Chapter 155: Escape
The wind and rain were raging, and thunder and lightning were raging!
The smell of blood was wafting in the lobby, and the silent tense atmosphere spread. Everyone's body was tense to the extreme, staring at Chu Liang with shocked and unbelievable eyes.
This sudden knife was beyond everyone's expectations.
Just a moment ago, they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter was over.
But Chu Liang drew his knife on the spot.
One knife to the throat!
"I... I..."
Xu Long looked miserable, blood was constantly pumping out of his neck, and his clothes were soaked in blood. In a few blinks of an eye, he became a bloody man.
He didn't want to die!
As the leader of the Qingyi Gang, he still had half a lifetime of wealth and glory that he hadn't had time to enjoy!
At this moment, Xu Long had completely lost his former majesty and domineering. He fell to the ground, miserable like a dying wild dog.
He couldn't figure out why Chu Liang dared to break his oath. Was he the kind of completely lawless and bloodthirsty maniac?
Chu Liang looked indifferent and said casually: "By the way, I forgot to tell you something. I did kill your 19th concubine."
"You..."
Xu Long opened his mouth, blood foamed in his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't speak.
He stared at Chu Liang, his eyes full of unwillingness.
He investigated the matter of the 19th concubine for a long time, but there was no result. He once thought that it was done by people in the black market, and finally learned the truth today.
His most promising son, the most beloved concubine, including himself, all died in Chu Liang's hands!
Neatly!
"Bang!"
Xu Long felt a strong anger and frustration in his heart, his whole body trembled violently, and his hands slammed on the ground, trying to make himself stand up.
But he failed after all and exhausted his last strength.
With endless pain and unwillingness, Xu Long's pupils gradually dispersed.
A generation of overlords, a master of five qi and blood, and the leader of the Qingyi Gang feared by countless people in the county, died in Chu Liang's hands.
"The leader... the leader is dead!"
I don't know who said it, the voice was full of fear and a little trembling.
Fear and uneasiness began to spread in the hall.
Chu Liang looked at the rest of the people in the hall with a knife, his eyes were cold, and the blade flashed with a deadly edge.
Everyone felt cold on their backs, sweating, and almost subconsciously took two steps back.
"Young Master Chu, we are willing to respect you as our master!"
The head of the Foreign Affairs Hall turned pale and spoke hurriedly.
He became more and more anxious. Why has the county's troops not arrived after so long?
Could it be...
He suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, thinking of Chu Liang's companion who was hiding in the dark.
When he thought of this, he didn't dare to have any extravagant hopes anymore, and knelt down to Chu Liang with a plop.
"Young Master Chu, from now on, I am willing to be a slave and servant, just ask you to let me live." His forehead was full of sweat, and his heart was getting more and more panic. He could only pray that he was still useful in Chu Liang's eyes.
However, in response to him, there was only a pale knife light.
Crack!
The knife light flashed, and the head of the head of the Foreign Affairs Hall flew up on the spot.
His body splattered with blood and fell to the ground, adding a bit of bloody smell to this rainy night.
Another dead one!
At this moment, great fear enveloped everyone
A Xiangzhu almost subconsciously shouted: "Run, he is going to kill us all!"
His voice trembled, and his whole face was pale without any blood. He didn't have the courage to fight Chu Liang at all.
The others also reacted. At this moment, Chu Liang had already killed him. Begging for mercy was useless. There was still a glimmer of hope for escape.
"Run!"
"Run away separately!"
"He is only one person. We spread out in all directions, and we can always escape a few people!"
These backbones of the Qingyi Gang have known each other for many years and are familiar with each other. They reached a consensus almost instantly.
Run away desperately!
As long as they can escape and pass the news to the county government, they can survive.
Even after the county government liquidated Chu Liang, they could become the new high-ranking members of the Qingyi Gang, and even have a chance to compete for the position of gang leader.
In the face of the crisis of death, almost everyone burst out with unprecedented strength, squeezing out all their potential in an instant!
In the blink of an eye, they escaped from the lobby and fled to the yard outside.
"Boom!"
The thunder roared, as if the sky was roaring!
The dazzling lightning broke through the sky, shocking and illuminating the whole world.
The heavy rain poured down, and the cold rain slapped on everyone's faces, making them feel a little happy, as if they had escaped from the dead.
However, this joy only lasted for a moment.
"Plop!"
Suddenly someone fell to the ground, rolling more than ten times in the muddy yard before he stopped, covered with mud and in a mess.
Almost at the same time, dozens of other people fell to the ground and rolled into the dirty and cold mud.
They were horrified and wanted to get up, but they found that they had no strength at all, and their limbs seemed to no longer belong to them.
Moreover, a fatal sense of drowsiness was invading their minds, and several people with weak willpower fainted on the spot.
"What's going on? Why can't I move?" Someone shouted in horror.
"It's smoke!"
Another person's face was full of despair: "It's Chu Liang's smoke, he had already calculated that we were going to escape!"
"Impossible, how can there be such a strong smoke, is it the legendary seven-step fall?"
"No, the seven-step fall is not so powerful, today God is really going to kill me!"
The people present were all masters with three bloods, at worst, they could jump several feet at will, and it would not take seven steps to escape from the yard.
The courtyard wall was very close to them, just within reach.
But this short distance was like a natural moat, blocking them, separating life and death!
"Boom..."
The wind was raging, the rain was like a waterfall, and the terrifying lightning tore the sky.
In the back, Chu Liang looked cold, holding a bloody long knife, like a messenger of purgatory, walking out of the hall step by step, towards the desperate Qingyi gang.
Everyone was lying in the mud, cold all over, trembling and begging for mercy.
"Young Master Chu, spare my life!"
"I was wrong, Young Master Chu, give me another chance..."
"..."
But Chu Liang ignored him, just looked up at the sky and said indifferently: "What a good weather."
After that, he swung his knife and chopped it down!
Kacha!
The blade was sharp and the cold light was dazzling!
One knife after another, the heads rolled and the blood flowed.
When everything was over, there was no other sound in the yard, only a dead silence.
The corpses were everywhere, the blood was flowing, and the bloody smell was so strong that even the heavy rain could not wash it away. The whole yard seemed like hell on earth!
"Hu..."
Chu Liang stood in the heavy rain, his eyes slightly closed, his arms opened, and he slowly let out a breath.
The raindrops were cold and flying all over the sky, washing away the blood all over his body.
Killing these scums, Chu Liang had no psychological burden.
The more he killed, the happier he felt.
After a moment, Shu Er's voice suddenly sounded in Chu Liang's mind.
"Master, it's time to go. The Blood Sword Scholar is here!"