C95 Flying Strike

Lei Feng'er looked like she was crying. No one would have thought that she was going to kill her lover with her own hands.

At this moment, Sun Shanglou was captured by the poison. Or was he immersed in Lei Feng'er's tender and sweet feelings towards death? He seemed to have no idea about everything. The only thing he knew was... To die in the hands of his lover was the best ending of his life. It was the greatest gift from the heavens.

He smiled and closed his eyes, waiting for the call of death with joy. Then, in another world, he quietly waited for this woman to accompany him.

In that place, there would be no more killing, no more conspiracies, no more suffering. The only thing there is, love.

Zhang Jingxuan could not help but sigh when he saw that his side had suffered a crushing defeat and was no longer capable of reversing the situation. He didn't expect that the outcome would come so soon. Was he a ghost from the heavens?

He still had a lot of ambitions to realize and implement, but why had he come to the end just like that? Alright, at most, he would start from the beginning!

The "Heaven Conniving Sword" slowly stabbed into Sun Shanglou's chest. Blood trickled down slowly, sliding down the tip of the sword, sliding down his clothes, sliding down his shoes, and falling into the dust.

It only taught people that the blood of good people and bad people was not much different.

It was the same red color, and it was the same horror.

Lei Benlei smiled complacently. He stretched out a finger and pointed at Zhang Jingxuan's throat. His speed was not fast.

It had been a long time since he had personally killed someone.

On such a night, he was not afraid to kill this young man who had repeatedly contradicted him.

He wanted to enjoy the feeling of this fresh life wailing and withering in his hands.

That feeling was perhaps similar to the life force of the other party pouring into his body, which was getting older by the day.

Zhang Jingxuan closed his eyes and thought in his heart, What is going on! He did not know if he could still play by shouting "surrender" at this time, but ninety-nine percent of it was impossible!

Lei Benlei saw that his finger was already on Zhang Jingxuan's throat. He just needed to use a little bit of force. Bang! Lei Benlei was about to enjoy the feeling of blood flowing on his fingertip. He even had the impulse to suck the hot blood.

Suddenly, with a puff sound, a black shadow flew towards Lei Benlei's eyes like a shooting star chasing the moon.

If it wasn't for the warning in advance, Lei Benlei even felt that he wouldn't have been able to dodge the flying concealed weapon. Even with the warning, it wouldn't be easy to dodge it.

Fortunately, Lei Benlei wasn't fighting alone.

Lei Zhenlei had been watching from the sidelines for half a day. Since the younger generation had gone on stage, he naturally didn't need to fight.

Furthermore, after Sun Shanglou's fighting spirit was shattered, the Lei family had gained full control of the situation, but he didn't let his guard down for even a second.

Because of the massacre of his family members, Lei Zhenlei had been constantly reminding himself not to be careless! He couldn't have good intentions! He could not be merciful!

The hidden weapon was coming from the direction of the door. Lei Zhenlei knew that there was another variable. This hidden weapon did not seem to be big, but the force contained within it could not be underestimated.

Lei Zhenlei's knife seemed to be waving casually, cutting the hidden weapon in half.

The two halves of the hidden weapon did not slow down and continued to shoot to both sides. Half of the weapon hit the wall with a bang, and the other half hit the butt of the complacent Tung Yuanyuan.

Tung Yuanyuan screamed, "Why am I the one who got hurt?"

He reached out and touched the blood on his hand. It looked like there was a color on his hand.

The remaining people who were still acting fierce were like frightened birds. When they heard something, they all stopped. Each of them held a weapon in their hands and faced the large door, waiting in formation.

The main door was still tightly shut. Logically speaking, Wang Zhiquan had already arranged for his trusted aides to guard the door. This hidden weapon was shot through the door and continued to attack Lei Benlei. It was unknown how the person who fired the concealed weapon could accurately aim through the door.

Tung Yuanyuan endured the pain and dug the bloody hidden weapon out from his butt. Fortunately, Lei Zhenlei's one slash had weakened the sharpness of the hidden weapon, so it did not penetrate deep into his flesh.

Tung Yuanyuan picked up the hidden weapon and looked at it carefully. He found that the hidden weapon was made of wood and was in a semicircle shape. He could not figure out what kind of hidden weapon would be like this.

After thinking for a while, he moved closer to his nose and smelled a faint sandalwood scent. He could not help but shout, "I know what it is, I know what it is."

Lei Benlei saw that he had taken out the hidden weapon from his butt, and it was dripping with blood. He looked left and right in his hands, then leaned closer to smell it. He could not help but feel his stomach churn.

Lei Benlei scolded, "What are you screaming for? Know what? Keep that thing away from me, if you have something to say, say it! "

Tung Yuanyuan originally wanted to show Lei Benlei the bloody thing in his hand as a reward, but in the end, it seemed like he was kissing Lei Benlei's ass.

But he was reluctant to throw away the thing in his hand, so he put on a smiling face and bowed, saying, "Boss Lei, this is a hidden weapon. I think it's a prayer bead."

"It is indeed a prayer bead. Father, you see." When there was no need to kill, Lei Hantian had performed quite well. He had unknowingly picked up the other half of the object that had fallen to the ground with a handkerchief and handed it to Lei Benlei.

Lei Benlei and Lei Zhenlei took a closer look and found that it was indeed a wooden prayer bead the size of an apricot. It looked like it had been around for some time. It was dark and shiny and had just been cut in half by Lei Zhenlei.

Breaking through the door and attacking Lei Benlei's prayer bead could still pose such a threat. It could be seen that the person who shot the prayer bead was definitely not an easy person. The two men from the Lei family were secretly on guard. However, there were some people who wanted to say something to them, but they couldn't.

In the Lei family's camp, only Wang Zhiquan knew how terrifying this hidden weapon was. He had been stabbed in the acupoint, and Sun Shanglou hated him for betraying him. He did not show any mercy, but he wanted to let Lee Yuming kill him. That was why he did not take his life.

However, his acupuncture points were restricted. He could only look and listen while standing there. He could not move or speak. This was a very unpleasant feeling.

After the seemingly ordinary prayer bead pierced through the main door of the meeting hall, it didn't slow down at all and attacked Lei Benlei again. Wang Zhiquan was greatly shocked.

Back when he was repairing the meeting hall, Wang Zhiquan had not changed his mind due to the seduction of women and power money. At that time, he was still a promising young man who loved the profession of a bandit.

When he was building the door of the meeting hall, under his supervision, the materials were very particular. The outermost layer was wrapped with a layer of iron, and then inside was three layers of water cowhide and three layers of yellow cowhide. Using the pear wood that was as thick as a finger to suppress it, it could be said to be layered with wood, skin, and metal. It could not be said to be indestructible, but it could also be said to be the real material.

He did not expect that today, he would be easily pierced through by a round bead, and still have the strength to injure others. Wang Zhiquan simply could not believe his own eyes.