The man behind Jiang Xin and the other strangers looked at each other, their eyes moved slightly, and they shouted to Jiang Xin: "Wait a minute."
Jiang Xin stopped for a moment, turned around slowly, and looked at the stranger strangely: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
"It's nothing." The man said quietly: "It's just that you just survived a disaster, why did you leave without saying hello to your brothers?"
"What are you saying hello?" Jiang Xin's face suddenly turned cold: "If it weren't for looking for that bastard Sicui Gui, I would still be at home recovering from my injuries!"
Realizing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Jiang Xin's face gradually turned cold: "Why, Qin Zhong, do you still want to stop me?"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Qin Zhong's mouth: "Of course not, I'm just a little curious about how serious your injuries are. It took more than a week to come out."
"Logically speaking, with such a serious injury, it's not an exaggeration to say that he died."
In his tone, Qin Zhong's doubts about Jiang Xin's identity were almost undisguised.
In the shadows deep in the warehouse, several Quanxing disciples also began to move and gradually moved closer to Jiang Xin, ready to take action if they disagreed.
"You doubt me?" Jiang Xin frowned suddenly: "You don't doubt the sic ghost but you doubt me?"
"Just want to confirm." Qin Zhong slowly leaned towards Jiang Xin: "To prevent people from outside from infiltrating."
"Oh, it's just a broken net, but it's still leaking through. People can just come in openly!" Jiang Xin snorted disdainfully and stretched out her hand a little.
A strong black energy spread instantly, and within a few seconds, a ghostly face was distorted and transformed.
Looking at Qin Zhong, Jiang Xin's face turned cold, and she shouted in a low voice as her breathing changed: "Ghosts and gods, be afraid!"
Just like the finishing touch, as the eyes express the spirit, the ghostly face instantly comes to life, glaring with anger, and all living beings are frightened!
"Is this enough?" Looking at Qin Zhong who had retreated several meters away, Jiang Xin waved her face away with her hand and smiled: "I can't tell, you are very afraid of death."
‘You’re trying to trick me! This guy is living a good life, but he’s just a piece of shit!’
After expressing condolences to countless generations in the Sicui family tree, Qin Zhong's face twitched, and finally he uttered a few words: "It seems I misunderstood."
"Is it just a misunderstanding?" Looking at some strangers who had dispersed in the distance, Jiang Xin did not intend to end it like this: "I think you seemed to want to attack me just now, right? Why don't you continue?
Already?"
"You really have a problem." Without paying attention to the strangers who had left, Qin Zhong's eyes changed again: "You have never spoken like this before."
"Really? Now I know how to do it, and I will talk like this in the future!" Jiang Xin's face froze, and she stretched out her hand, and the familiar facial makeup appeared again.
"You really want to do it!"
"What do you think?" Jiang Xin grinned, the energy in his chest suddenly shook, and his whole body was instantly enveloped by black energy: "Ghosts and gods, be scared!"
Under the glaring face, Qin Zhong's body instantly retreated uncontrollably, but behind that, Jiang Xin, who had used the power of the five ghosts to move over, was already waiting. He just stretched out his hand and sent the flying knife away.
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Poof—
There was a sound of muscle tearing, and the flying knife that Qi Yun had cultivated for some time easily penetrated Qin Zhong's defense and pierced into his heart.
Without giving him a chance to resist, Jiang Xin held Qin Zhong's back with one hand, trembling the heart meridians. On the other hand, she flipped her wrist, and pressed Yuan Qi's hand on his Dantian, causing the Qi path to reverse!
The blood supply system was disordered, the meridians were trembling, and coupled with the unstoppable reversal in the Dantian, Qin Zhong could no longer make any sound. He could only look at Jiang Xin with horrified eyes, feeling the vitality in his body passing away step by step.
"It's over." A few minutes later, Jiang Xin put Qin Zhong, who had lost his breath, on the ground and looked at the other strangers: "He wanted to kill me, but I killed him. Do you have anyone else who wants to kill me?
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"..."
There was silence.
"Very good, it seems that there is no more, then we can continue to get along happily." Jiang Xin nodded with satisfaction, and disappeared in an instant with a movement of five qi.
There was silence again.
After a long time, someone stepped forward and touched Qin Zhong, then shook his head: "There is a hole in the heart, and all the energy in the body is gone. He is dead."
"Are you sure that guy just now was Ghostface?"
"Based on his ability to make faces, he is indeed the right one."
"Then what happened to his teleportation? Qin Zhong was killed without even using his technique?"
"Be afraid first, then teleport to the back and stab someone in the back when they can't control their body. The combination of this ability is so incomprehensible?"
"Probably not." One person pondered for a moment: "I saw that he teleported behind Qin Zhong first, then used facial makeup to push Qin Zhong over, and with his own strength, he killed him with one blow."
"If you want to blame it, it's Qin Zhong's own stupidity. The first time he was frightened, Ghostface recorded the retreat distance and direction. But it didn't change the second time. He was caught directly. Otherwise, there would be something else.
beat."
"Yes, the fear in Ghostface is just that he cannot control himself from retreating, but if he is a little defensive, he can barely control the direction and method of retreating."
"Qin Zhong sought death on his own. After hearing the words of the dice ghost, he wanted to make a move. Now he is dead because of himself. No one else can blame him."
"But where did that guy with Ghostface get his teleportation ability?"
"There is a ghost character in his nickname, which may mean that he has recently developed a new move. After all, his abilities are a bit weird to begin with."
As the strangers spoke, they turned around and left without even looking at Qin Zhong's body on the ground.
It wasn't until the next day that someone from anywhere got the news and came to collect the body, and Qin Zhong had the opportunity to be laid to rest.
"What? Another completely different person died?" After hearing the news from his subordinates, the city manager had a question mark on his head.
"What number is this? Has something happened recently that we don't know about? Normally, the death rate and disappearance rate of aliens are not that high!"
"Especially Quan Xing. Three people have disappeared and died during this period. Could it be that someone is specifically looking for trouble for Quan Xing?"
The supervisor only felt a little headache.
The company says it doesn't care about the fight between different people, but how could it really be that it doesn't care, especially Quan Xing's actions, which are closely watched by the company.
Quanxing is like a trash can, filled with garbage from the alien world, but it is precisely because of the existence of the trash can that the alien world maintains relative peace.
If this trash can breaks down that day and the garbage inside comes out, the entire environment of the alien world will be destroyed.
Wherever there is white, there is black. The whole nature is this black, and it is the target that allows this alien world to maintain its unity.
The company allows people to practice target shooting, but absolutely does not allow anyone to break the target!