Three hundred and seventieth chapters extremely humiliating death
Of course the person who came was Jun Xiaojun. He put his hand on Malka's neck and ended the life of the legendary Knight of the Round Table with a gentle squeeze.
In fact, his injury was not such that he could not move while lying on the bed. It was also because of this guy's bad luck. He had just been injected with sleep-aiding drugs by medical staff, and all his muscles and organs were hypnotized by the drugs. As a result, Jun Xiaojun happened to come in, and he even had basic sleep skills.
If he couldn't resist, he would be killed.
The special hypnotic drug that was supposed to help him recover quickly became his life-threatening talisman. Even Jun Xiaojun didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
He glanced at the Knight of the Round Table lying on the bed. Although he was dead, he died too peacefully. This is not conducive to attracting hatred!
Jun Xiaojun's heart moved, and he took out a small knife from his body, then scratched his hands and feet a few times, and then drew on his face. Finally, he stabbed him seven or eight times in the chest.
Blood was pouring out, and it looked miserable enough.
He nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the blood coming out, and his heart moved.
"There is no need to regret such good ink. Well, since I'm here, I naturally want to leave a pair of ink treasures, so that these so-called nobles can see the excellence of my Chinese culture."
Thinking of this, he tore off a piece of white cloth from the bed, rolled it into a ball, and stuck it with the dagger in his hand. Using this as a pen, he covered Malka's body with blood, and began to write dots on the wall.
He wrote a few jingle-like words so casually, and the arrogance and insult to the Knights of the Round Table were extremely high.
After doing this, Jun Xiaojun nodded with satisfaction. Looking at the words flying on the wall, a satisfied smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
"It seems that I am so talented. I can speak in perfect harmony without even realizing it. It will not be difficult to become a poet in the future!"
While intoxicated with himself, he flew out of the window, and then came to the next room. It was also decorated like a ward, and naturally lived another injured Knight of the Round Table, Gawain. His injury was more serious.
, I could only lie on the bed unable to move without taking any hypnotic drugs.
Jun Xiaojun came over and took a look at the man lying on the bed. This was the second-in-command of the Knights of the Round Table, Arthur's die-hard brother!
There's nothing special about this. Isn't it just one nose and two eyes? Jun Xiaojun thought disapprovingly. But he's pretty good, almost as good as me.
Looking at his resolute and angular face, even in his sleepy state, he still gives people a masculine and handsome feeling.
Jun Xiaojun couldn't help feeling jealous as he watched.
Damn, if you look carefully, you're even more manly than me. It's really annoying.
He took out the dagger and stabbed him first on the neck, then on each of the four, and finally wrote four big characters on that handsome face, 'I am a fool'. Then he stabbed him again.
Four or five stabs were inserted into the aorta of his chest. Only when blood gurgled out did Jun Xiaojun nod with satisfaction.
The writing ink is finally available!
He did the same as before, tore off a piece of white cloth and wrapped it around the dagger, then used the blood to write dots on the wall.
Gawain is Arthur's staunch brother, so he needs to die more miserably in order to fully stimulate Arthur. In addition, his calligraphy skills must also be powerful.
After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Jun Xiaojun came up with the words. He wrote forcefully in pure white with a splash of ink:
The killing was not clean last time, let's do it again this time
The Knights of the Round Table are all pigs, and it is fitting that they be slaughtered
It's a pity that the flesh on my body is too smelly, not as good as the one on a girl
When I kill you all, all the girls will do it together
After writing these jingles, he thought about it and added the words "fuck you al.l" at the end.
After finishing writing, Jun Xiaojun read it again with satisfaction and nodded with satisfaction.
There is an old saying that a great sage can save a million soldiers with just one sentence. Now I can achieve these effects with just a few words.
Wait until Arthur has finished reading. I am sure that he will be so angry that he loses his mind and desperately fights against the Ximen family. But they have to find out this before the Ximen family comes. If they wait until the battle is over to see it, then they can only
Wait until next time, when the hatred will not be as strong as it was then.
With this thought in his mind, he deliberately made some noise in the room, and then floated away from behind the window in a very cool manner.
After leaving the castle, Jun Xiaojun was very happy and rushed towards the place where the Little Medical Fairy and the others were. The operation went smoothly as expected, which made him very happy. It seemed that the luck was on his side!
As he was rushing back, a voice beside him suddenly said lightly:
"You shouldn't have killed them like this."
Jun Xiaojun was startled by such a sudden voice. He turned around and saw that it was indeed the killer. The guy who had asked him to call him Shasha before actually followed him here. Jun Xiaojun didn't notice it before. It can be seen that
This guy is awesome.
As expected of an elite member of the Dragon Group, his stealth skills alone are enough to scare people. He is an innate master, and he can come to him quietly without being discovered, so isn't it very easy to kill him?
But he didn't expect that this guy who specialized in sneak attacks and killing people would be so pedantic. He smiled faintly and asked:
"Do you think I should wait for them to recover from their injuries and then duel with them openly? Please, they are enemies. Do you know how many Chinese agents have died in the hands of these two people? You are still a member of the Dragon Group, so you died like this.
Brains!”
What he said is indeed correct. As the ultimate force in the United Kingdom, the Knights of the Round Table are often sent to help the Military Intelligence Department deal with foreign agents and special operations personnel. Jun Xiaojun personally saw a family of five Chinese people, including the old and the young, being arrested.
These Knights of the Round Table burned to death tragically, and they did not even spare children as young as two or three years old.
Facing these beasts, Jun Xiaojun didn't feel guilty at all about what he did today. He didn't have the kind of stupid hero complex that wanted to fight his opponents openly and openly. It would be better if all the enemies lay on the bed and waited for him to kill him.
As a member of the Dragon Group, the killer naturally knows these things, and countless elites from various countries have died in his hands over the years. Of course, he understands that he cannot be merciful in the face of his enemies, and annihilating them while they are weak is the most correct choice.
It was just that I saw that Jun Xiaojun's behavior was a little too much, so I couldn't help but speak out. Unexpectedly, he taught me something. I was kind enough to follow and protect him all the way, but this kid not only didn't appreciate it, but was so rude. He was also very depressed.
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"Even so, if you kill them, you will kill them. Why do you do those things that insult them?"
The killer was still angrily teaching him that if Jun Xiaojun just killed them all at once, it would be fine, but after he killed someone, he abused their bodies and wrote those things on the wall, which was really too much.
In his opinion, even if he is an enemy, he should not spare the dead. The dead are the most important, so why continue to humiliate them.
Jun Xiaojun glanced at him speechlessly, then said with a mysterious smile:
"You will know the reason why I did this right away. Keep your ears open and listen."
"Well? What do you mean?" The killer wanted to ask what exactly he wanted to hear, but before he could ask, a crazy roar echoed through the sky.
"Ximen Family, I want you to pay with blood."
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