Chapter 308

"Help, help... Help me!"

With Wang Xu's hands constantly clamped, his face turned red at night, and he felt that death was approaching him step by step. He exhausted all his strength, turned his head slightly in pain, and looked at the snowman like asking for help.

"Wait a minute..."

Finally, the snowman sighed and walked forward slowly.

"Well?" Wang Xu just a light um, slightly frown, a body without any cover up the horror of killing, like the wind to the snowman pressure in the past.

Before waiting for him to speak, Blizzard's face changed slightly, and then said: "I don't want to save him, I don't have so much self-confidence, I'm not your opponent. Besides, he and I don't have much to do with each other. They are just temporary partners in a common task. "

what?

Blizzard man, is this asking Wang Xu for mercy?

In an instant, I came back at night, and my eyes were covered with ashes. He knows that what Blizzard people say is true, but people always don't want to die.

However, even the snowman can't stop Wang Xu. Who can save him?

At that time, the snowman continued to say, "Mr. Wang, I don't know what I have done with you before. Do you still admit it?"

"What do you want to say?" Wang Xu squinted, the action in his hand didn't mean to stop, still increasing strength.

At this time, there is a bit of dullness in my mind. My thinking is gradually confused and dark, and I may suffocate at any time.

"The first person in charge of the task is returning home at night. He has the most contact with his employer. I only know one name, but he knows more information. I think, you may want to know more information... "Speaking of this, Blizzard took the initiative to stop.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart. This is the last effort he can make. Whether he can survive at night depends on how Wang Xu decides next.

Blizzard people know that people like Wang Xu hate being threatened by others. Although he was careful enough not to show any threat, from the moment he spoke, there was already a threat in it.

Come back at night, hope to survive

It's small!

Sure enough, Wang Xu didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard his words. He still didn't mean to stop. He just asked lightly:

"Tell me the name you know."

"Wang Daocheng!"

Deeply looked at Wang Xu one eye, the wind snow person spits out three words one by one.

The moment his voice fell.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of bone fracture came. Wang Xu's body was severely shocked and his hand was shaking. He didn't control his strength for a moment, so he crushed the night return in his hand to death.

At this scene, the snowman was shocked.

He never thought that because of a name, it would cause Wang Xu such a big mood fluctuation, and even indirectly killed him in advance.

The next moment, Wang Xu suddenly turns his head, stares at the snowman, and confirms word by word:

"You say, Wang Daocheng?"

"Not bad!"

Blizzard nodded, voice imperceptibly revealed a trace of complexity.

To be honest, he really wanted to save the night home... But he never thought it would be such an unexpected result.

Different from the complexity of the snowman's heart, Wang Xu threw the corpse back at night into the sea of fire behind him. With the breath of the tongue of fire devouring the corpse, under the light of the fire, he could see a trace of intense anger growing in his eyes.

Wang Xu thinks about many possibilities for the people who issue the assassination mission, such as the Su family, the Li family, and even Shen Guohai's father, Shen Zhenhai

But he never thought that he would be Wang Daocheng!

In a word, he and Wang Daocheng have little in common except that he recently forced Wang Daoxing, the head of the Wang family, to hand over some information about each other.

Wang Xu really can't imagine what the other party is doing, so he costs two billion yuan to ask the killer to kill him.

Even if the conflicts between him and the Wangs of Jianghai are included, they are mostly conflicts between the younger generation, which have taught the king a lesson, the young and old of the Wangs, as well as some of the Wangs' sidekick dandies.

At most, it was the time of Tang family. Because of Wang Pengfei's shamelessness, he didn't keep his hand for a while and killed each other directly. However, Wang Pengfei's father, Wang Tianchen, is just an ordinary senior member of the Jianghai Wang family.

All of the above, the enmity between him and the Jianghai Wang family is far from the point where life and death must be separated.

However, it is

Wang Daocheng!

What hatred, what resentment, let Wang Daocheng hate him so much, want to kill him directly?

Thinking about it, Wang Xu can only think of one possibility.

All this is because he started after tracking down Wang Daocheng. In other words, Wang Daocheng's killing intention reached its peak after he forced the Jianghai Wang family.

At this time, even if Wang Daoxing kneels at Wang Xu's feet and swears to heaven that Wang Daocheng has nothing to do with the Jianghai Wangs, Wang Xu will not believe it.

"Jiang Hai Wang family... Wang Daocheng..."

Wang Xu's cold eyes gradually evolved into a strong sense of killing.

This intention of killing, and finally gradually in front of the huge sea of fire together, as if to burn out everything in the world.

At this time, in front of the hot sea of fire, only Wang Xu stands alone. Under the light of the fire, the shadow behind him is constantly twisting and changing in the dark. It seems that there is a trapped demon in it. He has been roaring angrily, trying to break away from some invisible bondage.

The snowman on one side, as early as after saying the word "not bad", retreated step by step, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Even if he left, he did not dare to turn his back on Wang Xu, for fear that Wang Xu would suddenly turn back.

……

At the same time.

Jianghai north suburb, Wang family mansion.

In a dark and gloomy room, there are all kinds of old antiques, such as porcelain, knives, guns, swords, books and so on. Among these antiques, an old man is standing up slowly.

In his hand, the old man is holding a mobile phone. In front of him, there is a screen. On the screen, there is a raging sea of fire, a broken villa, and a huge pit on the ground.

The man at the other end of the phone didn't know what to say. The old man's hand trembled slightly, and then a fierce murderous spirit burst out from his thin body.

"Crackling!"

The murderous spirit was so terrible that it almost condensed into essence. Many fragile porcelain around it were broken in an instant, as if they had been crushed by a pair of invisible hands.

Just at this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and another old man rushed in. However, his face was full of anxiety and fear.

"Second brother, have you received any news? Failed! Those killers, they failed! "

This old man is Wang Daoxing!

At this time, he was in a state of shock, pale and terrible.

The old man opposite him is Wang Daocheng!