No matter what master or expert he is, when facing death, he will show his most cowardly side.
This Anji Bai is a good example. He was so majestic just now, but now he is constantly begging for mercy.
"Miss Zhao, please don't kill me. As long as you promise not to kill me, the grudge between me and the Miao Wu Cult will be wiped out. Any master in Thailand who dares to enmity with the Miao Wu Cult in the future will be my enemy." Anji Bai
Afraid that we wouldn't believe it, he said: "We have issued a blood curse. If we break the contract, we will die from the blood poison."
"Don't be stupid Anji Bai. If you don't die today, how will my sister secure the position of the young leader of the Miao Wu Cult? You can go in peace." After Zhao Shanyu said this, Anji Bai stretched out a hand from his chest.
This hand naturally belongs to Zhao Shanyu.
The nails in Zhao Shanyu's hands were extremely sharp and he stabbed directly through Anji Bai's back, creating a hole in his chest.
Anji Bai's eyes were full of death, as if he still couldn't believe that he would die, his whole body twitched, and he said: "Zhao, Zhao Shanyu, you killed me today and caused big trouble. The master will avenge me."
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As he spoke, he continued to vomit blood from his mouth, and then closed his eyes as he was dying.
Zhao Shanyu threw the body to the ground casually, walked to me quickly, squatted down and asked with concern: "Fengzi, are you alive?"
"Death, I can't die, but it hurts like hell." I gritted my teeth and tore open the clothes on my chest. There was a large group of black bruises on my chest, and these bruises were still spreading.
"Damn it, didn't that boy Hong Zhuo say that I am immune to all poisons and that the evil blood in it can kill even cancer cells? Why is this evil blood still spreading in my body?" I complained while holding back the severe pain.
Zhao Shanyu frowned: "This evil blood is one of the life-saving tricks of the head-dropping master. Even if it dies, it can drag the enemy to die with it. I don't know much about it. I will take you to the Dhammakaya Temple right away, Luang Po
Sa Kong will definitely have a way to save you, don't be afraid."
After Zhao Shanyu finished speaking, he picked me up. I almost fainted from the pain. I endured the pain and asked, "What should I do with this corpse?"
"I will inform Qiuxiang on the way. My sister is not stupid. She will arrange the scene herself. Let's go first." Zhao Shanyu hugged me and jumped directly from the window on the third floor.
My consciousness is now hazy and I can't feel the pain in my chest.
No, it wasn't actually that I couldn't feel it, but the pain was so extreme that I lost consciousness.
I felt Zhao Shanyu taking me into a taxi. I lay on Zhao Shanyu's chest, and my eyes became a little hazy.
"Daughter-in-law, will I die?" My body had lost consciousness and I was terribly sleepy.
Normally, if I couldn't fight, I would close my eyes and sleep, but this time it was different. I had a hunch that if I closed my eyes, I might never be able to open them again.
Zhao Shanyu forced a smile: "Don't worry, idiot, you have demon blood in your body, how can your evil blood kill you."
"Yes." My eyes blurred, and I bit my tongue hard, trying to wake myself up, but I didn't wake up at all.
At this time, I only had a slit in my eyes to look outside. I kept biting my tongue. I had no consciousness at all, and my ears could not hear the sounds outside. I even saw Zhao Shanyu talking to me. I
Can't hear anything either.
I even felt like I was dead. The only thing that made me feel alive was the pain from my tongue.
Are you really going to die?
Unexpectedly, I, Zhang Lingfeng, who was so famous all his life, ended up dying in such a way, being killed by an old bastard in a surprise attack. Will Zhao Shanyu be particularly sad after my death?
My father will definitely be very sad, as will Brother Lu, Lao Hong, Da Kui, and many others.
Damn it, I can’t do it anymore, I’m too sleepy, why don’t I just close my eyes and sleep for a while? Just sleep for a while and it’ll be fine?
Thinking of this, I closed my eyes and fell asleep hazily.
I opened my eyes and saw that the surrounding forest was the forest outside the Rebirth stack.
The clothes I wore were also different from the ones before. I was wearing a longevity suit.
I didn't expect that I would actually die.
I smiled bitterly, shook my head, and then my body seemed to be in a rhythm, and I started walking slowly. I knew that I must be heading in the direction of the pilgrimage stack, and soon I arrived in front of the gate of the pilgrimage stack.
Looking at that inn, I felt a bitter feeling in my heart. This visit was completely different from the previous visits.
There is still a long line of people waiting in line at the entrance of the Rebirth Center to register.
Since I'm dead, let's die. Anyway, I can work as a ghost in the underworld. Thinking of this, I felt a lot better. I stood in a long line and quickly walked to the registration staff.
Unexpectedly, the person registering was an acquaintance.
Fan Zerui.
Fan Zerui was the buddy I accidentally killed in order to use five books to resurrect Zhao Shanyu.
"Name, age, cause of death." After finishing speaking, Fan Zerui looked up and saw me. He was also stunned and asked, "Brother, why is it you?"
"I'm sorry, I caused your death." I smiled apologetically at Fan Zerui.
Fan Zerui waved his hand and said: "The token you gave me originally helped me get a good job. When I get off work later, I can bring it back to your place where I live.
"Whatever, I'm dead, there's no use bringing that thing." I shook my head.
"No, your things are your things." Fan Zerui said with a smile: "Come here, I will arrange a first-class room for you."
"Thank you." I saw that Fan Zerui didn't blame me, and I felt a lot more comfortable.
After hunting ghosts for so long, the only person I feel sorry for is probably this guy. After all, he was really stupid at the time and actually killed him.
"When I get off work, I'll come find you. Although drinking is not allowed in the temple, I am a civil servant and there are exceptions." Fan Zerui said with a smile.
I saw there were many people waiting behind me, so I nodded: "Okay, you go ahead and I'll go in first."
I walked in.
When I came here before, I always felt that I was not the same person as them. I did come here to do business before, but now I saw these ghosts sitting in twos and threes on the table chatting, so I just sat down and sat across from me. He was a somewhat obese guy in his forties, and it was obvious at first glance that he must have been a rich man. The other one was dirty, with disheveled hair, and looked a bit like a beggar.
"Brother, I'm really not bragging. When I was alive, Land Rover would clear the way when I went out, and the mayor had to be my brother-in-law. But when I died, everything was over." The fat man said with a sigh.
"I was a beggar when I was alive. I never thought I could sit at the same table with a big shot like you and brag." The man who looked like a beggar said with a smile.