320. Chapter 320 The ending of Wang's grandparents
"But grandpa, how can you know if you don't try? Grandpa, you don't want to watch your grandson die in front of your eyes. Besides, grandpa, you have already reached the point where you are in your final years.
Even if you don't die now, how long can you live for? Moreover, you were sucked away a lot of soul power by that black scroll just now, so you are really not far from death, so why don't you be noble and use your
I will die in exchange for your grandson and my life!" As Wang Shuishui said, he also put his right hand behind his back. Behind his back where Vice President Wang couldn't see him, he turned his palm over, and a dark-colored dagger appeared.
It has already slipped onto the palm of my hand.
This dagger was given to him by Vice-President Wang for self-defense, but because everyone in Tianlong City recognized Wang Shuishui, he had never used this dagger before.
This is the first time he has used this dagger, and the target is actually his own grandfather. How ironic this thing is.
But Wang Shuishui didn't know that his mistake was that he shouldn't have mentioned the black scroll just now. As soon as he heard the words black scroll, Vice President Wang's eyes became dark. He remembered clearly that the scroll
The black scroll not only absorbed a lot of his own soul power, but also absorbed a lot of other people's soul power.
If, if I can take back the black scroll from Feng Shitian, then I can find a way to get the black scroll to return my soul power, and I should be able to gain the soul power of other people. In that case
, I might be able to become younger, and my life span should also be extended accordingly.
When he thought of this, Vice President Wang's eyes also lit up. He knew very well that if he wanted to get the black scroll, he had to survive first.
Survive, survive...
These three words kept flashing through Vice President Wang's mind.
Although he has always loved his grandson, this grandson allowed himself to die at such a critical moment. So what's the use of having such a grandson himself?
At this moment, Wang Shuishui rushed in front of Vice President Wang, raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed Vice President Wang in the abdomen.
"Asshole!" Vice President Wang has no strength at all now, so he has no way to dodge Wang Shuishui's attack, and there is no way to grab Wang Shuishui's hands holding the dagger. The only thing he can do now
, that is, he stabbed Wang Shuishui's lower abdomen with the dagger he secretly held in his hand.
Then "Pu Chi, Pu Chi!" There were two soft sounds, and Wang Shuishui and Vice President Wang were stabbed in the lower abdomens at the same time.
"How dare you kill me!" Wang Shuishui felt a pain in his belly. He lowered his head and saw that his grandfather had actually stabbed him. His eyes turned red at that moment, so he went crazy and pulled out again like a madman.
He took out the dagger and stabbed Vice President Wang's body several times, and several bloody holes appeared in poor Vice President Wang's body. The bright red blood gushed out crazily as if it was free of charge.
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"Evil..." Vice-President Wang pointed at Wang Shuishui, and blood was pouring out of his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, so he fell down, fell into a pool of blood, and died.
Even until his death, his eyes did not close.
"Poison, poison, this dagger is actually poisonous!" Wang Shuishui's cry sounded again at this time, and Wang Shuishui's body was centered around his lower abdomen, rapidly turning black, and then turning into water. Everyone
Everyone knows that there is something called poison in this world, and there are countless strange poisons in the world. Generally speaking, people who can make alchemy can refine some poisons, especially if the alchemist gets some special poisonous fruit, then
You can refine some very strange poisons. However, many times, pharmacists will not tell others about the poisons they have, even the people closest to them may not tell them.
"Ah!" Wang Shuishui's body finally split into two parts from the middle. Wang Shuishui's lower limbs fell to the ground in the blood, still twitching freely, while his upper body struggled to crawl towards the crowd: "Help me, save me...
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Blood, intestines, and internal organs flowed all over the floor.
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