The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

The scene in front of him was too terrifying, the old man's forehead was already covered with dense cold sweat, and his hands were trembling on the ground.

He looked at the I-beam that fell down, and then thought about where he was standing just now, his heart was pounding, and he just felt afraid after a while.

The migrant workers and the foreman standing next to him were scared out of their wits by this attack, so the girl knocked the old man away several meters away, otherwise if it was really hit by the steel beam——

It will only kill you on the spot, and even the gods will not be able to save you.

Zhang Kuang supported himself on the ground for a while, then stood up immediately, and stretched out his hand to pull up the shivering old man who was lying on the ground.

In fact, the incident happened suddenly just now, and the crane was moved too fast. If she didn't use her spiritual power, it would be absolutely too late for her to rush over by herself.

Zhang Kuang squinted at the movement of the crane while secretly counting the time in his heart.

When the steel beam fell, she happened to wrap her arms around the old man's shoulders.

In an instant, several clear petals appeared in the sky, supporting the huge steel beam lightly.

The falling speed was greatly slowed down, and the few seconds gained were just enough to take the old man out of the dangerous area.

The hair tie rolled on the ground and then fell down, Zhang Kuang stood upright, his long hair scattered in the air like black clouds billowing.

Looking at a figure who hastily got off the crane and fled in a hurry on the top floor of a tall building, she smiled to herself.

The laughter was extremely light and shallow, overflowing with disdain and contempt.

"Want to run?"

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There are too many people with mixed eyes, you can't use spiritual power, and you can't involve unnecessary people.

Zhang Kuang untied the big knife from his body, took the black cloth bundle, and threw it into the air.

The palm was slapped on the black cloth, and the layers of black cloth covering the sword exploded instantly, revealing the ghost-headed sword inside.

Zhang Kuang grasped the handle of the knife and swung it around twice with ease.

The ghost-headed broadsword had a penetrating pale luster, the tip of the knife was sharp and cold, just looking at it made people shudder.

Several migrant workers surrounded Uncle Fu, and the contractor was wearing a yellow hard hat, watching the crazy movements suspiciously, and couldn't help asking:

"Girl, where are you... going?"

Zhang Kuang didn't answer, she thought for a moment, and went straight to the unfinished building surrounded by green linen.

Just as the contractor was about to speak, he saw the tall girl tap her feet, and she jumped up, stepping lightly on the scaffolding.

Everyone: "?!"

With a few bangs, Zhang Kuang stepped on the steel bars and galloped up like he was walking on flat ground.In just a few breaths, he had already stopped at the highest point of the scaffolding.

She held the steel bar in one hand, stepped on the edge of the board with her black boots, raised her head to look up, and considered her next route.

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That girl looked pretty and normal, but she was so courageous!

Without any protective measures on his body, with a big knife in his hand, he dared to rush up directly on the scaffolding like that, and even reached the height of the fifth or sixth floor in a moment.

Looking up from below, most of Zhang Kuang's body was suspended in the air, looking precarious, as if he was about to step on the air and fall down.

The contractor panicked and yelled: "Girl, are you crazy?! This is too dangerous, come down quickly!!"

Zhang Kuang turned a deaf ear to the frightened cries of the contractor, and carefully observed his surroundings, only to find that the scaffolding could only reach this height, but the top floor where the man escaped was on the other side.

Zhang Kuang hesitated for a moment before making up his mind.

She suddenly let go and fell down.

Everyone was watching the situation above, seeing Zhang Kuang let go of his hand suddenly, their hearts were raised in their throats: She dares to let go at such a height, do you want to die? !

Dressed in black, Zhang Kuang crashed into the blue sky just like that.

The sound of the lingering wind passed by my ears, and the black hair surged violently like plump ink dripping into clear water, depicting thousands of miles of distant mountains in an eloquent manner.

Just when everyone thought she was going to fall, Zhang Kuang held the handle of the knife tightly with his backhand and swung the big knife forward.

"Zheng-"

The ghost-headed broadsword cut through the awe-inspiring gust of wind from the air, and cut a deep white mark on the concrete wall.

Zhang Kuang used his big knife to hold his figure, and jumped to the top of another building in an instant.

She locked her eyes tightly on the man on the top of the building who had just run a short distance, and said softly:

"Innocent."

Zhang Kuang snapped his fingers, and several clear petals formed around him.The petals wrapped around her obediently, as transparent as glass, moving as she wished.

In the next moment, Zhang Kuang's body suddenly soared into the air, his black boots stepped on the petals and the wall alternately, and ran straight towards the top floor platform.

——I want to see, where can you escape?

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"Damn it," the man on the roof muttered while running, "it's over."

According to the Sun's family, as long as the man dies due to a "construction site accident", he can get 300 million in cash, and then he can take the money and play freely, betting how he wants, while the woman in the housekeeper talks about it.

But the most important thing is that the old man was knocked away.This is good, not only did the person not die, but he also exposed himself.

Cursing in his mouth, the man casually found a steel bar and held it in his hand, stumbling around, just wanting to get out of this damn place as soon as possible.

"Where are you going?"

A voice came slowly, and the man's spine shivered. He looked back tremblingly, and saw a person suddenly appearing behind him.

The man was dressed in black, standing in the cold wind.

She stepped on the edge of a tall building, holding a ghost-headed sword in her hand, and her laughter spread softly:

"I'm curious, where can you go?"

What's going on, when did she come up? !The man's palms were sweating, and he yelled, "Don't come here!"

Zhang Kuang really stopped after hearing his words.It's just that she weighed the big knife in her hand, and with a little force, the big knife suddenly left her hand, whizzing away like a shooting star chasing the moon.

The man only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the big knife brushed past his neck in an instant, bringing out a series of bloody flowers, and pierced straight into the ground.

He watched the woman approaching in horror, gritted his teeth, involuntarily clenched the steel bar in his hand, and swung towards Zhang Kuang.

The man used [-]% strength, but the steel bar was stopped at the moment when it was about to hit Zhang Kuang's eyebrows.

The slender five fingers rested lightly on the steel bar, and only heard a few "clicks", the steel bar was crushed into several pieces, and fell to the ground like smoke and dust.

The man trembled and let go of his hand, and the remaining piece of steel bar also hit the ground.

He turned around and ran regardless, and rushed straight to the edge of the top floor, while retreating, shouting hysterically:

"You take a step forward, I'll jump from here!!"

What is this, a threat?

Zhang Kuang didn't stop walking, walked towards the man in a leisurely manner, and said leisurely: "You dance."

The man covered the bleeding wound on his neck with his left hand, watched the insolent movement, and couldn't help taking another step back in fear.

He forgot that he had already stepped on the edge of a tall building, and his foot went straight into the air, causing him to fall down.

The crowd downstairs panicked, and many people couldn't help but look away.

It's just that the expected scene didn't happen, the man's collar was suddenly caught, his whole body was hovering in the air, his legs were constantly dangling in the air.

Zhang Kuang stepped on the steps with one foot, and most of the people leaned out.The ink scattered in the wind, she held the man by the collar, and jokingly said, "You want to die so much?"

The man glanced at the ground far below him from the corner of his eye, and there were crowds of onlookers like ants, he was out of breath and was about to cry:

"Help, help! Please, I don't want to die!"

Zhang Kuang hooked a smile, but the smile couldn't reach his eyes, falling like a thick dark cloud, and finally melted into a deep ink stain.

"it is good."

She lifted the man and threw it on the ground.The man was thrown on the concrete floor, his expression was in agony, and he yelled.

He raised his head, and saw the woman looking down at him condescendingly, with pity in her eyes:

"Trust me, you'll regret not jumping straight in."

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Lu Qian hadn't run 800 meters since graduating from high school. He rushed to the scene out of breath, leaning on the wall to catch his breath.

After finally recovering his breath, he also raised his head along with the others, watching the boss beat up people online.

Lu Qian was watching with relish, when someone patted his shoulder suddenly.He was very dissatisfied and turned around, only to see a familiar face.

Director Xie was wearing a black beret, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he asked cautiously, "Lu Qian, is that your artist?"

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Zhang Kuang took out a bundle of ropes from the Qiankun bag, and tied the man tightly, making it impossible for him to move.

Zhang Kuang wandered to the edge of the building to look down, and saw a familiar figure.

Xia Zhitao had already arrived, and she patted the old man on the shoulder in relief: "I said money is not a problem, you don't have to come to the construction site to work anymore."

When she thought of the steel beam hanging above the old man's head, she felt trembling in her heart.Fortunately, Zhang Kuang happened to be passing by this time, otherwise...

Xia Zhitao sighed, and said, "Be careful in the future, you will never know what other tricks they have."

The old man nodded heavily.

She still wanted to say something, but the crowd suddenly burst into an exclamation: "That person jumped down!!"

As soon as Xia Zhitao raised his head, he saw Zhang Kuang jumping down from the top floor, his clothes curled up, and he fell straight down like a jackdaw pierced by an arrow.

Everyone held their breaths and waited for the tragedy to happen, and then they looked at Zhang Kuang's boots softly on the ground in astonishment, not even a trace of dust was stirred.

After Zhang Kuang landed, he clapped his hands smartly, and then rushed towards his wife impromptuly.But when she saw the other party, she suddenly became hoarse.

High-heeled shoes can't run, Xia Zhitao took off the shoes and carried them in his hands, and ran over on the rough ground.

Rough small stones and gravel scratched the black stockings, and several cuts were made between the feet.

The wound was flushed red, and blood had already leaked out, which was particularly dazzling against the lotus-white skin.

Xia Zhitao smiled, and just as he was about to say something, his body suddenly flew into the air, and he was hugged by Zhang Kuang directly.

She looked at the other party in astonishment, her ears were slightly stained crimson, and she whispered: "What are you doing, Zhang Kuang? Put me down quickly."

The hands holding his shoulders tightened, he lowered his head arrogantly, and said seriously:

"Peach, I will agree to whatever you say. But this time—"

The clear and audible syllables fell on the ears, like aniseed wind chimes swaying in the breeze.

"No."