Miscellaneous laughter and chatter gradually appeared in the pavilion, but there was no trace of vocal music among them. However, the people in the pavilion seemed to be more excited because they had put down their burdens.
Lin Junwu's eyes were full of killing intent, and he stepped out with his right foot and came out directly from behind the pillar. The bright light shone on Lin Junwu's blood-stained scarlet robe, and the smell of blood spread through the pavilion under the stimulation of the light.
The noise in the pavilion suddenly stopped. The ministers sitting behind the table and Li Jing, who was already immersed in King Li's world, stopped what they were doing, and then moved their noses, as if they were breathing something, and then
His eyes swept across Lin Junwu's body, and then looked away instantly. Looking at Lin Junwu was like looking at a ball of air.
Then these people shook their heads and muttered, "It's strange, why does it smell like blood? Could it be that those damn cooks didn't cook the meat?" Then they each secretly cursed the Li family cook,
He picked up the wine glasses again, clinked glasses with each other and started drinking.
Lin Junwu's face still had a murderous look and indifference, and when everyone's eyes glanced at him, his body and expression did not change at all.
Sure enough, this group of people can't see me even if I stand in front of their eyes. Lin Junwu secretly thought in his heart. Next, the killing will take place in the theater...
Lin Junwu's cold and ice-like eyes scanned the people in the pavilion. Everyone who was scanned felt as if they were being attacked by a burst of ice and snow, and they all shivered. Then they subconsciously scanned the surroundings, but not surprisingly
But they still couldn't find Lin Junwu!
Lin Junwu smiled faintly, as if there was an endless sea of blood and mountains of bones buried in his smile.
On the spear, the silver tip has been covered with a layer of blood-colored dirt. The blood of the predecessors has cooled down. Descendants, are you ready for the hot blood?
Lin Junwu walked slowly and slowly came up behind a middle-aged man. He saw this middle-aged man wearing a green python suit, his face was as dark as black coal, and his aura showed that he was obviously an acquired seventh-level warrior. This man was clearly
The person who just said that his senior brother went to the Lin family!
Lin Junwu slightly raised his head and looked at Li Jing, who was drinking wine, and thought to himself, Li Jing, Li Jing, let you live a little longer, and then wander in the shadow of death.
Anyone who dares to insult his relatives will be killed without mercy!
I saw Lin Junwu twisting the fingers of his right hand, and the blood-stained spear danced in a circle in Lin Junwu's hand. Then Lin Junwu secretly controlled the force, and the muscles in his hand continued to vibrate, and then the spear thrust out. The stabbing sound that was supposed to be made was heard in Lin Junwu's hand.
Lin Junwu's muscles were shaken and he was forcibly eliminated.
The spear easily broke through the muscles of the Heitan man's neck, and then penetrated the Heitan man's throat. However, the spear was controlled by exquisite force, and when it pierced the Heitan man's throat, it did not hurt Heitan at all.
The skin on the front of a man's neck.
Then the black man opened his eyes and tried to cover his throat with both hands. He wanted to make a sound but found that his throat was pierced and he could not make any sound.
Then Lin Junwu snorted coldly in his heart, and with a slight movement of force, the spear shook slightly at the throat of the black charcoal man. Then the black charcoal man's eyes were filled with a deathly gray color, and his hands fell down weakly.
When the black charcoal man's body was about to fall, Lin Junwu gently hit the black charcoal man with the barrel of his gun a few times, and then the black charcoal man fell down as if he was drunk!
Everyone in the pavilion heard the sound of the black man falling, and they all glanced sideways, and then smiled and whispered: "This black man always claims that he is a hero in wine, but he didn't expect to get drunk like this.
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No one else in the pavilion discovered that the black man had died under Lin Junwu's gun. Instead, they thought he was drunk! Still no one could see Lin Junwu! His assassination skills were so terrifying!
But Lin Junwu shook his head. He knew that this charcoal man was just a meeting gift, and what came next was his gift to Li Jing, a gift that brought him the shadow of death!
Naturally, Lin Junwu also knew that the series of assassination moves he had just performed seemed easy, but in fact, they were gradually mastered by many members of the Li family.
Just like the legendary Chef Ding said, practice makes perfect, and only practice is the truth!
Lin Junwu slowly walked towards the next target. Suddenly, the entire pavilion was filled with a strong smell of blood...
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I saw General Lin Jun pull out the spear from the throat of the last person, scarlet blood spurted out from the throat of the last person, and then her beautiful face fell to the ground. This person was obviously Wenying.
Li Jing, who was sitting on the faucet chair with a drunken look on his face, looked at Wenying who fell down with misty eyes and said: "Haha, Wenying, why are you drunk too? You're so drunk, come on, let's go and solve the puzzle together."
'Come on!" Then Li Jing stood up and staggered towards Wenying.
Lin Junwu shook his head, looked at the drunken Li Jing and thought, how bad must the genes be to produce a person like Li Jing? The pavilion exuded such a strong smell of blood, and he actually thought he was drunk?
I saw Li Jing swaying and slowly walking into the range of Lin Junwu's spear. However, Lin Junwu did not stab the spear directly like before, spin it, pull it out, and then leave. Instead, he stood aside and watched.
Li Jing.
He wants Li Jing to remember today's scene even after he dies!
What Lin Junwu, who was filled with murderous intent at this time, did not expect was that within a few days, he no longer took human life seriously...
What changes people? Time or cruel reality?
Maybe not, maybe only you can change yourself...
Li Jing squinted his drunken eyes and looked at Wenying. Everything in his eyes was shaking. There were three pictures. The scarlet blood was printed in Li Jing's eyes. He thought it was Wenying's drunken blush.
"Wenying, Wenying, wake up Wenying, let's... Hiccup, let's go solve the puzzle! Hey, Hiccup, Wenying, what is this red thing? Hiccup, how does it look like blood...ah! Blood! Blood! This is
Blood!" Li Jing stretched out his hand to touch Wenying's face, which was gradually losing warmth, and suddenly felt a bit of warm red liquid on his fingers. He put Wenying's blood into his mouth with a silly smile, and the taste of iron blood instantly made Li Jing
I shuddered and suddenly realized that what I had just eaten was blood!
Li Jing's face turned pale in an instant, and he kept waving his hands around, and kept stepping back. Then his feet seemed to hit something, and his body couldn't help but fall down. He took a closer look, and it turned out to be the black man who was teasing Wenying before.
A bearded man!
It's just that this man can no longer be said to have a black face. His face is covered with a dead white, and his long black beard is also stained red by the blood on the ground. Li Jing was suddenly frightened and stomped around, his body constantly shaking.
move back.
"Dead! Wenying is dead, and even Chen Da is dead!!" Li Jing screamed, his face full of fear. The living person who was laughing and teasing each other not long ago died under his eyes.
!
Suddenly, a trace of horror flashed across Li Jing's face, and he muttered "No, no, no..." and then crawled on the ground on his hands and feet like a dog, as if he was afraid of an attack that would appear somewhere.
"Chen Jie, Wang Bao... no way, how could it be like this! How could they all be dead!" Li Jing quickly climbed to other tables and found a fallen dead body and a piece of blood that had been connected by blood.
sea of blood!
Suddenly, Li Jing pulled out a sword from a corpse on the ground and waved it around. While waving it, he cried and said: "Who is it! Who is making trouble! Come out! I saw you! Come out!"
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Lin Junwu looked at Li Jing, who was like a mad dog, with a joking look on his face. He stood on the dragon's chair with interest, and he had already put away his spear.
Li Jing swung his sword around for a while, and found that the only sounds in his ears were the sound of sword swings and his random shouting. He looked around blankly, and the entire pavilion was as silent as a tomb.
Suddenly Li Jing felt as if his left shoulder was touched by someone, and then he slashed wildly to the left, saying constantly: "Caught me! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!!" But
All his swords fell into the empty space, and in his eyes, apart from him, there were only those corpses left.
Then Li Jing seemed to have thought of something, and he slashed at the corpses crazily, while saying: "It's you, right? I knew it was you! Why! Why betray me!" Li Jing's crazy voice sounded in the pavilion.
Echoing, the only thing that answered him was blood flowing out of the corpse again.
Li Jing's eyes were full of fear and emptiness, and the sword in his hand had slipped to the ground. He fell softly to the ground, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes shouting, sometimes hitting the ground crazily. He had been forced by Lin Junwu
crazy!
Naturally, it was Lin Junwu who touched Li Jing just now. In fact, Lin Junwu at that time was just standing on the right side of Li Jing and stretched out his hand to touch Li Jing's left shoulder.
Lin Junwu thought he would have to put in more effort, but he didn't expect Li Jing to be so unbearable. Then Lin Junwu walked up to Li Jing and released the aura from his body again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the eldest son of the Li family is so awesome! The performance is so beautiful! I can't help but give a reward. But I don't have any money with me, otherwise I should give you a gun?" Lin Junwu said with a smile in his tone.
With endless comic indifference.
Li Jing yelled and crawled back, shouting: "Ghost! Ghost! There is a ghost!!"
Lin Junwu shook his head. It seemed that Li Jing had gone completely crazy. So Lin Junwu turned his hand, and the spear appeared in his hand again, stabbing Li Jing's throat.
"Junwu, show mercy!" Suddenly Lin Junwu's familiar voice sounded from the pavilion door...