Doomsday Killing Frenzy

Just after Tang Kezhi finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

But Hong Quan's face changed instantly after Tang Kezhi closed his eyes. His reaction was very fast, and he wanted to grab Tang Kezhi's neck immediately, but it was too late.

Those golden soul powers that should have been strangled long ago were like sparks in dry grass in his mind, and instantly ignited a dazzling light again.This light seemed to be extremely destructive. Within a moment, Hong Quan vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and his body half-kneeled on the ground.

Although Hong Quan's condition deteriorated in an instant, Tang Kezhi didn't feel very well here. His face turned paler, and a smear of blood slowly flowed from his mouth. It seemed that he was about to faint at any moment.

"Kill one thousand enemies, but self-damage eight hundred, why bother?" Hong Quan soon understood what Tang Kezhi had done, and the way he looked at Tang Kezhi at this moment was quite different from before.If looking at Tang Kezhi at the beginning was just like an interesting thing, then now he is looking at a real opponent.

"Oh, I don't think I have the idea of ​​becoming a zombie yet." Tang Kezhi was indeed seriously injured this time.He hid his soul power in Hong Quan's sea of ​​consciousness from Hong Quan's opponents from the very beginning. He originally thought of looking for opportunities to sneak in, but he didn't expect it to become a means of saving his life in the end. .

Exploding the power of the soul is a very dangerous act, but Tang Kezhi has no better choice now.

In fact, Tang Kezhi's luck was really bad. There were only a few people who could threaten him in this world, but he ran into several people again and again.Not to mention the strange unknown person in front of him, just Wang Yibai standing at the top of the supernatural being, no matter where he is placed, he is a character.

"Although you hurt me now, you still can't get away." Hong Quan sat next to Tang Kezhi. Although he seemed to be in good condition, only he could know what was going on with his body.

Tang Ke knew that there was nothing else, and he was still very confident in this matter, so he pulled out a provocative smile: "What if you can't get away, do you still have the strength to strangle me to death?"

"..." Hong Quan didn't speak, just looked at Tang Kezhi silently, and when Tang Kezhi got goosebumps, he smiled: "You are really interesting, who are you?"

"Why should I tell you?" Tang Kezhi snorted disdainfully, "You haven't told me who you are yet!"

"My surname is Shen." Hong Quan's voice was very nice: "You can call me Silent Year."

Oh, those with the surname Shen are really not good things.Tang Kezhi had this thought in his mind the first moment he heard the name of Silent Nian, and he became a little irritable for some reason: "What do you want to do? I didn't offend you, didn't I just eat it?" Do you want a barbecue?"

"You seem to have forgotten what you saw?" Hong Quan, oh no, Mo Mo Nian touched his chin with his hand.

It's good not to mention it, Tang Kezhi got angry when he mentioned this matter, he ignored Hong Quan, gritted his teeth and pulled out the knife stuck in his arm.Because Mo Mo Nian inserted it too hard, Tang Kezhi pulled the knife out of the carriage several times, and these actions made him break out in a cold sweat.

Silent Year didn't stop Tang Kezhi's actions. He watched Tang Kezhi grab a piece of cloth from his clothes to wrap up the wound, and then curled up in the corner of the carriage without saying a word.

"Why aren't you talking?" Although Silent Nian asked in a flat tone.

Tang Kezhi still didn't say a word, what happened in front of him can't be described as a disaster without reason.Tang Kezhi was full of resentment and familiarity with the cloudy and uncertain personality of the silent year.

Even though Tang Kezhi was very reluctant, he had to admit that the personality of this guy named Mo Mo Nian was too similar to a certain person named Shen Ling.

"Are you thinking about how to kill me?" Mo Mo Nian seemed very interested in chatting with Tang Kezhi.

"Don't you?" Tang Kezhi retorted angrily.

"Of course there is." Silent Year is very regretful - he is indeed unable to move now, Tang Kezhi's soul power has caused great damage to his brain, if it were someone else, he would definitely die on the spot.Even he, at this moment, has no way to control his body to complete the final task - to cut off Tang Kezhi's neck.

So the two stalemate like this, Tang Kezhi looked at Silent Nian, and Silent Nian stared at Tang Kezhi. After watching for a while, Tang Kezhi suddenly said, "What do you look like?"

"Is it important?" Mo Mo Nian obviously didn't expect Tang Kezhi to say such a word inexplicably, and asked back in a daze.

"Of course." Tang Kezhi's tone was very affirmative: "You must let me know who killed me, right?"

"Well, it seems very reasonable." Silent Nian pondered for a moment: "But what should I do if I can't move at all?"

"I can help you." Tang Kezhi looked sincere.

"You can try it." Mo Mo Nianlu's eyes were full of smiles outside the black cloth, but this smile, no matter how you look at it, makes people feel creepy...

Tang Kezhi held a switchblade in his left hand, looked at the blood that had begun to congeal on it, and began to seriously consider the chances of crawling over to give Shen Mo Nian a successful stab. He was not sure whether Mo Mo Nian really couldn't move, or was he just pretending? Weakness, after all, both of them are in extremely bad condition now, and there is no room for any difference.

Facing the silent year, Tang Kezhi did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He underestimated the enemy once before, and the price he paid was a big hole in his arm. If he underestimated the enemy again this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to afford it.

Mo Mo Nian looked at Tang Kezhi calmly, without a trace of retreat or wavering in his eyes. He knew that as long as he survived this moment, he would be the winner.

"Ah, it's death anyway, so let's take a gamble." Tang Kezhi looked at Mo Mo Nian and smiled: "What do you think?"

"You can try." Mo Mo Nian's tone was very calm.

Then Tang Kezhi moved, he put the knife in his mouth, and then moved his body little by little with his left hand, dragging a long blood stain on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

But the silent year didn't realize that there was something wrong with Tang Kezhi's appearance. He watched Tang Kezhi getting closer and closer to him, and let out a satisfied sigh: "It's been a long time since I met someone who suits my taste like you." people."

Tang Kezhi had a knife in his mouth and couldn't answer Silent Nian's words. The corner of his mouth was wounded by the power of the soul, or the corner of his mouth was cut by the sharp blade, and fresh blood began to flow out again.

"A very pretty face." Silent Nian was still talking: "It's not like Lu Zhiyao at all... I'm really curious, who are you."

Tang Kezhi finally moved to Shen Mo Nian's side, he took down the knife with his left hand, looked at Mo Mo Nian with gentle eyes, and smiled brightly: "I said, I am Tang Ke Zhi." After speaking, his left hand , and put the blade on Silent Nian's spine - the most vulnerable part of the zombie's body.

Mo Mo Nian seemed to be unaware that he was controlled by others, and he still told Tang Ke in the usual chatting tone: "What a good name."

Tang Kezhi's originally smooth movement suddenly stopped because of this sentence. He gasped for a few times, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "...Do you guys with the surname Shen really like to say this sentence?"

"Huh?" Mo Mo Nian didn't understand what Tang Kezhi meant.

"I'd like to see what you look like." Tang Kezhi snorted coldly, and suddenly changed his mind: "You look so shameless?"

As he said that, with a movement of his hand, he used a knife to lift off the black cloth on Mo Mo's face.

"Fuck." The moment Tang Kezhi saw Mo Mo Nian's face, Tang Kezhi couldn't help swearing. Looking at this unusually "familiar" face, he almost had the urge to curse: "An Su??? You are An Su? white??"

"You can understand it as wearing Ansu's skin." Silence Nian explained gently: "By the way, I accepted Ansu's memory."

"...You sent someone to kill Lu Zhiyao?" Tang Ke felt a lump in his chest, which made him feel breathless: "Didn't it be An Su's idea?"

"What do you think?" Mo Mo Nian didn't directly answer Tang Kezhi's answer. He smiled and looked at Tang Kezhi with an expression that I knew what you were thinking: "Or...do you want to use this method?" To deceive yourself? — Lu Zhiyao?"

"..." Tang Kezhi was speechless, and the knife he was holding in his hand fell to the ground because of the suffocation in his chest.He kept panting, wanting to breathe more air, but his physical discomfort still made him start to cry... These tears did not belong to him, but belonged to Lu Zhiyao.

"Ah, what a poignant story." At some point, the silent Nian, who was motionless, stood up and stepped on Tang Kezhi's shoulder: "The hateful villain took An Su's body and killed him. His lover, Lu Zhiyao... No, maybe the name you have given yourself is Tang Kezhi now? Do you like this answer?"

Like a fart - Tang Kezhi began to tremble all over, but he still couldn't refute. Lu Zhiyao's body's reaction to the name An Su was beyond his imagination.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Mo Mo Nian exerted a little bit of force, watching Tang Kezhi struggling under his feet: "There are so many villains in this world...Lu Zhiyao, it was An Su who personally ordered you to kill."

Tang Kezhi suffocated for breath, and finally fell into a coma completely.