How could Feng Ye get out of the wolf's mouth? Fortunately, although the fireworks place is not as good as seeing the world with blood licking on the edge of a knife, Xiao Feng and Xiaolang have also seen a lot.

Feng Ye’s woman thought, she just thought it was played by a group of Enkes with special hobbies, but she suffered a small loss once. Where can people not suffer any loss in this world? It’s just that some people suffer a big loss, and some people suffer a small loss, but one has to gain wisdom after one’s mistake. If you suffer a loss every day, you won’t be able to do it.

Feng Ye’s woman is worthy of being a businessman. Seeing that she couldn’t escape, she laughed and said, “Slow down, don’t be so impatient. The little girl is the girl in the yard, the Chunfeng Tower in the North City. The little girl will admit this tonight. If you have fun tonight, don’t forget to come to Chunfeng Tower to take care of the little girl’s business. By the way, my name is Xiao Cui. Ah, this man, you are gentler.”

The gangster lying on Xiao Cui's body rushed violently like a bull, without saying a word, and his scarred face turned red, making people frightened, fearing that he would die of suffocation on Xiao Cui's belly.

In less than a cup of tea, Scarface groaned twice from his throat. Everyone could only hear the "hoho" sound. Scarface tied up his belt while holding his pants and stood up and stammeringly said, "Erzi, it's your turn."

The person named Erzi was a thin young man with no clothes on his upper body. It’s a pity that he was wearing ribs and was very tired. I was afraid that he would use some force and his small body would be broken here.

But he looked like a veteran and wanted to rub Xiao Cui's plumpness for a while, but the leader kicked him in the head: "Hurry up, there are more than a dozen brothers behind him. Don't mess with those who have nothing, hurry up and finish it."

The second son didn't care about the so-called mood, and hurriedly took out the things in his crotch and came in seven in seven out. He was also invincible. He fought for more than half an hour and killed Xiao Cui, a veteran in the martial arts world. The cat's claws scratched his heart and screamed throughout the dark alley. The second son was having fun, and the people next to him kept urging him to get faster. Where could the second son hear it?

Just when everyone was excited, a Buddha's name sounded in their ears. It is said that the Buddha's name should be bright and upright, and the mighty spirit will last forever, but this Buddha's name is like coming from the Nine Netherworlds, with a biting coldness and a tremendous coldness.

Erzi, who was moving, felt a chill on his back and his lower body sting. He hurriedly stood up. The thing that was originally as hard as an iron rod and hotter than a stove was so scared that it was half hard and not hard in the air. The mucus-filled skin reflected the moonlight, flashing silver light, and a trace of mucus dripped down the front and fell to the ground.

Several people formed a circle back to back, and each picked up wooden sticks and sticks on the side of the road and held them in their hands for self-defense.

The gangster called out: "Which friend from the Tao is pretending to be a ghost here? Please come out and see me."

After waiting for a while, no one spoke. Seeing that the gangsters seemed to be scared, the scholar was happy and bowed, saying, "Help, hero! This group of people raped and robbed, and did everything evil. Today, the young actor was caught here. I would like to ask the hero to save him. The young actor acts as a cow and a horse, and he will repay him with a straw."

The gangsters bullied the weak and were afraid of the strong, so they immediately kicked the scholar on the waist and abdomen and said, "Grandma, I will beat you to death first."

The scholar was weak and was in pain at this moment and he shrank to the corner of the wall and dared not speak anymore.

The shrewd gangster said, "Do you want to survive? I'll give you a chance. Get out of here now, leave this woman and go to the government to report to the official. You must be quick. After that, just wait to collect the corpse for this bitch."

The gangster leader asked in confusion: "Gouwazi, why did you let him go? You even asked him to report to the official? Then our affairs will be exposed?"

The smart gangster named Gouwazi replied: "Brother, the person who proclaims the Buddha's name may not be good, so it is difficult for us to escape unscathed. What's more, even if you are going to die today. I deliberately told him this to him, one to make him restrain himself and dare not kill anyone, and the other to arrive, we have some support, at most we will be detained and exiled, so that we will not lose our lives. Leaving the girl as a hostage to prevent the scholar from being timid and leaving as a mouse, seeing this, and leaving it forever."

The gangster leader nodded and said, "Otherwise, you are a dog. My mother, I have a good brain. After a while, I think of this, and I'm so arrogant. Haha." Everyone smiled, and the chill around seemed to have decreased a little.

The laughter passed again. I don’t know if the Buddha’s name has gone far away, and there has been no movement, but the chill that seems to be there is still nothing. The most terrifying thing is often not to face death, but to face the threat of death and wait for death.

The first gangster leader couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out and shouted: "Are you a captivating bull-headed and horse-faced from the underworld, a golden-body arhat in the Pure Land, a smiling Buddha? Are you tall or thin, short or fat, do you show up and see me? If you want to take the lives of your brothers, you have to let us die clearly and die happily, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of iron chains rubbing against the floor at the entrance of the alley came from. The low figure was accompanied by a child, which was Zhang Chunqiu and the little girl seen in the tavern. The gangster leader said, "It's you? Take a look, what do you want?"

Zhang Chunqiu said: "I have always been seeking a fate but cannot get it. Please ask all donors to answer it for me?"

The gangster leader said, "I'm just going to answer it. Today, you either die or I forget it. At worst, you can kill me." He said, "Brothers, he has only one person, let's go side by side." Then he raised his stick and rushed out.

A dozen gangsters rushed forward, and Zhang Chunqiu raised his hands flat and took a step back slightly. The gangster leader's wooden stick had already arrived in front of him. Zhang Chunqiu made a mistake with his hands, and the handcuffs and chains wrapped the wooden stick and led it in front of him. The gangster leader was unable to escape and rushed forward. Zhang Chunqiu closed his two fingers and pointed forward, just in the gangster leader's throat. His fingers broke through the flesh of the gangster's neck like to pierce tofu and pierced into the throat.

Zhang Chunqiu did not drag on the slightest, quickly pulled out his fingers and walked forward. The gangster leader fell down, covered his throat with both hands, struggled for a while, kicked his legs and swallowed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining gangsters turned around and left. Unfortunately, although Zhang Chunqiu's pace was slow, he was fast. In a blink of an eye, he came to everyone. He first caught Erzi, punched him into his abdomen, stirred him in it, and pulled his hand out, and his stomach flowed all over the floor. Several gangsters who had no murder in their hands changed their faces, and a nausea surged from their throats and started to retching.

Xiao Cui, who was lying on the side, had just woken up, and her stomach, which had flowed all over the floor, was spreading in front of her. The smell of feces and urine and the bloody smell of internal organs filled her brain cavity, and she vomited in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Chunqiu's arms naturally drooped, and the blood from his hands fell drop by drop, and the atmosphere of fear spread rapidly in this dark alley. Zhang Chunqiu said: "Sorry, I only know how to kill people, I can't fight, I don't have any weight, so please forgive me. I originally wanted to kill this woman, but you are too indiscriminate. Since you have started, you can't finish it without any head or tail."

"When I was young, I killed many people. I knew that my sins were serious, so I wanted to convert to my Buddha. However, the Buddha seemed to think that the bloody smell on my hands was a little heavier and refused to accept me. I walked alone for several years and it was not easy to take a little girl. I didn't care about it in my heart, but I just thought it was atonement. But whenever someone wanted to beat the little girl, I could not help but kill in my heart."

"Maybe this is the reason why you cannot get the Dharma of fate. What is the use of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha is all bullshit. Killing people means killing people. I have never heard of putting down the knife and being forgiven by the victim. It's better for you, you will die soon, and you will have no worries and no suffering. Living is hard and tired. The best thing is that I usually talk less and have nothing to say with living people, but I always think about talking to a few more words with dead people. Maybe I can make friends any time."

The shrewd gangster dog kid cried in tears and cried, "You dog, you're going to die by yourself, why do you want La Ge to take care of him? What do you want to kill that girl? What's the matter with us?"

Zhang Chunqiu shook his head and said, "Kill one is to kill, and kill another group is also to kill. When I was a child, the master taught me that I should kill people completely, otherwise it would be the root of disaster sooner or later. But the master didn't teach me, everything was too exhausted, and fate was over sooner or later. Oh, I remembered that he was killed by me."

At this moment, the gangsters realized that the person in front of them was not a normal person at all, a demon, a murder machine, a madman, and a mad monk. People are always good at breaking and then standing up. When there is no way out, they can often arouse blood in the hearts, or in other words, the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm is hidden in the body, and they will fight hard when there is no way out.

The gangsters had no way out and thought of rising up to resist. They were just in the face of absolute power, and the will burned by despair was tantamount to a moth to a fire.

Although moths are so courageous to fly into the fire, they are just useless work. Many ants bite to death? How many ants should be?

As a result, there was no suspense. The dark alley turned into a slaughterhouse. Various body fluids splashed all over the surrounding high walls. The blood of the deceased was permeated in the gaps between each brick, and the flesh and internal organs were everywhere. After the killing, Zhang Chunqiu looked at his masterpiece and sighed twice. I don’t know if he thought this scene was too bloody and cruel, or was he sighing that he had not had enough killing?

The little girl was still standing at the entrance of the alley, with a black cloth covering her eyes, but her eyes were out of sight, and her sense of smell was still there. When Zhang Chunqiu took her little hand, she said, "Uncle, it smells so smelly here, let's go quickly." Zhang Chunqiu smiled and said, "Okay, let's leave this dirty place that dissipates the foul smell."

The scholar did not go to report to the official position, but returned home and hugged in the quilt and shivered. Fortunately, he did not see the Shura field after leaving, and all he feared was the sticks of the gangsters.

In the end, the old man who beat the ground showed the broken corpses all over the ground, only Xiao Cui's body was quite complete. After the coroner test, he said that Xiao Cui had been raped during his lifetime. So there was a legend in Changsha City that evil ghosts liked raped women. A group of young people were killed when they saw injustice and drew their swords to help but died one after another.

But except for the yamen runners who collected corpses in the government, no one has seen what the real crime scene looks like. The so-called terrifying bloody crime is just an understatement in the mouth of word of mouth.

The gangsters would not have thought that one day they would become the wailing ghosts that the old anti-gun said!
Chapter completed!