Chapter 239

“ka-cha ka-cha ~”

A burst of ribs broke into the sound of people, and Long Sankui’s body flew down like a cannonball at a distance of seven or eight meters away. The falling position happened to be at the door of the villa, and the obese body gave the Imperial Tutor chair. Broken, the mobile phone on the Imperial Tutor chair fell to the ground, and the big mouthful of blood sprang from his mouth and nose.

Xiao Luo hit him and smashed his five viscera and six bowels. He numbed his blood and his face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lost, I was defeated!

Long Sankui could not accept this result. He looked up hard at the villa courtyard. Xiao Luo picked up the nine-ring knife and stepped on the water. He stepped toward him, the blood-stained nine-ring knife. Full of endless killing intent.

Just then, the phone that fell next to him rang, the caller’s head was a cute little boy, the little boy smiled brightly, wearing a birthday hat, and a little cream on the tip of his nose.

Long Sankui’s original gloomy and vicious face suddenly showed a loving smile, just like suddenly becoming a person, there is no murderousness in his eyes, no vicious rays of light, his hands are not because of excitement or pain. Trembling uncontrollably, but eventually sliding to the right, the phone was successfully connected.

“Husband, we went to the magnesium country, just got off the plane, the peas are already very sleepy, but he has to pass the words before they are willing to sleep.” On the other end of the phone, a woman’s voice was heard.

Long Sankui smiled and said: “Let me talk to my son.”

“Doudou, come and talk to Father.” The woman gave the phone to the little boy.

“father!” A childish voice sounded.

The smile on Long Sankui’s face is even stronger: “How can I still sleep without peas? It’s not a good boy to sleep so late.”

“Father, the sun here is old and tall, and the beans are not sleeping.”

“Is it? Father is here at night, but it is still raining, cough…cough cough…”

“father how do you cough, is your body frozen?”

“Don’t worry about peas, father is superman, and it won’t freeze if it’s cold.”

“Oh, yes, father is Superman.”

“The peas are going to be there, be sure to listen to Mother’s words, sleep on time, and go to school later. You must study hard. When you grow up, you have the ability to protect your mother and father. Do you know?”

“Ah.”

Chatting and chatting, Long Sankui’s eyes were suddenly wet by tears, and the old tears were like a teenager.

Xiao Luo took the nine-ring knife and stopped in front of him. The rain mixed with blood from the trouser legs, clothes corners, cuffs, etc., and the murderous nine-ring knife slowly lifted.

“噼啪~”

A lightning tears the night sky, silver white rays of light shine, and the entire river city is briefly illuminated.

Under the lightning of the rays of light, Xiao Luo looks like a dead god who came to the sun, and the blade of the nine-ring knife is a little bit cold.

“Father Goodbye, Peas will listen to father’s words and be a good boy.”

“Husband, don’t stay up all night, pay attention to rest, I will take care of the beans, don’t worry, concentrate on your career.”

“Know, Minghui.”

Long Sankui sighed long and hang up the phone.

At the moment the phone hangs up, his eyes are once again changed back to the previous appearance, filled with a very ruthless and vicious charm.

After he coughed out five or six blood, his body felt better. He used Xiao Guang to squint Xiao Luo and said: “Little bad boy, lose in your hands, I am really unwilling, you fuck in the end. What is it, huh?”

The last word is roaring, resonating sound.

Xiao Luo looked at him indifferently, and the next second, the nine-ring knife “shua” fell.

“Oh…hey…”

Long Sankui’s head was cut down, like a ball rolling a small distance on the floor, and the neck of the headless body was rushing to the hot blood.

“嘀唔嘀唔嘀唔~”

The harsh sirens suddenly sounded, and the villas all around were red and blue alternating flashing lights. Just like the regular performances in TV series, JC often rushed after everything was over.

Xiao Luo’s eyes were sluggish for a moment, and the ears couldn’t hear the siren. He only heard the sound of rain.

He threw the nine-ring knife on the ground and turned to the side of the white fainted fainted, loosened her, then removed the white cloth stuffed in her mouth, then picked her up and walked outside the villa step by step.

The original arrogant heart calmed down and couldn’t tell what it was like, as if this World was suddenly quiet!

Rain drenched Xiao Luo’s black hair, scouring the blood on his body, but the countless shocking wounds still oozing out without stopping.

“Hey, the host is very weak now, there is not enough points to start the healing ability, please the host to heal immediately!”

In my mind, the prompt of the system sounds, this voice is always without the slightest emotion, rigid and hard, not rushing.

Xiao Luo is unheard of, holding a white, expressionless out of the door of the villa.

At the entrance, there was a row of police cars with flashing lights. Fifty-sixty JC was aiming at him with a gun, and there was a special J wearing a black uniform, surrounded by a fan.

Gu Qianlin, who led the team, was preparing to shout with a shouting microphone, and Xiao Luo spoke up in advance.

He looked at Gu Qianlin with a sigh of relief: “An ancient police officer, can you call an ambulance before you catch me?”

As soon as he spoke, he fell to the ground and his consciousness fell into a coma.

The blood flowing from him and the white scorpion slowly reddened the surrounding ground.

“Come, send them to the hospital!” Gu Qianlin waved her hand and ordered.

Ye Wensong, who was also a big Captain, led the team into the villa. When they saw the scene in the courtyard, everyone stood at the same time as a sculpture-like stiff stand.

Everyone held their breath, except that they could hear their uncontrollable heartbeat, and they could only see the Asura field in front of the flesh and blood. They hope that what they see is not true, otherwise the brain can’t handle such a sultry scene, and dare not imagine what happened.

Broken hands, broken feet, internal organs, intestines, heads…

The bloodyness of the earth, even if it is under heavy rain, can not clear the thick bloody smell in the air.

“Voice~”

Several experienced JCs spit out directly.

Gu Qianlin, who came in from behind, was frowning, her face was covered with cold sweat, and she trembled and said: “That… Devil!”

Turning a villa into an Asura field, this is not what Demon Ghost is, too terrifying, she vowed to let Xiao Luo accept the law.