"With me here, do you think you can kill this person?" Zhang Dashao saw through the intention of the leader's killer at a glance, and he curled his lips to both sides, showing a disdainful smile, "Tell you that he will die, but it is me who killed him, not you."

The headed killer changed his face, shouted softly, his arms shook violently, and he tugged at Zhang Dashao's throat with one hand, punched Zhang Dashao's heart, and immediately called Zhang Dashao with an extremely powerful killer move.

At the same time, another killer also turned into a phantom and rushed towards Huang Feihong. He wanted to take this opportunity to kill Huang Feihong in one fell swoop.

Shaking his head, Young Master Zhang waved his hand and fucked at the figure in front of him. The figure that was coming quickly was fixed in the air!

There was a white palm on his neck, clamping the guy's neck like a big iron pliers, and lifting him directly in the air!

That is Mr. Zhang’s right hand!

This guy's feet were off the ground, and all his killer moves instantly shattered like bubbles. In front of Mr. Zhang's simple hand, he was as fragile as a sheep.

It seemed that Young Master Zhang’s hand was the God who dominated his destiny! He only felt that his life was pinched by the young man opposite, and his body and mind were under great pressure. He just subconsciously used his hands to pierce Young Master Zhang’s palm, but all this was futile.

It was a while since he said that, and it was only a matter of a moment. At that moment, he stepped under his feet, as if an irrational wind was drifting towards another killer like a ghost, and appeared beside the man in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the bad wind around him, the killer subconsciously turned his head and glanced, gasped on the spot, and almost fell to the ground with a tremor. How could it be so fast?

This thought had just flashed through, and there was no time to have any other thoughts. Mr. Zhang kicked him directly, hitting the killer's chest.

Click!

A crisp sound came, and the killer was kicked away by Mr. Zhang and fell to the ground with a snap. He was like a dead dog, and he didn't move at all. Only the blood in his mouth was gushing out.

Everyone at the scene was a big murderer. Just a glance, his heart beat violently. The awesome killer died just like that and was kicked to death by this young man!

The scene became extremely quiet, and even everyone's breathing could be heard clearly. Not to mention the killer led by Mr. Zhang, even Huang Feihong's eyes were wide open and he couldn't say a word.

This is too powerful.

"Um, um." A vague voice sounded, and the killer in the lead showed a look of horror in his eyes. He was already scared at this moment. He had seen many powerful guys, but this was the first time he had encountered such perverts as Mr. Zhang, who could only be described as perverts.

He had already understood the fact that in front of this man, he was a lamb to be slaughtered! All his courage and backbone turned into slags in an instant, and all that was left was fear.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak, so he could only make that murmur sound.

Turning his head and looking at the killer in the lead, Young Master Zhang didn't say anything. He exerted a little force on his hand. After another click, the killer's neck drooped weakly and turned into a corpse.

Young Master Zhang didn't even look at it, and threw it on the ground, slowly walking towards Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong's face was a little dazed. After a long time, he smiled bitterly. Zhang Tian was completely an invincible existence. He actually wanted to control him before, which was ridiculous.

"You won't let me go, right?" Perhaps you have seen through it all, Huang Feihong actually had a calmness of smiling at life and death, as if he was an old friend chatting, looking at Master Zhang.

In fact, Huang Feihong forced the power of the Gu King in his body, and his body was greatly backfired. Even if Young Master Zhang let him go, he would probably become a useless person, weak and sickly, and would also die of illness in a few years.

That ending is unacceptable to Huang Feihong, and it is better to die now.

Young Master Zhang didn't say anything, just nodded.

"It's good." Huang Feihong sighed softly, "It's better to die at your hands than to die at those people. I know that you keep my life for the time being. There are many things you want to get from me. Anyway, I won't live long. If you have anything, just ask. As long as I know, I will tell you everything."

At the end, Huang Feihong gradually felt hatred, and his voice became colder and colder. He knew what Mr. Zhang wanted to ask, but when he thought of that word, he couldn't help but feel hatred.

"Tell me everything you know about the God of Death." Mr. Zhang asked with a serious look on his face.

"Haha, God of Death, you really know this organization. So you have known my identity long ago." Huang Feihong shook his head with self-deprecating moments. Now, he has appointed him and said without reservation, "But I am destined to disappoint you, because God of Death, I don't know."

Then Huang Feihong briefly talked about the situation in the God of Death. He himself was the lowest-level killer in the God of Death. A Gu King was planted in his body. That Gu King was more important than the heart in his body and related to his life.

Through that Gu King, he can obtain power that he could not imagine at all, that is, to use other Gu to absorb other people's essence and blood to nourish the Gu King in his body. His own strength will grow as the Gu King grows.

This is the purpose of planting the golden silkworm Gu in Zhang Dashao's body.

This Gu King brought power to Huang Feihong, but it was also a curse that he could not get rid of, because this Gu King was controlled by someone! In other words, his own life is in the hands of others.

This is Huang Feihong's fate, so he hates Death! But this is useless. He has been used as a killer for Death for six years. Now, he knows nothing about Death! He doesn't even know how many killers are like himself in Death!

In his life, he has always been alone and has instructions that he will send at all times.

If he hadn't had the idea of ​​getting rid of the god of death one day, he would have committed suicide long ago. He would have had enough of this kind of puppet life.

After hearing this, Master Zhang also looked awkward. The god of death was so secretive that it seemed that it was not very useful to learn this news.
Chapter completed!