"Don't..." Qiu Shuangxia was tied to the cross, her face was bewildered and she collapsed.
That man, who fought out of the sea of blood, to save his own man... just like that, was blown into... ashes?
"Huang Zhengming, you can't escape."
At this moment, in the dust all over the sky.
A cold, demonic voice slowly floated out.
Wearing a dark red suit stained with blood, he walked slowly out of the endless dust.
Back then, even the USS Ford aircraft carrier of the M Army and dozens of Hornet fighter jets dispatched could not attack and kill him.
Now, how could a mere landmine... take away his death?
And, around the scene.
When countless people saw him... he walked out of the dust intact.
At this moment, everyone's color suddenly changed!
this?!
Even landmines...can't kill him?!!
All members of the Huang family opened their eyes in shock and disbelief!
"Retreat! Protect me...retreat!" Huang Zhengming yelled in horror.
Countless members of the Huang family, protecting Huang Zhengming, retreated quickly and fled up the stone steps.
Trying to escape into Holy Trinity Church...
"Huang Zhengming, you can't escape."
"Your ancestor of the Huang family betrayed the country and sought glory, and was in a state of poverty during his lifetime... and eventually died sweeping the streets. But you, inciting the family's power, committed evil, and acted as an evil party."
His eyes were dark, holding the Devil May Cry dagger in his right hand, and walked up the steps step by step.
"It's not a pity to die for your Huang family."
His voice was faint, like the last greeting of the God of Death.
Huang Zhengming's body trembled with fear, "Retreat! Protect me! Retreat!!"
At this moment, he only had one thought, escape!
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Chen Zongheng slowly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth... raised a slight arc.
"It's a long way to hell, I...will give you a ride."
He reached out and lit a cigarette with his bloody hands.
Then, the leather shoes under his feet suddenly rolled up slightly.
He kicked a long knife on the ground into the air.
He raised his long legs and kicked the long knife in mid-air.
"Whoosh...!" The long knife cut through the void... carrying a terrifying force, it struck towards Huang Zhengming's body!
"Pfft...!" The long knife penetrated Huang Zhengming's back and pierced out of his chest!
Huang Zhengming's entire body was even carried forward by the force of the long knife and flew forward.
"Zheng!"
Huang Zhengming's whole body was nailed to the wall of the Holy Trinity Church with a long knife...!
His eyes were wide open, and he lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the long knife that penetrated his body and was nailed to the wall.
You, just... died?
After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep.
This head of the Huang family is a tycoon who has dominated the world.
He once slaughtered hundreds of people with his own hands.
He once bloodbathed the entire underground street.
He ran rampant all his life and was respected as the head of the Huang family.
But, now...he is just...nailed to the church wall.
The blood on his chest stained the entire wall red.
His pupils remained unblinking until his death.
Staring at Chen Zongheng with whitened pupils.
There was silence in front of the entire church square.
Everyone is as if they were petrified.
The bodies of the few hundred remaining members of the Huang family... were all trembling.
Their legs were trembling, and everyone felt like...the sky was falling.
The head of their family, the supreme believer of the Huang family, was just... killed??
Faith collapses.
The Huang family is going to die.
Now at this time, the Huang family does not even have the next successor.
The eldest son, Huang Xuyang, was buried a month ago.
The body of the second son, Huang Honghui, is still lying in the church.
This Huang family is...completely leaderless.
Chen Zongheng slowly took out a square towel and wiped the blood from his hands clean.
The white square towel was soon...stained with scarlet blood stains.
Wiping his hands clean, he slowly turned around.
Walk towards the cross platform.
Throughout the scene, the members of the Huang family were shattered.
A group of people retreated in trembling fear.
In fact, countless people were so frightened that they knelt down and collapsed on the ground.
Thousands of people were killed, but only a few hundred were left.
With one man's strength, he could kill them all.
This is simply the incarnation of the devil.
Cross platform.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears under the autumn frost, and the mist blurred her vision.
At this moment, she seemed to be dreaming.
That man, alone, rushed into the sea of thousands of people.
Not only that, thousands of people from the Huang family were repelled.
More, killed the head of the Huang family?
Just to save yourself?
Chen Zongheng waved his right hand lightly, and the ghost-crying silver light struck out.
In an instant, all the hemp ropes tied to Qiu Shuangxia's body were cut off.
The body under the autumn frost was finally saved from the cross.
Due to the numbness of her tied legs, the moment she was released, her body went limp... and then she threw herself into Chen Zongheng's arms without hesitation.
She didn't even care about the blood all over this man's body.
Even, they don't care whether men or women give or take things lightly.
At this moment, she threw herself into Chen Zongheng's arms and hugged the man hard.
It was as if, at this moment, I never wanted to be separated again.
Chen Zongheng just let her hug him for a long time.
Then, he pushed her away gently.
"Stay here and wait for me." He said slowly in a calm voice.
The tears on her pretty face were glistening under the autumn frost, and she nodded obediently.
At this time, after experiencing the shock of being kidnapped and held hostage, she was completely frightened. The dandy and unruly man had long since disappeared, like a little bird that had lost its support.
Chen Zongheng is her support at this moment.
Chen Zongheng turned around, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and walked step by step towards the steps of Holy Trinity Church.
In front of the entire staircase, countless members of the Huang family...were all trembling and retreating.
Of the hundreds of members present, no one dared to fight back!
Who dares to fight back?
The man in front of me...slaughtered almost half of their people with one person!
Thousands of people were killed...only half of them are left.
How dare you fight back with such horrific tactics?
All members of the Huang family collapsed, looking pale and retreating.
The endless sea of tawny people was forced back here by that elegant and handsome figure.
This kind of scene is really... too shocking.
Chen Zongheng slowly walked up the steps and came to the wall.
He just stood in front of Huang Zhengming's body and glanced at it lightly.
"It is your honor to die in my hands."
He muttered to himself in a leisurely voice.
Indeed, look at the world.
Who else can be personally visited by the God of Death and take his life?
Huang Zhengming, a mere gangster, unexpectedly died in the hands of the world-famous ‘God of Death’.
This is Huang Zhengming's honor.
Chen Zongheng raised his hand and took down Huang Zhengming's body from the wall.
Then, he carried his body to the mahogany coffin at the door.
Kick open the coffin lid.
Huang Zhengming's body was thrown into the coffin.
Huang Zhengming, the head of the Huang family, a notorious murderer.
Just like that, he died on the spot.
Before death, even the body is not complete.
There is no whole body in death.
Chen Zongheng does what he says.
"I told you, this coffin... is prepared for you, and it is just in time to use it now." His voice was faint, as if he was talking to Huang Zhengming in the coffin.
Huang Zhengming's body was lying in the coffin. Scarlet blood tears overflowed from his white pupils.
Rumor has it that after death, a person will still retain a short period of spiritual intuition within ten minutes.
Because the current in the human body has not dissipated yet.
The touch of the soul lingers.
But, after all, it is just a rumor.
No one takes it seriously.
And, at this moment, Huang Zhengming's body... seemed to have heard Chen Zongheng's words.
The eyes are overflowing with blood and tears, that is... not willing to die with eyes closed. The blood and tears are unwilling to give up.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dim and he slowly closed the mahogany coffin lid.
He lifted it up with one hand and directly... easily carried the mahogany coffin, which weighed a thousand kilograms.
Then, carrying the coffin, step by step... he walked into the Holy Trinity Church.
In the church, the faces of hundreds of guests suddenly changed and they backed away in horror.
Everyone was frightened to the core by Chen Zongheng's aura.
Chen Zongheng just carried the coffin and walked to the altar of the church.
With a 'boom', the giant mahogany coffin was smashed to the ground.
Huang Zhengming's body was just like this... placed sideways with his son Huang Honghui.
It is said that sending Buddha to the West is the way to go.
And today, the God of Death... also personally sends people to the West.
"The funeral continues, but... there is one more person." Chen Zongheng looked around and said slowly.
A funeral is still a funeral.
But, it's just that...the host of the funeral has added another person.
Huang Zhengming.
This funeral has completely turned into a joint funeral for the Huang family and his son.
