Suddenly, Jing Yue launched an attack, but this was not beyond Li Gong's expectation.
He knew the purpose of Jing Yue's attack, which was to capture him before he and Fourth Master Zhao's men formed a joint attack.
Simply ridiculous!
I am an old man, as long as I play a little slippery, I can drag...
With a clang, the moment the fire stick collided with the long thorn in his sleeve, a cluster of white turbulence suddenly hit him.
Li Gong quickly tilted his head, but unfortunately it was half a beat too late. He only felt pain in his right eye and said with fear: "Quicklime!"
Without any hesitation, he held the long thorn and stabbed it repeatedly while stepping back, trying to find a space to get the lime out of his eyes.
It's a pity that no matter how long the thorn is, it can't grow as long as the fire stick in Jing Yue's hand.
Jing Yue made a sweeping sweep, and the fire stick collided with the long, shiny black thorn with a clang.
Li Gong instinctively wanted to release his force and slide away, but strangely, the long thorn seemed to be stuck on something and slid very slowly.
This slowness turned into fast speed in Jingyue's case.
With a bang, Li Gong's body shook, and his entire face was distorted.
Jing Yue seized the opportunity and kicked him hard in the crotch.
The sharp pain shot straight to his forehead, as if he wanted to lift the lid of the heavenly spirit.
The strange suction force was released at this moment, and Li Gong's body tilted as he tried to pull away with all his strength. He had no time to stand still, and was hit with a sap in front of him!
There was a muffled sound, like the sound of wet mud on the road being smashed by a naughty boy with a wooden stick.
Li Gong's right wrist was smashed to pieces, and the thorn fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.
Wow!
Another shrill sound broke through the air, and the fire stick fell ferociously again, causing an extremely dull sound of bones and flesh shattering.
With just a snap of his fingers, Li Gong's left wrist was also smashed, and he let out a scream.
There was a muffled bang and the screams suddenly stopped.
Jing Yue rushed forward, raised his leg, his body turned into an afterimage, and hit the opponent's abdomen with a knee.
Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion, the wall dented and cracked, and Li Gong's entire body was knocked into the wall.
At the same time, Jing Yue flicked his left foot, and the long thorn was hooked.
Then there was a muffled sound of puff, puff, puff. In the eyes of the skinny man who was charging forward, Li Gong, who was stuck in the wall, was stabbed many times by the masked man in black, and it was definitely not possible to survive.
Jing Yue's right arm muscles bulged, and he thrust the fire stick forward, turning into a black line. It pierced Li Gong's shoulder with a buzzing sound and penetrated into the wall at the same time.
Li Gong, the head of the nursing home, was hung on the wall.
In just a short period of time, his right eye was hit by quicklime, his hands and wrists were all bloody, his crotch was kicked out, and his body was stabbed with more than ten holes by his own thorns, and his whole body was stuck in the wall with a fire stick. Above, the appearance is extremely miserable.
His face, which had been deformed by pain, tilted slightly, and he instinctively looked towards the end of the alley, in the direction of the reinforcements.
Fourth Master Zhao's men are already his last hope.
Almost at the same time, Jing Yue also looked over there.
With just one glance, the thin man who was charging forward was so frightened that he slipped to the ground. In an instant, he rolled and crawled away in the opposite direction without looking back.
Nowadays, Jing Yue only has a pair of eyes exposed from his whole body, but he looks like a murderous god, which is particularly scary.
What frightened the skinny man the most was the speed with which Li Gong fell.
This period of time was extremely long for Li Gong, because he was covered with wounds all over his body. He had been injured countless times, but it was actually very short. As soon as the skinny man was halfway through the rush, he was already hung on the wall. As can be seen.
At this time, Jing Yue's exposed eyes looked at him.
Li Gong couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't know whether he had peed on his crotch which had been kicked to pieces.
"Who else is an insider in the mansion?"
Jing Yue asked coldly.
Li Gong's throat was sweet and he vomited blood while saying in pain: "Wang Siyu, Xu Zhe..."
Jing Yue listened and said, "Continue."
His voice was calm, but in Li Gong's ears it was particularly terrifying, with an undeniable domineering tone.
"As long as you know enough, I can spare your life."
Jing Yue said with a "kind" look on his face.
Li Gong quickly squeezed out the names of two more people, coughing up blood and saying in pain: "That's all I know, really... ahem... that's all I know... .”
In front of Jing Yue, who only showed his eyes, he seemed cautious even when coughing.
Jing Yue nodded, felt around in Li Gong's arms, took out the porcelain bottle, then pinched its mouth open, poured it all in, and then left.
Uh huh...
Li Gong had eaten a whole bottle of "Shengshengjiao", his face and neck were all red, and he couldn't help but let out a violent gasp.
He was covered with wounds, none of which should be fatal, but they were bleeding all the time.
But now the embarrassment is that others are still hanging here.
His wrists were smashed, and it was impossible to pull out the fire stick that penetrated his shoulders with his hands, so he could only gasp and lower his head to bite it with his mouth.
In the process of biting it, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue to lick it from time to time, looking extremely miserable.
Jing Yue did not kill Li Gong.
In his dictionary, Li Gong should have been a dead person.
He didn't lie. He hated traitors the most, because when he was in Huangliu Town, many of his friends died because of a traitor, so he hated such people deeply.
Especially after knowing that the other party actually had dirty thoughts about Aunt Shen, this feeling was particularly strong.
He didn't kill him simply because this was Bianzhou City.
This is probably a place where royal laws are enforced. As a foreigner, he still has to abide by customs and cannot kill people brutally.
Unfortunately, Gong Li died that afternoon.
It is said that he was crawling on the ground while making a "sweet voice" with a fire stick stuck on his shoulder, which frightened many people on the street.
The place where he died happened to be at the entrance of the medical center. When a doctor was willing to see his injuries, it was already too late.
After hearing the news, Jing Yue could only sigh silently: "I gave you a chance but you didn't use it."
As the head of the nursing home, Mr. Li can be considered a half-practitioner and a strong person. However, he was unable to withstand this hardship, which really disappointed him.
At Shen's house, Manager Li panted and rushed to the third young master Shen Yun. As he rushed, he said in panic: "Master, master, it's not good, it's not good!"
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the third young master and Mr. Jing sitting there drinking tea.
The third young master, Shen Yun, put down his tea cup and said angrily: "What's wrong? If you look like this, people who don't know would think the sky has fallen."
"Uncle Gong is dead!" Manager Li said in panic.
Chen Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "A traitor who harbored evil intentions has died. Why are you panicking and asking someone to bring the body back?"
Manager Li was stunned for a while before he reacted.
What, Uncle Gong’s thick eyebrows and big eyes turned out to be a traitor!
"Why are you still standing there?" Shen Yun reminded.
"yes!"
Manager Li woke up from a dream and said in horror.
When leaving, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Jing Yue, who was quietly drinking tea next to him, and his heart was beating fast.
Could this matter be related to Mr. Jing again?
