Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

Lang Liye moved into the advanced house, followed by Lang Ye and Du Ping. They didn't realize that there was an extra person in the villa.

The expressions of the three members of the Lang family were not very good, so Du Ping went back to her room first.

Zhu Xi secretly followed behind, also dodged in, and did not forget to close the door.

Du Ping subconsciously turned her head when she heard the sound of the door opening, and was startled when she saw Zhu Tong with a gloomy face. She was even more frightened when she saw the gleaming silver knife in Zhu Tong's hand, and opened her mouth to think Screaming, Zhu's eyes were quick to cover his mouth, and he was pressed hard to the ground.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!"

Du Ping struggled violently, scratching Zhu Chang's arm with her sharp nails, leaving many red marks.

It was also very difficult for the bamboo to control her. He was crooked, innocent and cruel, and finally cut Du Ping's throat with a knife, so that she could not cry out and would not die immediately.

Du Ping's throat was cut, bleeding profusely, she was lying on the ground twitching and struggling, the bamboo stick let her go, and walked around her, as if she was thinking.

One of Du Ping's beautiful red-soled high-heeled shoes was kicked off, and the pure white soles of her feet were covered with stains.

Zhu thought for a while, grabbed one of Du Ping's feet, and cut off her hamstring. Du Ping crawled towards the door with both hands. A hamstring.

"Knock Knock-"

"Mom—are you asleep?"

Lang Ye knocked on the door, Du Ping didn't seem to give up yet, she crawled desperately towards the door.Zhu Xi walked over and kicked Du Ping away, and then stood behind the door holding a dagger that was dripping blood.

Lang Ye stood at the door and knocked again, then shouted: "Mom, am I coming in?"

As Lang Ye said, he pushed open the door, and at the same time Zhu Zhang stretched out his hand.

Lang Ye reacted quickly, turned around and raised his hand to block the knife that Zhu Zhang extended, but he didn't expect that Zhu Zhang stabbed him directly in the abdomen with a backhand knife.

Lang Ye let out a cry of pain, and was dragged into the house by the bamboo stick, then closed the door tightly and locked it again.

Lang Ye was half kneeling on the ground clutching his bleeding abdomen, his eyes were big, and he looked at the bamboo hole with fear and pain.

"Bamboo tree!"

"What are you doing!"

"Don't you want to stay in this world?"

Zhu Xun leaned against the door, still holding a bloody knife in his hand, he looked at Du Ping who was lying on the side twitching, and then at Lang Ye who was kneeling on the ground, and smiled.

This laugh made Lang Ye feel uncomfortable all over. He stood up clutching his stomach, planning to find a chance to rush out.

"Yin Shuang, everything starts with you, I can't control it."

"However, I want this to end with me."

Bi Zhuhang rushed over without giving Lang Ye time to think. Lang Ye stood up and resisted, but at first he was stabbed in the abdomen by Zhulong, and now his movements are a little awkward.

Zhu Xuan was determined to die and didn't know how to defend at all. Finally, after being punched by Lang Ye a few times, his throat was severely cut.

Lang Ye clutched his throat in pain and fell to the ground, except for a slight twitch, it was difficult to even move.

Panting, Zhuxue picked up the knife that fell on the ground, and sighed as he saw Lang Ye struggling in pain.

"Oops, it seems that the stroke is a little deeper..." Zhuzhu muttered to himself, and ignored the two people who were dying on the ground, opened the door and walked out.

Lang Liye was throwing a temper tantrum in his study, and things were smashed all over the floor, so the bamboo stick opened the door and walked in.

With his back to the door, Lang Liye thought it was Du Ping or Lang Ye who came in, and he shouted angrily, "Get out! Get out!"

"Ah--"

Zhuzhen sneered, stepped on the mess on the ground and walked over.

Lang Liye turned around immediately when he heard the laughter, and when he saw the bamboo hole, his pupils shrank violently.

Today, Zhuxue has his hands behind his back, and he can't see what he is holding, but the white shirt on his chest, his pants, and even the upper of his shoes are all stained with blood.

"Lang Zhu, what are you doing here!"

Zhu Xun lowered his head, his too long bangs covered his eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Lang Zhu died a long time ago."

"I'm just borrowing in this body, uncorrupted—soul."

Zhu Yan raised his head slowly, it was a smiling face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a weird and sinister smile.

Then, screams resounded throughout the villa.

When Zhang Jinxing returned to Zhuchang's small apartment, the apartment was deserted, and Zhuchang did not come back.The uneasiness in Zhang Jinxing's heart became more and more intense, and finally he just drove out again.

When Zhang Jinxing found the whereabouts of Zhuhang and finally arrived at Lang's villa halfway up the mountain, it was already daylight.

The door of Lang's villa was closed tightly, and there was no sound from inside.

Zhang Jinxing's heart was beating violently, he subconsciously stopped his subordinates who wanted to go in with him, pushed open the door of the villa and walked in alone.

As he got closer, Zhang Jinxing vaguely heard the sound of 'rustling', as if objects were being dragged on the ground.

Turning a corner, Zhang Jinxing finally saw everything in front of him clearly.

Zhu Xie's face was stained with blood, and his body was also stained with blood. He was dragging Du Ping's twisted body into the villa.

On the grass on one side were Lang Liye and Lang Ye who were also distorted and deformed.

Zhang Jinxing squinted and found that the window on the third floor of the villa was covered with blood. That location was Yu Zhaorong's room.

Miraculously, Lang Ye was not dead yet. When he saw Zhang Jinxing, his eyes lit up with hope, but now he couldn't move or speak, and could only make a strange whirring sound.

Zhu Xun was not surprised by Zhang Jinxing's arrival, he just glanced at Zhang Jinxing indifferently, and continued his dragging.

Yu Zhaorong jumped down from the [-]th floor, but Lang's villa only had three floors, so Zhu Zhang could only throw Lang Liye down from the third floor again and again.

Zhang Jinxing's whole body was stiff. He just watched the figure of Zhu Tong disappear at the door of the villa, and there was a long bloodstain on the ground. After a while, Lang Liye's body was thrown down from the third floor.

Thanks to Lang's villa covering a large area and the villas being far away from each other, no one found Zhu Tong after so much tossing until dawn.

After throwing away the corpse, Zhu Zhang came out of the villa. At this time, the sky was completely bright. He walked up to Zhang Jinxing and looked him up and down.

"Aren't you going to save him?"

Zhuzhen said and pointed to Lang Ye who had been looking at this side.

"I never fell him, maybe if you save him, he can still live."

Zhang Jinxing followed Zhu Zhang's hand and looked at Lang Ye who was lying on the ground. His eyes widened unwillingly, and his gaze towards Zhu Zhang was full of resentment.

After a long time, Zhang Jinxing sighed slowly, long, and then he didn't mind the blood-stained hand of the bamboo stick, and reached out to hold it.

"You leave with me, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Zhang Jinxing's voice was calm and steady, and the hand holding the bamboo stick was wide, warm and dry.

When Zhang Jinxing held his hand, Zhu Xi couldn't stop trembling all over. He raised his head and stared at Zhang Jinxing's eyes seriously, trying to distinguish the truth from the inside.

But no, Zhang Jinxing's gaze was very focused, he stared at Zhu Tong with dark and persistent eyes, without even the slightest bit of disgust, his dark eyes were full of worry.

Zhu Xi blinked his dry eyes, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and passed out completely. He had already reached his limit.

Zhang Jinxing picked up the bamboo stick, sent him back to the car, told people to look after him, and then walked into Lang's villa again.

Zhang Jin walked in front of the dying Lang Ye. Lang Ye struggled and reached out to grab Zhang Jinxing's trousers, leaving bright red handprints.

He opened and closed his mouth, but he couldn't say anything because his throat was cut by the bamboo stick.

Zhang Jinxing reached into his bosom, slowly took out a pistol with a pistol installed, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Lang Ye.

Lang Ye's eyes widened in disbelief. He didn't understand why Zhang Jinxing could stand on the bamboo pole without hesitation?

He is not reconciled, obviously he hasn't really come into contact with Zhang Jinxing in this life!

Why is he the one who fails every time!

After a slight noise, gray smoke came out from the muzzle of the black hole. Lang Ye's eyes were wide open. He didn't close them until he died. Zhang Jinxing's ruthless figure far away was deeply reflected in his eyes.

The Lang family saw the newspapers again. As a business family, they did see the newspapers more often, but this time it was not a good thing.

On the night of Lang Ye's school entrance banquet, the Lang family's villa caught fire, and except for the eldest son Lang Zhu, the other three members of the Lang family were killed in the fire.

It also happened that the residents near the Lang's villa were not at home that night. When the police and firefighters arrived, the Lang's house had been completely burnt down, except for a piece of ruins and charred bodies buried under the ruins, there was nothing left.

However, it is said that someone saw Zhang's family going to Lang's villa that night, but who cares? The people in city b just tightened their belts and were careful not to provoke the Zhang family.

A small coffee shop opened near the old town of city b, with a space of dozens of square meters, the layout is really exquisite, but there are very few customers.

The owner of this shop is a very strange person. He basically doesn't speak and doesn't show any expressions. When there are no customers, he is just in a daze except for being in a daze.

But there was an even stranger customer in this store, with a tall figure, a straight suit, and a stern demeanor, he didn't look like someone who would patronize such an inconspicuous shop.

But this person came every day, and stayed for a long time after he came. The strange shopkeeper never cared about him, and he didn't care. He went to the bar to pour a cup of coffee by himself, and sat at the place closest to the bar to work, and he didn't pay when he left.

The two little girls sitting by the window chatted to the strange owner and customers for a while, then left satisfied.

Zhang Jinxing took a sip of the cold coffee at hand, looked fascinatedly at the bamboo board that was in a daze for a while, lowered his head and started to work quickly again.

Ever since the Lang family villa incident, Zhang Jinxing felt that the invisible distance between him and Lang Zhu had grown further, which made him sigh, but at the same time helpless.

The sun was setting, and in the small coffee shop, apart from the strange owner, there was only one handsome customer. The warm sunset shone in from the window, creating a strange harmony.