"Wait!" Bingzhuren's hoarse voice contained a hint of amusement.
The presiding judge had been in such a mess before. Hearing someone interrupt him, his tone was somewhat dissatisfied, "Old ghost, what do you want to do?"
Bingzhuren looked at the group of people in the encirclement. After the battle just now, including Chief Wu, only 8 people were still alive, including the unconscious Fu Fu. Chief Wu was protecting her at the moment. Behind him, the gun in his hand only had a few bullets left.
As the person in charge of this operation, she was of great value to the Night Watch. The reason why the other party did not swarm her was largely because they wanted to capture her alive and pry her mouth open.
But she won't give these people a chance. She is ready to save the last bullet for herself if the worst happens.
She is not at the end of her rope yet, she still has a trump card, but what makes her so angry that she is about to lose her mind is that she doesn't understand why this trump card hasn't been used yet, Mr. Luo has...
"Ho ho..." As if suppressing a smile from the depths of his throat, Bingzhu Ren slowly said, "I'll give you a chance to live. It's up to you whether you want to or not."
"What...what opportunity?" someone couldn't help but ask, his voice trembling.
"If you want to live, kill a comrade, cut off his head, and give it to me, and I will let you go." The candle-bearing man raised his head, with a cruel smile on his exposed lips.
"You're dreaming!" Commander Wu yelled. She subconsciously wanted to shoot at Zhu Bingren, but after thinking that hitting him before had no effect, she held it back. Bullets were precious now.
But not everyone is as determined as she is, "Are you serious?" Someone couldn't help but say something tempting, it was the old man surnamed Huang. Today's situation was doomed, there was no chance of a comeback, and he didn't want to die.
"Of course it's true." Zhu Bingren replied.
Hearing this, and seeing the faces of the old man surnamed Huang gradually turning crazy as they hesitated, the presiding judge showed a sinister smile, and he understood the old ghost's plan.
Letting them kill each other is just one of them. What's more important is that if the news of killing each other here today spreads, it will destroy the alliance of these families.
Each of these families is not scary to the Night Watch, but together they are a considerable force.
The old ghost's plan is not only to kill people, but also to kill people's hearts!
"That's right!" The chief judge said with a ferocious smile: "As long as you kill one of your companions, I will let you go."
A strange atmosphere arose among the crowd, and everyone became vigilant. The teammates who were originally trustworthy suddenly became the most dangerous existence, even more dangerous than the enemy.
"Don't listen to their tricks!" Commander Wu shouted: "They just want us to kill each other, they won't let us go!"
The old man surnamed Huang suddenly turned his head and stared at Commander Wu. Then, as if he thought of something, he looked away and looked at the unconscious Fu Fu. His breathing became rapid.
"What are you going to do?!" Chief Wu raised his gun vigilantly and protected Fu Fu behind him.
"I won't make it difficult for you, just give her to me!" the old man surnamed Huang said sternly.
As the old man surnamed Huang came to the fore, more and more people began to commotion. Everyone was human and wanted to live, and even Crimson was no match for the presiding judge Bingzhuren. Their struggles were meaningless.
"Say less, say less." The burly man from the Xia family advised. However, at this moment, no one was selling his face at all. Except for three or four people with backbone, everyone else was going crazy.
Seeing that Chief Wu had no intention of surrendering, the old man surnamed Huang also lost his last patience. His eyes gradually turned cold, and he was ready to use any means to rob him.
But the next second, his body paused, and he slowly lowered his head. A sharp folding knife pierced his chest, pierced through the entire body, and stabbed out from the back, and streams of blood flowed from the knife. The tip rolled down, "I've said it all, so I'll leave you to say less." As the burly man from the Xia family pulled out his folding knife, the old man surnamed Huang fell to his knees on the ground and died.
An astonishing aura emanated from the burly man, as if he had been suppressing it for a long time. The knees of the disciples closest to him weakened and they subconsciously knelt down.
The presiding judge's eyes changed from confusion to shock, and finally quickly transformed into fear buried deep in his memory.
"Gong Zhe?!" someone screamed.
With that name, the whole scene changes.
No one could have expected that the Xia family's Dinghai Shenzhen would actually appear here.
Zhu Zhuren, who was originally confident of winning, had a gloomy face. Facing this madman would give everyone a headache. As far as he knew, none of the disciples who were still alive were sure to defeat Gong Zhe.
Some people were worried, while others were happy. When a few people who fought to the death and refused to surrender saw this scene, they were so excited that they felt as if they had been pulled back from hell to heaven. "Mr. Gong, it's you!"
Gong Zhe was not polite and nodded to a few people, "Protect Commander Wu and leave the rest to me."
As he looked away and looked at the other wavering "companions", those people couldn't help but tremble. They had never seen Gong Zhe, but his deeds were all thunderous.
He has a terrible reputation as a bone-picker. It is said that he fought one against two, severely injuring No. 6, the most powerful member of the Crimson, and cutting the newly promoted No. 9 into bones, just to confirm whether there was a door in his body. .
"What you did before is excusable. Everyone wants to live. Now you stay and protect Chief Wu and the others. I will forget about the past." Gong Zhe said.
After saying that, he walked towards the presiding judge. This guy had been showing off since he appeared. He was very annoyed and was ready to take action on him.
There was a copper bell tied under the folding knife. As it swayed, it made a clear ringing sound. Although no one was in the mood to appreciate it now, after all, from the perspective of the night watchman, the ringing sound was almost a reminder.
"Don't mess up!" Caihuapo, who had been seriously injured and had just recovered her breath, mustered up the courage to shout: "Gong Zhe is not as scary as the rumors say. I fought him before, and I ran away!"
"And he is alone. There are so many of us here!" The more Caihua Po said, the more ruddy her face became. "Everyone, come together and kill him! Take away his door!"
It has to be said that Caihua Po's words were of no use at all. The presiding judge and the candle bearer immediately retreated, and the masked man disappeared after Gong Zhe appeared, and no one knew where he went.
The next second, Caihuapo suddenly felt something cold in front of her, and then she was cut in half from the middle with a folding knife.
A large amount of blood spurted out. Gong Zhe wiped his face with the back of his hand, and then walked towards the next person expressionlessly. His folding knife was tied to his wrist. As it swayed, the ringing sound was clear.
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