Liu Shuixiang held the sharp dagger in his hand for a long time, his face uncertain, as if he was making final considerations.
"I did this! But you have to make sure that what you tell is the truth."
Lin Yi spoke calmly, with a hint of unquestionable tone in his words: "I, Lin Yi, have never broken my promises. What's more, there should be so many spiritual cultivators here to testify, so there is no chance that I will go back on my word."
Now, dozens of spiritual cultivators have gathered at the entrance of the Magic City Hotel, and together with the passers-by watching on the roadside, there are hundreds of them.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes were all looking at Lin Yi at this moment. With so many people present to testify, I believe that the chance of Lin Yi breaking his promise is really very small.
"Okay. I hope you will really let me go this time..." The dagger in Liu Shuixiang's hand flashed with a cold light. He slowly approached Zeng Zhihao's body, and a murderous intention from the heart appeared.
Lin Yi looked at the scene in front of him with a half-smile. He specifically asked Liu Shuixiang to kill Zeng Zhihao, just to let Zeng Zhihao know that poor people must be hateful, and bad people are often the weak who are bullied.
Lin Yi really wanted to know how it felt when Zeng Zhihao saw with his own eyes the person he was trying to save, suddenly jumped up, and repaid kindness with hatred, biting him back.
Zeng Zhihao's face was pale, and he watched Liu Shuixiang, who was covered in blood, gradually approaching him. However, he was suppressed by Lin Yi's aura and could not move at all. This feeling of being at the mercy of others and betrayed made him feel a little regretful.
, I hate how I met this white-eyed wolf.
He shouted at Liu Shuixiang very angrily:
"I just did all this to save you, but now you are raising a knife to kill your savior. I was really blind at the time, how could I help you!"
"I can't help it, although I want to thank you for standing up and speaking for me. But I am a selfish person. Now that I have a chance to survive, I want to continue living..."
A strange smile appeared on Liu Shuixiang's pale face, which was exhausted. Step by step, he walked slowly towards Zeng Zhihao, who was suppressed by the aura of terror. His eyes were filled with unstoppable madness.
"So I would like to ask you to do me one last favor. A good person will go to the end to send Buddha to the West. I think you are so helpful and are very happy to do this last favor for me, right?"
The more Zeng Zhihao listened, the angrier he became. Although his body was suppressed by Lin Yi, luckily his head could move. He spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm at Liu Shuixiang and cursed loudly:
"You beast! White-eyed wolf! If you kill me, you will also be hunted down by Chinese officials!"
"Haha...so what?" Liu Shuixiang sneered with a pale face:
"If I don't kill you, I will die immediately. But killing you can at least save my life for a while."
While Liu Shuixiang was speaking, he had unknowingly walked to Zeng Zhihao's side. With heavy breathing, he raised the dagger with both hands. The cold light on the dagger flashed, and the sharp dagger tip stabbed Zeng Zhihao fiercely.
head.
"Go to hell!"
"Boom!" There was only a loud noise, and instantly a white light appeared on the ground, and a bloody figure flew out instantly like a kite with its string broken.
As the white light gradually dissipated, a man with long hair and a shawl stood in the center of the white light.
There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and the direction he looked was exactly where Liu Shuixiang fell.
At this time, Liu Shuixiang's eyes turned white, his pupils dilated, and a large pool of blood gradually dyed his surroundings red, and gradually spread to the surrounding area.
Liu Shuixiang looked very miserable, with only a few strips of clothing left on his body. He lay there motionless, and he didn't know if he was still breathing.
Zeng Zhihao stood there, with Haoran's righteousness surrounding him. He was like a god of war. The legendary Haoran aura was released. Although it was not as terrifying as the aura released by Lin Yi, it was such a pure and shocking Haoran aura.
The onlookers who were about to participate in the Chinese Spiritual Cultivator Competition were moved.
Not long after Zeng Zhihao stood up, the companion who rescued him also stood up from the ground. He patted the dust on his body, walked quickly to Zeng Zhihao like a normal person, frowned and said:
"Zeng Zhihao, are you okay?"
"It's okay, but I feel like something is wrong with him." Zeng Zhihao shook his head, pointed his index finger at Liu Shuixiang, who was lying on the ground unconscious, and said:
"The punch I gave just now was too hard. I don't know whether he is dead or alive."
His companion also looked in the direction of Zeng Zhihao's finger and spat a mouthful of phlegm towards Liu Shuixiang, who fell to the ground.
"Bah! It's better for this ungrateful bitch to just die, motherfucker. You and I almost died trying to save him, but it would be better for him to just kill our two saviors in order to survive..."
The companion still stood there and cursed for a while. Seeing that Liu Shuixiang had not moved for so long, he couldn't help but panic.
The companion pulled Zeng Zhihao's clothes and whispered in his ear: "He... he couldn't really be beaten to death by you, right?"
Zeng Zhihao frowned and was silent for a while, then shook his head and said: "I don't know, I just hit him with all my strength. Even if he doesn't die, he will be useless in this life."
"What if he is really punched to death by you, then wouldn't the two of us become the targets of the official hunt?" The companion's face turned pale. Now he no longer had the momentum to curse just now. He lowered his head and did not dare to continue.
Look at Liu Shuixiang who fell to the ground.
"Why don't we run away now? Maybe if we leave now, we both still have a chance to survive. As long as we escape to a foreign country, a place beyond the control of the Chinese state, with our abilities, we will not be as happy and happy wherever we go."
Zeng Zhihao shook his head and said: "We can't leave... There are so many spiritual cultivators surrounding us now. Once we escape, our crime will be increased and we will become SSS-level fugitives of China. As long as the two of us dare to escape, these onlookers will
In order to get a huge bounty, the spiritual cultivators will arrest us as soon as possible and send them to the authorities.
And besides, I have never thought about escaping, and I will never escape abroad..."
The companion said: "What should we do? It's impossible for the two of us to just wait and let the authorities arrest us, right?"
Zeng Zhihao thought for a while, sighed helplessly, and said: "It's better to call the emergency call and send him to the hospital. If he is still alive, there should be no big problem for both of us.
If the hospital confirms that he is dead, then the two of us will go to the official report. This matter is very special. In the situation just now, I can be regarded as self-defense. With so many people testifying, it should be fine for both of us."
When his companion heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and said, "Okay, then I will call the emergency number of Modu Hospital now..."