Chapter 933 Necklace

His pace was obviously slow, but his speed was surprisingly fast. A person who ran away with his back to him was caught up and killed with a knife.

The face of the candle holder was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the chief judge who was targeted was even more bitter. According to their speculation, the door in Gong Zhe's body was on the verge of collapse, but today, it was completely nonsense. This must be false news released by the Xia family!

Damn, it seems that Xiao Zongji did not lie to them. Many years ago, Xiao Zongji was assigned by them to lurk into the Xia family under the pseudonym Qin Lan. Not long ago, the matter was exposed and he was killed.

Before he died, he sent out news to confirm that Gong Zhe was in good health. As for the secret collection of red contracts by the Xia family, it was completely a smokescreen to confuse the sight.

"Old ghost, let's join forces, add that person, and kill him together!" The chief judge also knew that Gong Zhe appeared, and today's matter would definitely be difficult to resolve. A hint of murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

Gong Zhe is indeed powerful, but he is not unshakable, but it requires a price.

"Don't be impulsive!" The black fog around the candle holder became thicker and thicker, and the candlelight made his face green. "That man won't help us deal with Gong Zhe." When he said this, he was unwilling to give up. Today was a rare opportunity. He could have caught them all in one fell swoop, but with the appearance of Gong Zhe, everything changed.

"Is he holding on?" The chief judge lowered his voice. He noticed that Gong Zhe's breath was not stable.

"Don't be careless. He may be pretending to show us." The candle holder was very cautious. He knew that even if he faced Gong Zhe, as long as he and the chief judge cooperated with each other, it would not be difficult to leave today.

But the current situation is that the chief judge has been injured by Luo He. If he is not careful and is injured by Gong Zhe again, the result is hard to say.

It is not impossible for both of them to die here.

As for that person, they have an agreement between them, and they cannot command anything outside the agreement.

Ordinary disciples are not good enough in front of Gong Zhe. Coupled with the cooperation of teammates, after a while, the people brought by the chief judge were killed.

Gunshots were heard from time to time. It was Chief Wu and his men waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

"Old ghost, we can't wait any longer." The presiding judge was a hot-tempered man. His originally tall figure swelled again. He decisively chose to attack Gong Zhe. He was also betting that Gong Zhe was now a paper tiger and would burst with a poke.

At this point, the candle holder could not stay out of it. He knew that the presiding judge had a violent personality, but his vision was very unique. He dared to attack Gong Zhe, perhaps he really saw something.

The black mist poured out without reservation. The candle holder raised the candlestick and stabbed Gong Zhe fiercely. The originally dim candlelight suddenly exploded, and there were faces of pain inside.

The faces were distorted and shrill screams were heard. Chief Wu and others couldn't help but cover their ears, but it was useless. The sound seemed to come from the depths of their minds.

The most serious people even started bleeding from their mouths and noses. The scene was very horrifying.

A huge cross fell from the sky, and the chief judge's move was a killing move. Facing an opponent like Gong Zhe, he dared not hold back at all, but the next second, the blow that was like a divine punishment was blocked by Gong Zhe with one hand holding a knife, and he even had enough strength to force back the candle holder who was waiting for an opportunity to attack.

"Oops..."

The chief judge and the candle holder's faces froze at the same time.

Misjudgment...

Gu Qian

After failing to hit, the two dared not to entangle anymore and retreated quickly, but Gong Zhe would not give them a chance. His muscles bulged all over his body, and the folding knife seemed to have life in his hand, and it actually made a buzzing sound similar to excitement.

The chief judge swung out a blow without any skills, and blocked it with a cross in fear. A strange scene appeared. The next moment, the knife light suddenly became overlapping, as if countless knives were swung out in an instant.

Before the judge could call for help, he saw the sleeve of his left arm holding the cross shattered, followed by dry white skin, then muscle, and finally bone...

His left arm seemed to be stuffed into a meat grinder, like a slow-motion video, falling apart bit by bit in his terrified eyes.

"Ah...Ah!"

Seeing the judge's left arm being shattered into bones, the candle holder's eyes turned red. He stabbed the candlestick into his body, and thick blood flowed out, and was instantly swallowed by something hidden in the black fog. The black fog expanded several times, like a dark cloud floating on the ground.

The candle holder led the black fog sea and rushed towards Gong Zhe desperately, "I will fight you!"

The faces of people surged in the fog sea, and there was a faint woman's low cry and a child's sharp laughter, as if countless negative emotions were fused in it. This was a huge curse combination.

Facing the candle holder's killing move, Gong Zhe swung another knife, but it fell into the fog sea like a mud cow into the sea.

The sea of ​​fog surged up and wrapped him up. For a moment, violence, blood, struggle, pain, and all kinds of desperate scenes were injected into Gong Zhe's body. There was also a persuasive voice in his ear, urging him to end his life with the knife. It seemed that only in this way could he escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Gong Zhe looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome face.

It was a child, and he looked a little shy. "Father, what are you doing?" The boy blinked and looked at Gong Zhe with love in his eyes.

Gong Zhe's sharp temperament stagnated instantly.

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

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

"You killed my mother!" In a trance, the boy's face changed, becoming angry, resentful, and seemed to be about to pounce on him and bite him to death in the next second, "You killed my mother, you killed her!!"

The childish roars lashed Gong Zhe like a whip. He retreated helplessly, as if he wanted to escape from here, because he didn't know how to explain to the child.

The child's mother was also a disciple. Her door was on the verge of collapse. She begged him to kill her. She didn't want to become that kind of terrifying thing in the end, threatening the safety of him and the child.

Gong Zhe had killed too many people in his life. Only that time did his hands tremble badly.

He still remembered the look in his eyes when the boy in handcuffs and shackles stood outside the car door before sending Chen'er away, "Sooner or later, I will kill you."

"I will kill you!" The boy pulled out two short swords from nowhere and stabbed Gong Zhe fiercely.

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