Vol 4 Chapter 103: suicide
But no matter how ugly Lu Mingran's face was, he still couldn't stop Lu Zhaoliang's frivolous words above, nor could he stop him from walking towards death.
Under Gong Zibai's languid breath, his originally half-squinted eyes widened slightly, and with a contemptuous glance, a cold smile appeared on his languid lips, "Hehehe...follow you. Hunk, it also depends on your ability."
Hearing his half-threatening murderous voice, Zhao Yuyan, who was standing in the audience, saw his eyes light up, "Tsk... this Lu Zhaoliang really doesn't care about meat and vegetables, I don't know whether to live or die. The one who molested Gong Zibai, hehehe..."
"Hahaha... Yes, that old boy is very capable. He dares to tease that evildoer. I'm afraid he doesn't know how the word "death" is written." Feng Zhoulong nodded in agreement, and then looked at Lu Zhaoliang with a look in his eyes. A little pity.
There is no No. 1 arms dealer before the return of the big boss. The person who is the most difficult to provoke, and the most difficult person to provoke is not their captain Zhao Yuyan, nor the hot-tempered Xing Tianluo, but the one who looks lazy but is actually evil and ruthless. Gong Zibai, who is spicy and kills like a toy.
Tsk tsk…. He'd better give a second of silence to the old ruffian who dared to tease the devil!
But unfortunately, Lu Zhaoliang, who was coveting under the beauty, didn't notice, and those eyes were still squinting on Gong Zibai without any scruples. This man has red lips and white teeth. He is lazy and soft. He looks even more attractive than those girls in the East 1st District. If he can take it back and let him enjoy it, hehehe...
He rubbed his hands together, and the wretchedness in his eyes was even worse.
Seemingly aware of his blatant eyes, Gong Zibai, who was still a little lazy, narrowed his eyes, and the hands that hugged his chest slowly let go. When he met Lu Zhaoliang's eyes again, the bottom of his eyes showed. A touch of bloodthirsty color. Originally, he planned to save his life because he was not a **** of war, but now...hehehe.... No wonder he didn't cherish it himself!
He lowered his red thin lips and drew a cold and malicious arc, "Let's start the game."
Lu Zhaoliang, who was stunned by his wicked eyes, also followed dumbfoundedly, "Hey, let's start, let's start..."
But seeing his voice just fell, Gong Zibai's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a powerful aura came from his body. Lu Zhaoliang originally wanted to dodge away, but was caught by his aura and couldn't move. It's too late.
Under everyone's attention, Gong Zibai's aura suddenly exploded, while Lu Zhaoliang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't move.
Ten seconds later, Lu Zhaoliang's eyes seemed to lose focus. Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, he raised his hand and took the dagger thrown by Gong Zibai. The sun also reflects the cold silver awn.
"This.... What is this for?" The onlookers asked in confusion.
And those who knew the inside story, such as Zhao Yuyan and the others, suddenly had their eyes bursting with light, coming here, their Gong Zibai's unique stunt - suicide!
"Your eyes have desecrated me. In order to atone for your sins, you should commit suicide." Seeing Gong Zibai's thin red lips pursing, a pair of sinister eyes exuded a bright glow.
"Wh...what, isn't he stupid, and let people commit suicide?" Hearing Gong Zibai's words, some onlookers immediately laughed out loud.
Is it the fool of the person who committed suicide or the person who ordered it to commit suicide?
But they just laughed at the top, but they didn't expect the slap in the face so quickly.
I saw that Lu Zhaoliang, who was holding the dagger, took the dagger and stabbed him in the neck without warning under the amazed eyes of the crowd. Suddenly, blood flowed out, gudonggudong.
And that Lu Zhaoliang seemed to have recovered from the severe pain, his eyes were frightened, his face was pale, and he was about to pull out the dagger stuck in his neck in a panic, but when he pulled it, he seemed to be stabbed. The blood of the aorta suddenly spurted out, and the blood with hot air spilled on the ground, even flowing faster than before.
Lu Zhaoliang's eyes widened, his eyes were full of fear and panic, two blood-stained hands were covering his neck, and he looked in the direction of the God of War, "Save...Save me..."
Lu Mingran, who was originally dumbfounded by this sudden situation, was suddenly stimulated by his cry for help, and he suddenly woke up, his always shrewd and shrewd face also brought a bit of panic, "Fangfang, hurry up, Uncle Salvation—"
"Yes, vice-captain." Wang Fangfang, who was standing by the side surrounded by several promising young people, heard the voice, and the smile on her face faded slightly. She didn't really want to save that Lu Zhaoliang. The old hooligan would do something to her, but fortunately, she was smart and avoided every time. While she became beautiful two days ago, Lu Zhaoliang became even more aggressive. He even went straight into her room the night before to try to use force. If she hadn't shouted to attract other people, he would have almost succeeded.
How could this make her not angry, let her not complain, although Wang Fangfang likes to pretend to be kind and gentle, but her body is still clean, she wants to find a man who is outstanding, so even if she had an affair with Li Xinyang before, she did not Let him break through the last line of defense. Fortunately, Li Xinyang's man is only using her and has no interest in her body, so his innocence is still maintained.
Therefore, she hated the old hooligan Lu Zhaoliang, who almost ruined her innocence, and wished him to die. She didn't know how happy she was to see him fall in a pool of blood. How good it would be to die directly. what. However, since it was Lu Mingran's order, she didn't dare to disobey. After all, she was still a member of Black Hawk.
Wang Fangfang took a deep breath and walked towards Lu Zhaoliang with a bit of ruthlessness in her eyes.
Gong Zibai looked at a person on the stage, and glanced at her contemptuously with a pair of smiling eyes. He folded his arms again, and didn't care that someone came up before Lu Zhaoliang conceded defeat. Anyway, the man who dared to use that wretched man wouldn't be able to live for long.
This is like a rooster whose neck is bleeding. If it wasn't for the pain that he could die, he would have directly controlled him to kill him with a knife, instead of keeping his broken neck and lingering on.
Gong Zibai looked at them with clear eyes, full of contempt and irony.
I saw that Wang Fangfang had already walked in front of that Lv Zhaoliang, and when he was about to squat down, Lv Zhaoliang had already glared angrily and died of breathlessness.
The timing was just right.
Wang Fangfang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, and there was a vicious smile in those beautiful eyes, this old hooligan, shit, died well.
However, she still had a sympathetic expression on her face, with a pity and regretful expression on her face, she turned around and reported to Lu Mingran, "Deputy captain, your cousin is already dead, and a healer can't come back to life. I can't help it either."
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