The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

The white crane's folded wings trembled, and it swiftly avoided Xia Zhitao's outstretched hands. With a twist of its head, it jumped into the arms of Song Muzhao who was watching.

Song Muzhao suddenly had something heavy in his hand.She hugged a huge white crane, stood there at a loss, her eyes were confused: "Huh?"

Lu Qian looked at her jealously: "I want to hug too."

Xia Zhitao was a little disappointed, but Baihe couldn't force anyone to like him, so he could only withdraw his hand regretfully.

Bai He wraps his slender neck around Song Muzhao, and hangs his small head on her back, expressing his firm stance that he only wants Song Muzhao to hug him, without even looking at Xia Zhitao.

The leader nodded in satisfaction.

I understand you very well!Children can be taught!

She glanced secretly at Xia Zhitao, thinking in her heart: If she suddenly turned into a white crane and got into her arms, would it be too obvious?

Tsk, it doesn't seem to work.

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Several people did not go through the main entrance, but were led out through what was said to be a "special back door passage for buyers".

The heavy iron door opened in response to the sound, revealing the gloomy light little by little.Some moss was scattered along the cement wall, exuding the smell of damp rain.

Compared with the people coming and going and the grandeur of the main entrance, the alley next to the back door is extremely dilapidated and deserted, and even the passing wind has a bit of a hazy atmosphere.

Although it looks suspicious no matter how you look at it, it seems that it is indeed a place for buyers.After all, many auctioned items are opaque, so if you want to take them away, you have to hide them.

Zhang Kuang and the others were not the only ones who came out of that exit.One after another, many masked buyers filed out from the iron gate, carrying their unseen pickled secrets, and hurried past with their heads lowered and their faces hidden.

Most of the buyers were picked up by someone, and the vehicles covered with black cloth were loaded with people and sped towards the exit.

The "poor and miserable" group of four without a car looked at each other: When Qin Zhi sent someone to drive them here, didn't he think about sending someone to pick them up? !

Song Muzhao hugged Baihe, but felt that his arm was so sore and he was about to lose strength: "Boss, I can't hold it anymore."

Zhang Kuang said: "Let Lu Qian hug, or the white crane can go by itself."

The two younger brothers agreed to hug each other for a while, and they walked slowly along the wall towards the exit.There were cars passing by one after another, Zhang Kuang pulled Xia Zhitao in and let her walk on the inside of the road.

The number of vehicles gradually decreased, but the few people only walked half of the distance.

A car passed by the crowd. They didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the car turned the steering wheel suddenly, and the tires drove across the ground, causing some water vapor. With a sound of "chi", the whole car slanted and stopped in front of the four of them grandly.

The alley was originally narrow, but the black painted van was long and wide, and when it turned sideways, it completely blocked the road in front of it.

Zhang Kuang subconsciously pulled his wife behind him, at the same time, four or five cars sped up from behind.The roaring sound was endless, and the distance between the cars quickly approached, and they braked suddenly and stopped five or six meters away from the people.

In an instant, several people were surrounded.

Song Muzhao hugged the white crane and trembled, buried his face in the white crane, poked out a pair of eyes: "Why, what's going on?"

Zhang Kuang stood straight on the spot, his expression unchanged, and said, "Wait and see."

Xia Zhitao supported the shoulders of the two young men, hugged them, pulled them in, and said calmly, "Don't panic, come closer."

The leader aggrievedly stood in front of him: QAQ, I also want my wife to care about me.

The four of them stood in a small circle, looking around madly, always paying attention to the movement of those cars.

The window of one of the cars was slowly rolled down, and a man wearing sunglasses showed his head. He leaned lazily against the window and took out something.

a gun.

The muzzle of the black gun was pointed straight at the crowd, and there was a pale silver light on the body of the gun, like a giant white-scaled python tightening its neck bit by bit, opening its mouth to reveal a terrifying throat.

Looking at his movements, Zhang Kuang felt a little strange:

— What is he holding in his hand?

The man looked at a few people, turned his eyes around, and smacked his lips in unsatisfactory expression.He felt sorry for the young girls in his heart, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom--!!"

"Be careful!" Xia Zhitao felt his eyes go dark, and his body was staggered by a force.Zhang Kuang dodged in front of her, completely covering his sight.

There was a very soft sound.

"Pfft."

In the next second, the bullet pierced into the shoulder blade with a gust of wind, tearing the skin and tearing the flesh, penetrating into the bone and carving out terrifying cracks like spider webs.

Xia Zhitao was held in front of Zhang Kuang's chest, and his whole body was tightly pressed against him.The gunshots were still buzzing in her ears, and she leaned her head on the opponent's body in a daze, dazed and at a loss.

Song Muzhao hugged Baihe tremblingly, slumped on the ground, and cried, "Boss, boss!"

When Xia Zhitao heard the voice, she pulled Zhang Kuang's clothes down, trying to raise her head, but was covered by her hands.Fingers with clear bones gently covered her eyes, gently blocking all the light, leaving only thick darkness.

Xia Zhitao tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see anything.She asked cautiously: "Why, what's the matter?"

no reply.

Zhang Kuang was so close that Xia Zhitao could clearly hear her short breathing.The hands around his shoulders suddenly loosened, and the sky was filled with flowers without wind, blocking his sight.Xia Zhitao stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground supported by the petals.

She looked around in a daze, and saw Zhang Kuang's leather jacket casually thrown on the ground, and there was an obvious hole on the right shoulder, with bloodstains oozing, like a gaping wound, which was hideous and terrifying.

She bent down and crawled forward.Grabbing the leather jacket, her fingertips were trembling.

Numerous petals revolved around several people, forming a semicircle, blocking all the sights and sounds outside behind the flower wall.

The light meanders down through the layered and intertwined petals, dyed a bit of brilliant light peach color, and falls on the ground to form a continuous flowing stream.Inside the flower wall is quiet and peaceful, and even the air is filled with the faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers.

Song Muzhao sat beside him holding the white crane, and Lu Qian looked around in confusion.Xia Zhitao stood up, still holding the corner of the leather jacket in his hand, staring blankly at the flower wall.

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Zhang Kuang stood with his hands behind his back.

She stood in the surrounding wind with her spine straight.The strong wind wrapped around the sleeves of the shirt, and a touch of white was particularly glaring in the dark alley.

"It's really boring."

Her voice was scattered in the air, filled with a bone-chilling chill, like a dense fog, with billowing thick smoke choking into her throat, suppressing her breathing and oppressing her.

"What's going on? Didn't you hit that little girl?!" The man kicked the car door and rushed out.After a messy sound, people from several cars rushed down and followed behind the man with their guns in hand.

Zhang Kuang looked at them impartially, with a haughty arrogance curled between his brows, and his expression was full of contempt and disdain.

"Tsk," the man frowned impatiently, spat on the ground, and said, "Be careful, this man is very strange."

He raised his gun and squinted at Zhang Kuang.The red dot of the laser aiming aid fell into her eyes, and the muzzle of the gun was facing those beautiful eyes.She blinked, her curled eyelashes hooked into a smile for no reason.

"boom--!"

The gunshot rang out again, but the person in front of him had disappeared.He held guns in both hands and looked around in astonishment, but he could only see his companions with the same panicked expressions.

"Damn, what's going on?!" The man gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Didn't that fat man say that he just killed a few young people and snatched a big white bird, so it's easy? What's going on with this little girl?!"

A gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, filled the air with smoke and dust, the cold wind howled mournfully, and the flying sand and rocks rushed like ten thousand beasts.

The strong wind dazzled the eyes, and everyone was a little unsteady, and saw a black shadow approaching like a ghost. The man held his breath, looked at the jade-like five fingers resting on the body of the gun, and gently grasped it:

With a "click", it fell apart.

The gun fragments fell to the ground like smoke and dust, and the man looked at the woman in front of him in horror. Her face was delicate and beautiful, but there was an old city ruins that no one had set foot on, and a piece of dry bones hidden underneath.

The alarms all over the body were sounded, and every cell in the body was clamoring for a signal:

Run away! !

—Unfortunately, it's too late.

The petals melted into the biting cold wind, Zhang Kuang's fingertips moved slightly:

There was a loud "click", and everyone turned their heads in surprise.I saw six or seven vans bursting apart in an instant, the debris splashed and scattered, gasoline sprayed all over the place, and all the wreckage was burning in the fire.

They looked at the woman floating in the air, she looked at everyone indifferently, as if she was looking down at an ant.The killing intent entangled his hands and feet, dragging people into the abyss of eternal doom.

She spoke, but not to them:

"Do you want to stay alive?"

Xia Zhitao was blocked by the flower wall, so he couldn't see anything, and most of his voice was blocked.Only the arrogant and calm voice can be heard, which is very reassuring.

She quickly ran through the well-known legal provisions in her mind, and said softly: "Well, don't kill them."

Although the possibility is slim, she still doesn't want Zhang Kuang to be involved in unnecessary trouble.Moreover, with guns and deliberate murder-if they meet in court, the only things waiting for them are the death penalty and life imprisonment.

Zhang Kuang heard it, and said, "Okay."

In a trance, the night buried and devoured the last ray of light, red and black covered the eyelids, covered the nose and mouth, and wrapped the limbs, immersing everything in the hiding place of the nightmare.

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After a period of time in a daze, Xia Zhitao was guided by his intuition, and submerged his hands in the flower wall.The numerous petals are like streams of water flowing through the fingertips, and they scatter with a flick of the fingers.

Zhang Kuang stood in the smoke and dust with his back to her, holding a huge man in his hand.

"Don't tell me, right?" She snorted coldly, "You have plenty of opportunities to say it."

Zhang Kuang suddenly let go, and the man fell softly on the ground with a "thump".

Xia Zhitao looked at her and murmured, "Crazy..."

Zhang Kuang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned around.

She was wearing a white shirt, and a shocking bright red color spread out from her right shoulder, like a mottled falling plum blossom in the snow.

Seeing his wife calling him, Zhang Kuang quickly stepped forward.She was half kneeling on the ground, her long black hair hung on her shoulders, and her complexion was a little pale.

Zhang Kuang held Xia Zhitao's right hand, as if holding the most fragile treasure in the world.She lowered her brows and eyes, a little frustrated, and her tone was full of pity:

"I'm sorry, sorry, are you scared?"