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Chapter 642: One newspaper one newspaper

An Zheng held Chen Shaobai's yaksha umbrella and stood at the door of the Su family courtyard living room, looking at the second son of the Su family. Su Mi, known as Su Erye, struggled with a group of dancers.

Among the music, most of the women's clothes had faded away. The drunken Su Shuo shuttled between them, flirting with the dancers from time to time, completely forgetting the rules of his father's prohibition of drinking.

In fact, after Anzheng left, he turned back soon. Although Su Jian deleted his words as tough, he did not expect that Anzheng was so bold. After turning around on the street, An Zheng noticed that no one was following him at close range, then found an inn to live in, and came out of the back window.

Anzheng, holding the Yaksha umbrella, just like that, Shi Shiran returned to the Su's mansion, sitting on the rockery and looking at it from a distance, Tianmu floated outside the window of the room where Su deleted words and his two sons. He clearly heard the dialogue between Su Jianci and his two sons.

Later in the night, Su Xieci was carried by two servants and went down the Houshan path. Anzheng also saw it clearly.

As for Su's deletion of words, An Zheng was not surprised, and even was originally in his speculation. He entered the Su's mansion at random, and gradually gained a little trust in Su Xieci's words, even allowing Su Xieci to see him a little weak, which was intentional.

He deliberately squatted down in front of Su Xieci without defense, the first is to make Su Xieci no longer doubt his false identity. Second, it is to make Su Chongci think that he is a person with less ambition, and to make Su Chaici take care of himself.

It can be said that Anzheng's approach was very successful because he knew the psychology of these wicked people well. Anzheng had always dealt with wicked people like Su Jianci in his previous life, except that at that time he had many constraints.

In the past life, the contention of doing things was about rules and laws, because he was the first of the Mingfa Division, the law enforcer, and the law enforcer who led the law enforcement of Daxi. He maintains law and order, not justice.

There were not many wicked men who killed at that time, and they could not kill if they could kill. However, the prerequisite is that he must have evidence to do so. Being able to kill or not catch is already the biggest outrageous thing that Anzheng can only do within the scope of the law.

But now it is different. Anzheng is no longer a law enforcer.

He is just an avenger.

Although Anzheng ’s Tianmu could n’t see the strength of Su Chongci ’s words, Anzheng knew that with his many magic tools and the super forbidden technique like God Lei Tianzheng, he would fight desperately to kill Su Chaici. But revenge is not just about killing one person.

If ... If An Zheng does n’t know the other evils that the Su family once sat down in, just revenge for himself, then killing Su Jian is enough. However, when An Zheng was standing at the door, although he was still far from the other courtyard of the Su Family in Jingshui Lake, he seemed to hear the cry of the seven hundred people.

How can it be called revenge to kill someone?

Let Su Jianci taste the taste of losing loved ones, and see his family leave one by one.

Su Mi's strength is not much stronger, such a person who is addicted to wine can't be very powerful, otherwise, it is unfair. If those who are far more talented and harder than him are not as good as him, then what is the point of practicing?

An Zheng slowly put down the Yasha umbrella, put it away, and then walked into the hall.

Su slowed and confused, saw a person in black walked in a little stunned for a while, when he saw clearly that it was an argument, he didn't know why it was cold on his back.

"Complaint, Master?"

Su slowed for a while before thinking of it, smiled awkwardly, and then greeted him. His hand made a gesture behind his back, meaning to inform his father quickly.

The man standing behind him quickly turned around, but before reaching the back door, dozens of holy fish scales flew out of Anzheng and quickly grew larger, like dozens of huge iron gates, completely The hall was completely sealed, not to mention going out alone, even a mosquito could not fly out. The scales of the holy fish fell one by one next to each other, and Dangdang's voice was endless, even the roof was closed.

The room suddenly became dark, just a moment from light to darkness.

When the light turned on again, people noticed a very bright bead floating in mid-air, and the light emitted illuminated the whole hall. The singers and dancers searched the horrified young man who had just entered in horror, but the direction at the door was empty.

When they saw Anzheng, they were all scared and their faces changed.

The few men around Su Mi were already dead. When they died, they were in the exclamation of the dancers, so even the death seemed silent. They died so fast that they were not worth mentioning at all.

And Su Mi didn't know why he actually knelt on the ground and couldn't seem to move. Kneeling there, his body shivered violently. Only then did the dancers see clearly that Su Slow's two legs had been broken and bones were pierced from the flesh.

An Zheng walked slowly behind Su Yan and looked at Su Jian's short sword as an ornament hanging on his waist. He leaned over and drew the short sword, and looked at it: "The sword is engraved with a Zhao character on it. This sword was also the one you grabbed from the Zhao family.

He stood behind Su Yang, an arm stretched out to wrap Su Su's head, and he held the dagger in front of Su Yang's neck with his right hand.

"Every night, when you are sleeping in that other courtyard, can you hear crying?"

An Zheng's voice was not loud, but it sounded like Li Gui's howling in Su Slow. His body trembled violently, but he couldn't struggle out. He seemed to be penetrated by an invisible iron chain all over his body, locking all his bones and muscles and nailing him to the ground.

He shook his head, but An Zheng held an arm around his head, and he couldn't move.

An Zheng began to cut back and forth slowly on his throat: "You die faster, it is disrespect for those who were killed by you. You cut off many heads by hand, but you must not know whether the heads are cut off. What it feels like. "

When An Zheng was talking, the dagger cut into Su Yang's neck, and blood began to spray like an arrow. As the cut mouth grew bigger, Su Yang's throat made a clicking sound, and the blood vessel split, The blood began to flow out like a waterfall, and soon all the clothes in front of him were stained red.

Anzheng was still cutting slowly, cutting back and forth at least a hundred times before and after cutting off Su's head. The headless corpse fell forward with a thud, the neck cavity poked on the ground, and a large piece of blood ran down the floor.

Anzheng put his head on the coffee table, then he sat down on the chair and opened the scale of the holy fish: "Go, go and tell Su Jianci, his commander came, right next to his son's head Waiting for him to come back. "

The dancers screamed and rushed out, and some people were so scared that their legs were so soft that they could not run and had to crawl out. The method was too cruel when Ang contending to kill people just now. The scene of slowly cutting off his head bit by bit is probably the psychological shadow of these people for a lifetime. Every time they think of it, they will tremble.

Perhaps this life will never dare to be close to evildoers.

When Su Jianci received the news, the person was already on the edge of Jingshui Lake. He let the summoned beasts from the inner world block all around, not to let people run away, and then he began to move towards the inn. When he hadn't shot yet, the housekeeper rushed over with a pale face, and said Su Su was cut off by the town governor who caused his head to be cut off.

Su Jianci only felt a sudden pain in his heart, and he lost his strength almost instantly. He shook a few times and almost fell down. If it wasn't for the manager, he had fallen to the ground. The old bereavement was too much for him, and the pain in his heart was violent, as if an invisible person had just thrust his hand into his heart just now, holding his heart , A pinch, so cruel.

Su deleted the words and finally came back a little bit, and then greeted the four summoning beasts to rush back towards his home. This time I didn't dare to pretend that it was inconvenient to move, and the speed was so amazing that my eyes couldn't keep up.

He rushed to the new house, and the courtyard was already empty. In the short time when the housekeeper reported, Su slow said in this courtyard that all the family members and thugs were dead. There were dead bodies everywhere in the courtyard. The yard floated far and far. Blood was flowing in the big yard, and there was a feeling of stickiness on the soles of the feet when walking on the road.

Su Xieci couldn't go, he fluttered forward, but as if every step he stepped on his own blood, his heart twitched.

At that moment, Su Xieci didn't even dare to approach the hall all of a sudden, he was afraid to see the scene of the strangeness of his son's head. However, he must go again, this hatred, he must repay!

When he floated into the hall, he found that there was no one in the hall. Only the headless body of his son Su Mi was kneeling forward, and the neck cavity without his head poked on the ground, and the blood was drained.

"what!"

Su Jianci screamed, trying to pounce, but stopped again, trembling violently.

Then he suddenly awakened to something and immediately turned and rushed towards the old house. When he arrived outside the old house, the **** smell got into his nose again, and then rushed into his head.

There is no difference from the situation in the mansion house robbed from the Zhao family over there, there are dead bodies everywhere. Almost all strong men are dead, there is no one left. Because they were all executioners, they had cut off the head of Zhao's family.

An Zheng also cut off their heads and piled up a pyramid-like hill in the courtyard.

In the hall, Su Chongci's eldest son Su Zhong's body was exactly the same as Su Rian's body, kneeling down, the neck cavity without his head poked on the ground, and blood shed all over.

In that way, it's like guilt.

Anzheng is not there, neither is the head.

The ground wrote a few words with his son's blood ... you know where I am.

Su Jianci's face was pale and she could hardly stand. He suddenly thought of Su Su's body kneeling in one direction, and Su Zhong's body was kneeling in the same direction, in the same direction.

Su Xianci turned sharply: "Follow me and kill the bastard!"

On the banks of the clean water lake, the Su's other courtyard.

An Zheng walked into the door and went straight into the living room, preventing all his thugs from falling down. The head of the person flew up and piled up in the yard. After he entered the hall, he placed the two heads in his hands on the table.

I took a handful of incense and ignited it, and inserted it on top of the heads of the two people. The smoke from the incense was misty and seemed to fly to a place where I could not see it.

"You watched it with your own eyes, and I killed him in front of you."

An Zheng sat down on the chair, facing the door, his face calm.

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