the soil.

The two of them cooperated tacitly and rushed towards Zhang Ting without any nonsense. Tang Qisheng had been accumulating strength for a long time. He swung the wooden stick in his hand like the wind and hit Zhang Ting's head with the nail end.

The fight between life and death is life and death. Even Zhang Ting was deceived by the night watchman and can be regarded as a victim to a certain extent. Now she doesn't care so much.

However, Zhang Ting was obviously well prepared. With a weird sway of her body, she instantly avoided Tang Qisheng's attack. Just when she was about to counterattack with a scalpel, Zhu Jie's attack also arrived.

Zhang Ting flipped her wrist, and the blade cut Zhu Jie's arm, and Zhu Jie's attack also fell on Zhang Ting. The not-so-sharp hook tore through her clothes, leaving three blood marks on her shoulder.

When Tang Qisheng saw that Zhu Jie was injured, his eyes turned red instantly. He raised the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it down on Zhang Ting. Zhang Ting tilted her head and could barely avoid it, but the wooden stick still hit her back, and the iron nails instantly pierced her. Into flesh and blood.

Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Ting inserted the knife into Tang Qisheng's back with her backhand, then quickly pulled it out and stabbed it into the abdomen. Tang Qisheng punched Zhang Ting in the face, raised her knee violently, and hit Zhang Ting with one knee. Ting was knocked down and her back hit the wall hard.

However, this also exhausted Tang Qisheng's strength. He covered his bleeding abdomen, and even though his eyes were full of unwillingness, he could only stagger and fall down.

Zhang Ting's body seemed weak, but her ability to withstand blows was much stronger than Zhu Jie's. Without Tang Qisheng's support, Zhu Jie was quickly knocked down. A large gash was cut on her forehead by a scalpel, covered by thick blood. Stopped sight.

Before Zhu Jie could struggle to get up, Zhang Ting arrived first and stepped on Zhu Jie's left wrist that was holding the iron hook.

Zhang Ting was not feeling well at this moment. She had multiple injuries all over her body. There was a wooden stick hanging on her back and two iron nails still stuck in her back. She was panting and there was a killing intent in her eyes. , she glanced back at Tang Qisheng. He fell to the ground, his body motionless, and a pool of blood seeped out from under him.

"Qisheng!"

Zhu Jie turned his head and looked at Tang Qisheng's body. He was completely devastated for a moment. It was as if fate had played a big joke on them. They had just seen hope, but everything came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Ting pressed Zhu Jie's body with her knees, pierced Zhu Jie's leg with a knife, and slowly twisted the handle of the knife. The face that had been hit hard was full of ferocity, "I gave you a chance, but you are asking for this." of!"

Pulling out the knife, just when Zhang Ting was about to end Zhu Jie, a figure suddenly rushed from behind and threw Zhang Ting to the ground.

"Ah...ah!

"Tang Qisheng, who was covered in blood, strangled Zhang Ting's neck fiercely and controlled her to the ground.

Zhang Ting wanted to fight back with a knife, but Zhu Jie, who was lame on one leg, also rushed over, grabbed the blade with his remaining right hand, and then opened his mouth and bit Zhang Ting's wrist that was holding the knife. She never thought that she He was so crazy that he almost bit off Zhang Ting's hand tendons, grabbed the scalpel and stabbed Zhang Ting's body like crazy.

The muscles in his arms tightened, and as Tang Qisheng yelled, "Kacha", he broke Zhang Ting's neck.