She asked confusedly: "I told you, will you really let my family go?"
Zhou Zhongying put away the dagger, removed his right foot, helped Qin Yu up in a hypocritical manner, and said gently: "Whether they are safe or not depends entirely on your attitude."
"Be obedient and everything will be fine."
"If you don't obey me, I will die with you."
"It's like..."
He turned to look at Qiu Zhong and stabbed him with his backhand.
The speed is so fast that it is hard to guard against.
The latter bent over and fell back, clutching his abdomen and wailing.
Zhou Zhongying turned a blind eye and chased after him with several consecutive blows.
Until the lobby manager collapsed in a pool of blood and was no longer alive, he slowly and methodically pulled out a black talisman paper from his desk drawer.
He lit it casually and threw it on Qiu Zhong's body.
"Wow."
The fire was dazzling and the stench was pungent.
In just ten seconds, both the person and the fire disappeared.
There was not even any burnt bone residue on the ground.
This fairy-like and strange method frightened Qin Yu's face to the point of turning earthy, and he tightly covered his red lips and did not dare to open his eyes.
Zhou Zhongying said indifferently: "Did you see that when a person dies, his three souls and seven souls are completely destroyed?"
"The so-called reincarnation and rebirth as human beings have no chance of him."
"If you don't know how to appreciate someone, your family will end up like him."
He wiped the blood from his wrist lightly, opened the door and looked around.
Then, he hurriedly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and leaned over to observe.
After making sure that there were no Kunlun disciples below, he felt relieved and said, "I don't want to ask about other flaws."
"The only thing is, does Pei Chuan know that I gave you the potion?"
While he was asking questions, he was slowly approaching with a dagger in his hand.
The fierce appearance is clearly revealed, and the murderous intention is awe-inspiring.
Although Qin Yu doesn't know Pei Chuan's true identity, she is an extremely smart girl.
The fact that Zhou Zhongying is so cautious and worried about implicating himself shows that Pei Chuan must have a big background.
It's so big that even a club owner like him can't afford to offend him, so he wants to cut off the relationship to protect himself.
For a moment, the girl realized something.
This answer is indeed very important to Zhou Zhongying, but for her, saying it or not can't change the tragic ending of her death.
As for his family, will Pei Chuan, who knows the truth of the matter, let go of the vicious bald man in front of him?
The answer is self-evident.
Qin Yu smiled, relieved and no longer worried.
She closed her eyes, resisting the fear and reluctance she felt before she died, silently saying sorry in her heart.
She read it three times.
One sentence was spoken to my mother who was seriously ill.
She said this to her younger brother who dropped out of school to work for her.
With the last word, she reluctantly gave it to her father who was a drunkard and addicted to gambling.
No matter how many mistakes he made and how sorry he was for that family, in the end, it was he who gave him life.
"Why do you have to force me?"
Facing Qin Yu who suddenly remained silent, Zhou Zhongying saw her final choice.
He looked very disappointed, veins appeared on his forehead, and he was angry.
"Die, let's all die together, die early and be reincarnated early."
He tossed the dagger up and down, laughing maniacally.
"Ding."
Just when the sharp enough weapon was about to pierce Qin Yu's heart, the locked door was kicked open.
The next moment, cold light flashed, densely packed.
Zhou Zhongying stopped moving, his body stiffened, and he turned around with difficulty.
He saw Pei Chuan, holding a roll of silver needle cloth.
Wearing a Kunlun Daqing robe and wearing old cloth shoes with black surface and white sole.
The cynical and playful attitude in the past was swept away, and a look of coldness and aloofness appeared between his brows.
He looked at himself coldly, as if he were looking at a dead person.
In addition, the spacious passage on the top floor was filled with Kunlun Guard Hall disciples.
Inside and outside, the surrounding water is impenetrable.
Zhou Zhongying let go of his right hand and let the dagger fall to the ground.
The winner and the loser remain unchanged forever. If you lose, you lose.
