An Zheng stood at the door of the living room of the Su family courtyard holding Chen Shaobai's Yaksha umbrella, watching the second son of the Su family, Su Huan, known as the Second Master Su, entangled with a group of dancers.
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
An Zheng, holding the Yaksha umbrella, just returned to the Su family's mansion. He sat on the rockery and watched from a distance. His third eye was floating outside the window of the room where Su Jianci was talking to his two sons. , he heard clearly all the conversations between Su Jianci and his two sons.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
Su Jianci felt a sharp pain in his heart, and lost strength almost instantly. He staggered a few times and almost fell over. If it weren't for the steward's support, he would have fallen to the ground. The pain of losing a son in old age was too much for him. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone invisible had thrust his hand into his heart at that moment, holding his hand. The heart was pinched again and again, so hard.
An Zheng killed a lot of evil people at that time, and he didn't arrest them if he could. However, the prerequisite is that he must have evidence to do so. Killing or not arresting is the biggest outrageous thing that An Zheng can do within the scope of the law.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
That way, it's like apologizing.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
In fact, An Zheng came back soon after he left. Although Su Xianci was strong in cultivation, he didn't expect An Zheng to be so bold. After An Zheng walked around the street, he noticed that there was no one following him closely. Then he found an inn and stayed in it, then came out from the back window.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
He took a handful of incense, lit it, and stuck it on the heads of the two heads. The smoke from the incense was misty, and seemed to fly to a place where he couldn't see it.
Written on the ground in the blood of his Son are the words… You know where I am.
If... if An Zheng didn't know about other evil things that the Su family had done, and just wanted to avenge himself, then killing Su Jianci alone would be enough. However, when An Zheng stood at the door, even though it was still far away from the Su family's courtyard in Qingshui Lake, he still seemed to hear the crying of the seven hundred people.
"ah!"
An Zheng, holding the Yaksha umbrella, just returned to the Su family's mansion. He sat on the rockery and watched from a distance. His third eye was floating outside the window of the room where Su Jianci was talking to his two sons. , he heard clearly all the conversations between Su Jianci and his two sons.
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
Su Jianci's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He suddenly remembered that Su Su's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
An Zheng killed a lot of evil people at that time, and he didn't arrest them if he could. However, the prerequisite is that he must have evidence to do so. Killing or not arresting is the biggest outrageous thing that An Zheng can do within the scope of the law.
An Zheng was not surprised by Su's deletion of words. It was even part of his speculation. He entered the Su family's mansion according to circumstances, and then gradually gained a little bit of Su Jianci's trust, and even let Su Jianci see a little bit of his weaknesses. This was all intentional.
Perhaps, I will never dare to get close to evildoers again in this life.
An Zheng was not surprised by Su's deletion of words. It was even part of his speculation. He entered the Su family's mansion according to circumstances, and then gradually gained a little bit of Su Jianci's trust, and even let Su Jianci see a little bit of his weaknesses. This was all intentional.
An Zheng began to slowly cut back and forth on his throat: "If you die faster, you are disrespectful to those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads with your own hands, but you must not know that cutting off the heads is What a feeling."
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
Then he suddenly realized something and immediately turned around and rushed towards the old house. When he arrived outside the old house, the smell of blood penetrated his nose again, and then rushed into his mind.
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
And Su Huan didn't know why she was kneeling on the ground, seemingly unable to move. She was kneeling there, her body shaking violently. Then the dancers saw clearly that Su Su's legs were broken, and the bones were sticking out of the flesh.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
Su Jianci's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He suddenly remembered that Su Su's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
An Zheng's voice was not loud, but to Su Su it sounded like the howling of a ghost. His body was shaking violently, but he couldn't struggle out. It was as if his whole body was pierced by an invisible iron chain, locking all his bones and muscles and nailing him to the ground.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
"Lord Governor?"
An Zheng killed a lot of evil people at that time, and he didn't arrest them if he could. However, the prerequisite is that he must have evidence to do so. Killing or not arresting is the biggest outrageous thing that An Zheng can do within the scope of the law.
Su Jianci felt a sharp pain in his heart, and lost strength almost instantly. He staggered a few times and almost fell over. If it weren't for the steward's support, he would have fallen to the ground. The pain of losing a son in old age was too much for him. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone invisible had thrust his hand into his heart at that moment, holding his hand. The heart was pinched again and again, so hard.
He's just an Avenger.
"You saw it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of your eyes."
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
While An Zheng was speaking, the dagger cut into Su Su's neck, and blood began to spurt out like an arrow. As the cut became wider and wider, Su Su's throat made a clicking sound, and the blood vessels burst. Blood began to flow out like a waterfall, and soon the clothes in front of him were stained red.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. There was only the headless body of his son Su Su, kneeling there and falling forward. The headless neck was stuck on the ground, and the blood had dried up.
Although An Zheng's third eye could not fully understand Su Jiici's strength, An Zheng knew that with his many magical weapons and super forbidden techniques like the Divine Thunder Tianzheng, he might not have a chance to kill Su Jiici in a desperate fight. However, revenge is not just as simple as killing one person.
He's just an Avenger.
An Zheng's voice was not loud, but to Su Su it sounded like the howling of a ghost. His body was shaking violently, but he couldn't struggle out. It was as if his whole body was pierced by an invisible iron chain, locking all his bones and muscles and nailing him to the ground.
Although An Zheng's third eye could not fully understand Su Jiici's strength, An Zheng knew that with his many magical weapons and super forbidden techniques like the Divine Thunder Tianzheng, he might not have a chance to kill Su Jiici in a desperate fight. However, revenge is not just as simple as killing one person.
Although An Zheng's third eye could not fully understand Su Jiici's strength, An Zheng knew that with his many magical weapons and super forbidden techniques like the Divine Thunder Tianzheng, he might not have a chance to kill Su Jiici in a desperate fight. However, revenge is not just as simple as killing one person.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
Su Jianci's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He suddenly remembered that Su Su's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction.
An Zheng slowly put down the Yaksha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.
When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. There was only the headless body of his son Su Su, kneeling there and falling forward. The headless neck was stuck on the ground, and the blood had dried up.
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
If... if An Zheng didn't know about other evil things that the Su family had done, and just wanted to avenge himself, then killing Su Jianci alone would be enough. However, when An Zheng stood at the door, even though it was still far away from the Su family's courtyard in Qingshui Lake, he still seemed to hear the crying of the seven hundred people.
Su Jianci's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He suddenly remembered that Su Su's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction.
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
How can killing someone be called revenge
In fact, An Zheng came back soon after he left. Although Su Xianci was strong in cultivation, he didn't expect An Zheng to be so bold. After An Zheng walked around the street, he noticed that there was no one following him closely. Then he found an inn and stayed in it, then came out from the back window.
Perhaps, I will never dare to get close to evildoers again in this life.
How can killing someone be called revenge
An Zheng walked slowly behind Su Su and looked at the dagger hanging as an accessory on Su Su's waist. He leaned over and pulled out the dagger and looked at it: "The sword has the character Zhao engraved on it. You must have snatched this sword from the Zhao family."
The servant standing behind him quickly turned around, but before he could reach the back door, dozens of holy fish scales flew out from An Zheng's body and quickly grew in size, like dozens of huge iron gates, completely The hall is completely sealed, let alone one person, not even a mosquito can fly out. The scales of the holy fish crashed down one by one, the sound of "dang-dang-dang" was endless, and even the roof was sealed.
An Zheng also cut off their heads and piled them into a pyramid-like hill in the yard.
Let Su Jiici also taste the feeling of losing a loved one, and see his family leave one by one.
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
"Lord Governor?"
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
An Zheng slowly put down the Yaksha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.
Su Jianci's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He suddenly remembered that Su Su's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
An Zheng killed a lot of evil people at that time, and he didn't arrest them if he could. However, the prerequisite is that he must have evidence to do so. Killing or not arresting is the biggest outrageous thing that An Zheng can do within the scope of the law.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
He's just an Avenger.
An Zheng slowly put down the Yaksha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
The situation was no different from that in the big house snatched from the Zhao family over there, with dead bodies everywhere. Almost all the men in their prime died, not a single one was left. Because they were all executioners, they had all cut off the heads of the Zhao family with their own hands.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
Su Su's drunken eyes were blurry. He was slightly stunned when he saw a man in black walking in. When he saw clearly that it was An Zheng, he didn't know why a chill ran down his back.
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
"ah!"
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
"Lord Governor?"
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
And Su Huan didn't know why she was kneeling on the ground, seemingly unable to move. She was kneeling there, her body shaking violently. Then the dancers saw clearly that Su Su's legs were broken, and the bones were sticking out of the flesh.
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
In fact, An Zheng came back soon after he left. Although Su Xianci was strong in cultivation, he didn't expect An Zheng to be so bold. After An Zheng walked around the street, he noticed that there was no one following him closely. Then he found an inn and stayed in it, then came out from the back window.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
Su Su was stunned for a while before remembering, smiled awkwardly, and then stepped forward to meet him. He made a gesture with his hand behind his back, meaning to notify his father quickly.
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
Su Jianci finally regained his composure, and then called on the four summoned beasts to rush back to his home. This time I didn't dare to pretend that it was inconvenient to move. The speed was so fast that my eyes couldn't keep up.
An Zheng walked through the door and went directly into the living room. All the thugs who blocked him fell down, and their heads flew up and piled up in the yard. After he entered the hall, he placed the two heads in his hands on the table.
An Zheng began to slowly cut back and forth on his throat: "If you die faster, you are disrespectful to those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads with your own hands, but you must not know that cutting off the heads is What a feeling."
The servant standing behind him quickly turned around, but before he could reach the back door, dozens of holy fish scales flew out from An Zheng's body and quickly grew in size, like dozens of huge iron gates, completely The hall is completely sealed, let alone one person, not even a mosquito can fly out. The scales of the holy fish crashed down one by one, the sound of "dang-dang-dang" was endless, and even the roof was sealed.
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
When Su Jianci received the news, he was already at the edge of Qingshui Lake. He asked the summoned beasts from the other world to block the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping, and then he began to move towards the inn. Before he could take action, the steward of the family rushed over with a pale face and told Su Huan that his head had been cut off by the governor.
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
He's just an Avenger.
He's just an Avenger.
When the light came on again, people noticed a bright bead floating in the air, and the light illuminated the entire hall. The singers and dancers looked around in panic for the handsome young man who had just come in, but there was no one in the direction of the door.
While An Zheng was speaking, the dagger cut into Su Su's neck, and blood began to spurt out like an arrow. As the cut became wider and wider, Su Su's throat made a clicking sound, and the blood vessels burst. Blood began to flow out like a waterfall, and soon the clothes in front of him were stained red.
The servant standing behind him quickly turned around, but before he could reach the back door, dozens of holy fish scales flew out from An Zheng's body and quickly grew in size, like dozens of huge iron gates, completely The hall is completely sealed, let alone one person, not even a mosquito can fly out. The scales of the holy fish crashed down one by one, the sound of "dang-dang-dang" was endless, and even the roof was sealed.
When they saw An Zheng, their faces changed with fear.
Let Su Jiici also taste the feeling of losing a loved one, and see his family leave one by one.
By the Qingshui Lake, the Su family's villa.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
When they saw An Zheng, their faces changed with fear.
An Zheng's voice was not loud, but to Su Su it sounded like the howling of a ghost. His body was shaking violently, but he couldn't struggle out. It was as if his whole body was pierced by an invisible iron chain, locking all his bones and muscles and nailing him to the ground.
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
Written on the ground in the blood of his Son are the words… You know where I am.
He's just an Avenger.
When Su Jianci received the news, he was already at the edge of Qingshui Lake. He asked the summoned beasts from the other world to block the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping, and then he began to move towards the inn. Before he could take action, the steward of the family rushed over with a pale face and told Su Huan that his head had been cut off by the governor.
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
When they saw An Zheng, their faces changed with fear.
And Su Huan didn't know why she was kneeling on the ground, seemingly unable to move. She was kneeling there, her body shaking violently. Then the dancers saw clearly that Su Su's legs were broken, and the bones were sticking out of the flesh.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
How can killing someone be called revenge
"ah!"
An Zheng walked slowly behind Su Su and looked at the dagger hanging as an accessory on Su Su's waist. He leaned over and pulled out the dagger and looked at it: "The sword has the character Zhao engraved on it. You must have snatched this sword from the Zhao family."
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
How can killing someone be called revenge
Su Jianci felt a sharp pain in his heart, and lost strength almost instantly. He staggered a few times and almost fell over. If it weren't for the steward's support, he would have fallen to the ground. The pain of losing a son in old age was too much for him. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone invisible had thrust his hand into his heart at that moment, holding his hand. The heart was pinched again and again, so hard.
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
An Zheng slowly put down the Yaksha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
While An Zheng was speaking, the dagger cut into Su Su's neck, and blood began to spurt out like an arrow. As the cut became wider and wider, Su Su's throat made a clicking sound, and the blood vessels burst. Blood began to flow out like a waterfall, and soon the clothes in front of him were stained red.
When they saw An Zheng, their faces changed with fear.
An Zheng killed a lot of evil people at that time, and he didn't arrest them if he could. However, the prerequisite is that he must have evidence to do so. Killing or not arresting is the biggest outrageous thing that An Zheng can do within the scope of the law.
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
"Whenever it's late at night and you're sleeping in that courtyard, can you hear cries?"
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
Perhaps, I will never dare to get close to evildoers again in this life.
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
He's just an Avenger.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
An Zheng's voice was not loud, but to Su Su it sounded like the howling of a ghost. His body was shaking violently, but he couldn't struggle out. It was as if his whole body was pierced by an invisible iron chain, locking all his bones and muscles and nailing him to the ground.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
"ah!"
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
Written on the ground in the blood of his Son are the words… You know where I am.
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
An Zheng began to slowly cut back and forth on his throat: "If you die faster, you are disrespectful to those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads with your own hands, but you must not know that cutting off the heads is What a feeling."
"You saw it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of your eyes."
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
An Zheng stood at the door of the living room of the Su family courtyard holding Chen Shaobai's Yaksha umbrella, watching the second son of the Su family, Su Huan, known as the Second Master Su, entangled with a group of dancers.
Let Su Jiici also taste the feeling of losing a loved one, and see his family leave one by one.
He took a handful of incense, lit it, and stuck it on the heads of the two heads. The smoke from the incense was misty, and seemed to fly to a place where he couldn't see it.
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
An Zheng began to slowly cut back and forth on his throat: "If you die faster, you are disrespectful to those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads with your own hands, but you must not know that cutting off the heads is What a feeling."
While An Zheng was speaking, the dagger cut into Su Su's neck, and blood began to spurt out like an arrow. As the cut became wider and wider, Su Su's throat made a clicking sound, and the blood vessels burst. Blood began to flow out like a waterfall, and soon the clothes in front of him were stained red.
He's just an Avenger.
Su Su was stunned for a while before remembering, smiled awkwardly, and then stepped forward to meet him. He made a gesture with his hand behind his back, meaning to notify his father quickly.
An Zheng also cut off their heads and piled them into a pyramid-like hill in the yard.
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
An Zheng also cut off their heads and piled them into a pyramid-like hill in the yard.
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
Su Su's drunken eyes were blurry. He was slightly stunned when he saw a man in black walking in. When he saw clearly that it was An Zheng, he didn't know why a chill ran down his back.
By the Qingshui Lake, the Su family's villa.
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
When Su Jianci received the news, he was already at the edge of Qingshui Lake. He asked the summoned beasts from the other world to block the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping, and then he began to move towards the inn. Before he could take action, the steward of the family rushed over with a pale face and told Su Huan that his head had been cut off by the governor.
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
And Su Huan didn't know why she was kneeling on the ground, seemingly unable to move. She was kneeling there, her body shaking violently. Then the dancers saw clearly that Su Su's legs were broken, and the bones were sticking out of the flesh.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"Whenever it's late at night and you're sleeping in that courtyard, can you hear cries?"
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
An Zheng began to slowly cut back and forth on his throat: "If you die faster, you are disrespectful to those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads with your own hands, but you must not know that cutting off the heads is What a feeling."
When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. There was only the headless body of his son Su Su, kneeling there and falling forward. The headless neck was stuck on the ground, and the blood had dried up.
He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Jianci without taking any precautions. The first reason was to make Su Jianci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it was to make Su Xiici think that he was a person who was not so scheming, and to make Su Xiici become careless.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
Perhaps, I will never dare to get close to evildoers again in this life.
An Zheng walked slowly behind Su Su and looked at the dagger hanging as an accessory on Su Su's waist. He leaned over and pulled out the dagger and looked at it: "The sword has the character Zhao engraved on it. You must have snatched this sword from the Zhao family."
Perhaps, I will never dare to get close to evildoers again in this life.
When Su Jianci received the news, he was already at the edge of Qingshui Lake. He asked the summoned beasts from the other world to block the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping, and then he began to move towards the inn. Before he could take action, the steward of the family rushed over with a pale face and told Su Huan that his head had been cut off by the governor.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
The situation was no different from that in the big house snatched from the Zhao family over there, with dead bodies everywhere. Almost all the men in their prime died, not a single one was left. Because they were all executioners, they had all cut off the heads of the Zhao family with their own hands.
"Lord Governor?"
The men around Su Su were already dead, amidst the screams of the dancing girls when they died, so even their deaths seemed silent. They died too quickly to be worth mentioning.
"You saw it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of your eyes."
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
Su Jianci felt a sharp pain in his heart, and lost strength almost instantly. He staggered a few times and almost fell over. If it weren't for the steward's support, he would have fallen to the ground. The pain of losing a son in old age was too much for him. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone invisible had thrust his hand into his heart at that moment, holding his hand. The heart was pinched again and again, so hard.
"You saw it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of your eyes."
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
While An Zheng was speaking, the dagger cut into Su Su's neck, and blood began to spurt out like an arrow. As the cut became wider and wider, Su Su's throat made a clicking sound, and the blood vessels burst. Blood began to flow out like a waterfall, and soon the clothes in front of him were stained red.
An Zheng walked through the door and went directly into the living room. All the thugs who blocked him fell down, and their heads flew up and piled up in the yard. After he entered the hall, he placed the two heads in his hands on the table.
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
Su Jianci finally regained his composure, and then called on the four summoned beasts to rush back to his home. This time I didn't dare to pretend that it was inconvenient to move. The speed was so fast that my eyes couldn't keep up.
Although An Zheng's third eye could not fully understand Su Jiici's strength, An Zheng knew that with his many magical weapons and super forbidden techniques like the Divine Thunder Tianzheng, he might not have a chance to kill Su Jiici in a desperate fight. However, revenge is not just as simple as killing one person.
An Zheng slowly put down the Yaksha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
An Zheng was not surprised by Su's deletion of words. It was even part of his speculation. He entered the Su family's mansion according to circumstances, and then gradually gained a little bit of Su Jianci's trust, and even let Su Jianci see a little bit of his weaknesses. This was all intentional.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
An Zheng, holding the Yaksha umbrella, just returned to the Su family's mansion. He sat on the rockery and watched from a distance. His third eye was floating outside the window of the room where Su Jianci was talking to his two sons. , he heard clearly all the conversations between Su Jianci and his two sons.
He took a handful of incense, lit it, and stuck it on the heads of the two heads. The smoke from the incense was misty, and seemed to fly to a place where he couldn't see it.
That way, it's like apologizing.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
An Zheng slowly put down the Yaksha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.
He's just an Avenger.
"Whenever it's late at night and you're sleeping in that courtyard, can you hear cries?"
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
Although An Zheng's third eye could not fully understand Su Jiici's strength, An Zheng knew that with his many magical weapons and super forbidden techniques like the Divine Thunder Tianzheng, he might not have a chance to kill Su Jiici in a desperate fight. However, revenge is not just as simple as killing one person.
Then he suddenly realized something and immediately turned around and rushed towards the old house. When he arrived outside the old house, the smell of blood penetrated his nose again, and then rushed into his mind.
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
An Zheng was not surprised by Su's deletion of words. It was even part of his speculation. He entered the Su family's mansion according to circumstances, and then gradually gained a little bit of Su Jianci's trust, and even let Su Jianci see a little bit of his weaknesses. This was all intentional.
"Whenever it's late at night and you're sleeping in that courtyard, can you hear cries?"
An Zheng walked through the door and went directly into the living room. All the thugs who blocked him fell down, and their heads flew up and piled up in the yard. After he entered the hall, he placed the two heads in his hands on the table.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
When Su Jianci received the news, he was already at the edge of Qingshui Lake. He asked the summoned beasts from the other world to block the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping, and then he began to move towards the inn. Before he could take action, the steward of the family rushed over with a pale face and told Su Huan that his head had been cut off by the governor.
When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. There was only the headless body of his son Su Su, kneeling there and falling forward. The headless neck was stuck on the ground, and the blood had dried up.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
"ah!"
He's just an Avenger.
An Zheng stood at the door of the living room of the Su family courtyard holding Chen Shaobai's Yaksha umbrella, watching the second son of the Su family, Su Huan, known as the Second Master Su, entangled with a group of dancers.
In fact, An Zheng came back soon after he left. Although Su Xianci was strong in cultivation, he didn't expect An Zheng to be so bold. After An Zheng walked around the street, he noticed that there was no one following him closely. Then he found an inn and stayed in it, then came out from the back window.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
An Zheng was still cutting slowly, going back and forth at least a hundred times before cutting off Su Huan's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a plop, its neck cavity stuck to the ground, and a large area of blood flowed out along the floor.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
Then he suddenly realized something and immediately turned around and rushed towards the old house. When he arrived outside the old house, the smell of blood penetrated his nose again, and then rushed into his mind.
Su Jianci couldn't walk. He was floating forward, but it seemed as if he was stepping on his own blood with every step he took, and his heart was twitching.
He took a handful of incense, lit it, and stuck it on the heads of the two heads. The smoke from the incense was misty, and seemed to fly to a place where he couldn't see it.
The situation was no different from that in the big house snatched from the Zhao family over there, with dead bodies everywhere. Almost all the men in their prime died, not a single one was left. Because they were all executioners, they had all cut off the heads of the Zhao family with their own hands.
"Whenever it's late at night and you're sleeping in that courtyard, can you hear cries?"
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
The situation was no different from that in the big house snatched from the Zhao family over there, with dead bodies everywhere. Almost all the men in their prime died, not a single one was left. Because they were all executioners, they had all cut off the heads of the Zhao family with their own hands.
An Zheng also cut off their heads and piled them into a pyramid-like hill in the yard.
"You saw it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of your eyes."
"ah!"
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
An Zheng walked through the door and went directly into the living room. All the thugs who blocked him fell down, and their heads flew up and piled up in the yard. After he entered the hall, he placed the two heads in his hands on the table.
An Zheng began to slowly cut back and forth on his throat: "If you die faster, you are disrespectful to those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads with your own hands, but you must not know that cutting off the heads is What a feeling."
Su Jianci finally regained his composure, and then called on the four summoned beasts to rush back to his home. This time I didn't dare to pretend that it was inconvenient to move. The speed was so fast that my eyes couldn't keep up.
Su Su's drunken eyes were blurry. He was slightly stunned when he saw a man in black walking in. When he saw clearly that it was An Zheng, he didn't know why a chill ran down his back.
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
He rushed to the new house. The courtyard was already empty. In the short period of time when the housekeeper reported the news, Su Huan's men in the big courtyard said that some servants and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The smell of blood could be heard from It drifted far, far away from the yard. Blood is flowing in the big yard, and there is a sticky feeling on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. There was only the headless body of his son Su Su, kneeling there and falling forward. The headless neck was stuck on the ground, and the blood had dried up.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
An Zheng's voice was not loud, but to Su Su it sounded like the howling of a ghost. His body was shaking violently, but he couldn't struggle out. It was as if his whole body was pierced by an invisible iron chain, locking all his bones and muscles and nailing him to the ground.
The servant standing behind him quickly turned around, but before he could reach the back door, dozens of holy fish scales flew out from An Zheng's body and quickly grew in size, like dozens of huge iron gates, completely The hall is completely sealed, let alone one person, not even a mosquito can fly out. The scales of the holy fish crashed down one by one, the sound of "dang-dang-dang" was endless, and even the roof was sealed.
That way, it's like apologizing.
Let Su Jiici also taste the feeling of losing a loved one, and see his family leave one by one.
He took a handful of incense, lit it, and stuck it on the heads of the two heads. The smoke from the incense was misty, and seemed to fly to a place where he couldn't see it.
An Zheng is not here, and neither is Rentou.
How can killing someone be called revenge
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
Although An Zheng's third eye could not fully understand Su Jiici's strength, An Zheng knew that with his many magical weapons and super forbidden techniques like the Divine Thunder Tianzheng, he might not have a chance to kill Su Jiici in a desperate fight. However, revenge is not just as simple as killing one person.
Written on the ground in the blood of his Son are the words… You know where I am.
But things are different now. An Zheng is no longer a law enforcer.
Su Su's drunken eyes were blurry. He was slightly stunned when he saw a man in black walking in. When he saw clearly that it was An Zheng, he didn't know why a chill ran down his back.
Late at night, Su Xiici was carried down the back mountain path by two servants. An Zheng also saw it clearly.
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
Su Jianci felt a sharp pain in his heart, and lost strength almost instantly. He staggered a few times and almost fell over. If it weren't for the steward's support, he would have fallen to the ground. The pain of losing a son in old age was too much for him. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone invisible had thrust his hand into his heart at that moment, holding his hand. The heart was pinched again and again, so hard.
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
Su Jianci's face turned pale and he could hardly stand. He suddenly remembered that Su Su's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling there, facing the same direction.
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
When they saw An Zheng, their faces changed with fear.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
When they saw An Zheng, their faces changed with fear.
An Zheng stood at the door of the living room of the Su family courtyard holding Chen Shaobai's Yaksha umbrella, watching the second son of the Su family, Su Huan, known as the Second Master Su, entangled with a group of dancers.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
It can be said that An Zheng's approach was very successful because he understood the psychology of these evil people very well. An Zheng had been dealing with evil people like Su Jianci in his previous life, but at that time he had many constraints.
In his previous life, An Zheng followed rules and enforced the law, because he was the head of the Ming Law Department and a law enforcer, and he was the law enforcer who led the law enforcers in the country of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.
He's just an Avenger.
An Zheng also cut off their heads and piled them into a pyramid-like hill in the yard.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
By the Qingshui Lake, the Su family's villa.
If... if An Zheng didn't know about other evil things that the Su family had done, and just wanted to avenge himself, then killing Su Jianci alone would be enough. However, when An Zheng stood at the door, even though it was still far away from the Su family's courtyard in Qingshui Lake, he still seemed to hear the crying of the seven hundred people.
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Su Jiici turned around sharply: "Follow me and kill that bastard!"
And Su Huan didn't know why she was kneeling on the ground, seemingly unable to move. She was kneeling there, her body shaking violently. Then the dancers saw clearly that Su Su's legs were broken, and the bones were sticking out of the flesh.
When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. There was only the headless body of his son Su Su, kneeling there and falling forward. The headless neck was stuck on the ground, and the blood had dried up.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
When Su Jianci received the news, he was already at the edge of Qingshui Lake. He asked the summoned beasts from the other world to block the surrounding area to prevent anyone from escaping, and then he began to move towards the inn. Before he could take action, the steward of the family rushed over with a pale face and told Su Huan that his head had been cut off by the governor.
An Zheng walked through the door and went directly into the living room. All the thugs who blocked him fell down, and their heads flew up and piled up in the yard. After he entered the hall, he placed the two heads in his hands on the table.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
An Zheng placed the head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the Holy Fish Scale: "Go and tell Su Jianci that his murderer is here, right next to his son's head. Wait for him to come back."
In the hall, the body of Su Zhong, the eldest son of Su Jianci, was in the same posture as Su Su's. He fell forward on his knees, his headless neck hitting the ground, and blood flowed all over the floor.
The situation was no different from that in the big house snatched from the Zhao family over there, with dead bodies everywhere. Almost all the men in their prime died, not a single one was left. Because they were all executioners, they had all cut off the heads of the Zhao family with their own hands.
Amidst the sound of music, most of the women's clothes had been taken off. The drunk Su Huan shuttled among them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rule of not drinking that his father told him.
He took a handful of incense, lit it, and stuck it on the heads of the two heads. The smoke from the incense was misty, and seemed to fly to a place where he couldn't see it.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
At that moment, Su Jiici suddenly didn't even dare to go near the hall. He was afraid of seeing his son's head missing. But, he must go, he must avenge this!
That way, it's like apologizing.
In fact, An Zheng came back soon after he left. Although Su Xianci was strong in cultivation, he didn't expect An Zheng to be so bold. After An Zheng walked around the street, he noticed that there was no one following him closely. Then he found an inn and stayed in it, then came out from the back window.
An Zheng, holding the Yaksha umbrella, just returned to the Su family's mansion. He sat on the rockery and watched from a distance. His third eye was floating outside the window of the room where Su Jianci was talking to his two sons. , he heard clearly all the conversations between Su Jianci and his two sons.
"Whenever it's late at night and you're sleeping in that courtyard, can you hear cries?"
"You saw it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of your eyes."
Su Jianci screamed and wanted to pounce, but stopped, her body trembling violently.
The room suddenly became dark, going from light to darkness in just an instant.
Su Su's strength is not very strong. Such a person who is addicted to wine and sex cannot be very strong. Otherwise, it will be unfair. If those who are far more talented than him and work harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing
An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, with a calm expression.
He stood behind Su Su, stretched out one arm to hug Su Su's head, and held the dagger in his right hand and placed it in front of Su Su's neck.
He shook his head, but An Zheng put an arm around his head and he couldn't move.
The dancers screamed and rushed out, rolling and crawling. Some were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not run, so they had to crawl out. When An Zheng killed someone just now, his method was too cruel. The scene of slowly cutting off the head bit by bit would probably leave a psychological shadow on these people for the rest of their lives. They tremble every time they think about it.