Ultimate Pawn

"Don't..." Qiu Shuang was tied to the cross, his entire face lost and collapsed.

That man, killed from the sea of ​​blood, to save his man... just like that, was blown to... ashes?

"Huang Zhengming, you can't escape."

At this moment, in the dust of the sky.

A cold voice, like a demon, slowly floated out.

He walked slowly from the endless dust in a dark red suit stained with blood.

Back then, even the M Army’s USS Ford, dispatched dozens of Hornet fighters, could not kill him.

Now, how can a mere landmine... take the life of his death god?

However, around the scene.

When countless people saw him... walked out of the dust intact.

At this moment, all of them are changing colors!

This? !

Even landmines... can't blow him up? ! !

All the members of the Huang family opened their eyes wide, shocked and unbelievable!

"Withdraw! Protect me...withdraw!" Huang Zhengming shouted in horror.

Countless members of the Huang family, guarding Huang Zhengming, hurriedly retreated, and fled towards the stone steps.

Trying to escape into the Holy Trinity Church...

"Huang Zhengming, you can't escape."

"Your ancestors of the Huang family, traitorous for glory, fell into despair after you were born...Finally, you swept the streets and died. And you, agitated the family forces to do evil for the evil side."

He looked faintly, holding a Devil May Cry dagger in his right hand, and walked up the steps step by step.

"You Huang Family, it's not a pity to die."

His voice was faint, like death's last greeting.

Huang Zhengming's body trembled with horror, "Retreat! Protect me! Retreat!!"

At this moment, he has only one thought, escape!

"Why are you walking in such a hurry?"

Chen Zongheng slowly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth... raised an arc.

"There is a long way to hell, I...send you a ride."

He stretched out his hand and lit a cigarette with his blood-stained hands.

Then, the leather shoes under his feet suddenly rolled gently.

Kick a long knife on the ground into the air.

He raised his long legs and kicked the long knife in mid-air.

"Swish...!" The long knife cut through the void... carrying a terrifying force, it blasted towards Huang Zhengming's body!

"Puff...!" The long knife pierced Huang Zhengming's back fiercely, and pierced out of his chest!

Huang Zhengming's entire body, even carried by the strength of the long sword, rushed forward and flew out.

"Zheng!"

Huang Zhengming's whole person was nailed to the wall of the Holy Trinity Church by a long knife...

His eyes widened, his eyes were cracked, and he lowered his head in disbelief, looking at his chest, the long knife that pierced through his body and was nailed to the wall.

Own, that's it...dead?

After years of life and death, the soul never comes to dream.

The lord of the Huang family, the hero of the first generation.

He once slaughtered a hundred people with his own hands.

He once had blood washed the entire underground long street.

Rampant for the first time, respected as the lord of the Huang family.

But, now this time... he was just like that... was nailed to the church wall.

The blood in his chest dyed the entire wall red.

His pupils did not stare at him until he died.

Staring at the pale pupils, staring at Chen Zong.

There was silence in front of the entire church square.

Everyone is like petrochemicals.

The Huang family, the only hundreds of members left, their bodies... all trembling.

The legs tremble, everyone feels...the sky is falling.

Their Patriarch, the supreme faith of the Huang Family, was just that... killed? ?

Faith collapsed.

The Huang family is going to die.

At this time, the Huang family has lost even the next successor.

The eldest son Huang Xuyang was buried a month ago.

As for the second son, Huang Honghui, the body was still lying in the church.

This Huang family is... thorough, without a leader.

Chen Zongheng slowly took out a square towel and wiped the blood from his hands.

The white square towel soon... was covered with scarlet blood stains.

Wipe clean his hands, and then he slowly turned around.

Walk in the direction of the platform of the cross.

Throughout the scene, the members of the Huang family collapsed.

A group of people backed away trembling and terrified.

Even countless people were frightened to kneel and limp to the ground.

Thousands of people were killed... only a few hundred left.

The power of one person kills so much.

This is simply the incarnation of a demon.

Cross stand.

Qiu Shuang's eyes were full of tears, and the mist blurred his vision.

At this moment, she seemed to be dreaming.

That man, alone, rushed into the sea of ​​thousands of people.

Not only that, repelled thousands of people from the Huang family.

What's more, behead the lord of the Huang Family?

Just to save yourself?

Chen Zong waved his right hand lightly, and Devil May Cry Yinmang attacked.

Instantly cut off the hemp rope tied to Qiu Shuang's body.

The body under Qiushuang was finally rescued from the cross.

Because the tied legs were numb, the moment she was tied, her body softened... and then she threw herself into Chen Zongheng's arms without hesitation.

She didn't even care about the blood of this man.

Even, they don't care about whether men and women give or receive lightly.

At this moment, she threw herself into Chen Zong's arms and hugged the man hard.

As if, at this moment, I never want to be separated again.

Chen Zong, just let her hold him for a long time.

Then, she gently pushed her away.

"Stay here obediently and wait for me." His voice was calm and said slowly.

Qiu Shuang nodded obediently with tears on her pretty face.

At this time, after experiencing the shock of kidnapping and holding, she was completely frightened. The dude disappeared long ago, like a little bird that has lost her support.

Chen Zongheng is her support at this moment.

Chen Zongheng turned around, smoking a cigarette, step by step, walking towards the steps of the Holy Trinity Church.

In front of the entire steps, countless members of the Huang family... all trembled and retreated.

Of the hundreds of members present, none of them dared to fight back!

Who dares to fight back.

The person in front of him, the power of one person... slaughtered nearly half of them!

Thousands of people were killed... only half of them were left.

How dare to fight back with such terrorist methods? ?

All the members of the Huang family collapsed, their faces pale and regressed.

The endless tawny sea of ​​people was forced to retreat here by the elegant and handsome figure.

These scenes are really...too shocking.

Chen Zongheng slowly walked up the steps and came to the wall.

He just stood in front of Huang Zhengming's body and glanced lightly.

"It is an honor for you to die in my hands."

He murmured to himself with a leisurely voice.

Indeed, looking across the world.

Who else can be killed by the **** of death... personally come to the door?

Huang Zhengming, a gangster boy in the district, was able to die at the hands of the world-famous "Reaper.

This is the honor of Huang Zhengming.

Chen Zongheng raised his hand and took Huang Zhengming's body from the wall.

Then, carrying his corpse in this way, he came to the mahogany coffin at the door.

Kick open the coffin lid.

Throwing Huang Zhengming's body into the coffin.

Huang Zhengming, the lord of a generation of Huang family, a murderous hero with a fierce reputation.

That's it, died on the spot.

Before death, even the corpse was not complete.

No dead body.

Chen Zongcheng did what he said.

"I said, this coffin...is prepared for you, right now, it is ready to use." His voice was faint, as if he was talking to Huang Zhengming in the coffin.

Huang Zhengming's body lies in the coffin. Scarlet blood and tears overflowed from those pale pupils.

Rumor has it that after death... for ten minutes, people will retain their short-term instincts.

Because the current in the human body has not yet dissipated.

The touch of the soul rests.

But, after all, it is just a rumor.

No one takes it seriously.

However, at this moment, Huang Zhengming's corpse... seems to have heard what Chen Zong said.

Eyes overflowing with blood and tears, that's...don't look down. Unwilling to blood and tears.

Chen Zongheng looked faintly, and slowly closed the lid of the mahogany coffin.

He lifted it with one hand and directly... easily carried the mahogany coffin weighing a thousand jins.

Then, carrying the coffin like this, step by step... walked into the Holy Trinity Church.

In the church, the faces of hundreds of guests changed suddenly, and they retreated in horror.

Everyone was shocked by Chen Zong's momentum alone.

Just like that, Chen Zongheng carried the coffin and walked to the spiritual stage of the church.

With a ‘boom’, the giant mahogany coffin was smashed to the ground.

Huang Zhengming's corpse, just like that... with his son Huang Honghui, placed side by side.

They all said, send the Buddha to the west.

And his **** of death, today... also personally sent people to the west.

"The funeral continues, but...one more person." Chen Zongheng looked around and said slowly.

The funeral is still that funeral.

But, it's just...the owner of the funeral has added another person.

Huang Zhengming.

This funeral has completely become the...joint funeral of the Huang family and his son.

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