fifth form

Chapter 1959 Ron Behind the Scenes
"Bah!"

On the sightseeing bus, Ren Yisheng locked onto Du Qi, who was moving very little.

While Song Bu'er was talking to buy time, the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique had quietly arrived.

The angry Dutch looked struggling, and then began to fall into despair.

"Snapped!"

Song Bu'er moved a few steps and raised his gun casually.

A shot was fired, leaving a bloody hole in Dutch's throat.

Blood gushed out, and there seemed to be clarity in Dutch's eyes.

He looked at Pei Jing on his back with extreme despair, then held his shot neck tightly with both hands, and fell down crookedly.

"How dare you delay time by talking to us!"

Song Buer complained disdainfully.

As Ren Yisheng's old partners, they have long been extremely skilled in working together.

Even though he is a gunner hidden in the dark, Song Buer can also stand up and create opportunities when playing with others.

The opportunity was created perfectly at that moment. Dutch, who had repeatedly failed to hit the target, was shot through the neck by him, leaving him no chance to resist.

Pulling out the empty magazine from the gun, Song Buer put the gun back on his back.

"Hello, I need..."

Song Buer asked very politely.

But before he could finish his words, his body suddenly leaped backwards.

Far away from the crowd, Dutch fell to the ground, breathing out but no longer breathing in, and blood was gushing out.

But Pei Jing's body moved and he lowered his head.

Like a beast without reason, Pei Jing lay on the ground without standing up, with all four limbs lying on the ground like a beast.

His right hand, which once held the sword, no longer held the sword, but was only used to support the ground.

Pei Jing looked at several people in the distance with great vigilance, then put his head close to Du Qi's neck and sniffed it.

The bloody smell stimulated Pei Jing's eyes to show an extremely strange bloodthirsty light, and he lowered his head.

When a gunshot was heard, Pei Jing jumped up like a frightened bird.

But it was only a short time before Pei Jing fell to the ground again, and then began to struggle continuously.

"Is Pei Jingzhen in his twilight years?"

Zhang Xuezhou's shot missed the target, and he felt that his spear skills were almost useless without the help of magic lock. He couldn't even hit a static target like Pei Jing.

He missed the shot, and Ren Yisheng adjusted his body again and kept Pei Jing under control.

"He is already very old, and he has suffered a severe injury. He can no longer maintain his sanity!"

Ren Yisheng pointed to his head.

After being attacked by Zhang Xuezhou and Pei Jing, both of them were injured. The difficulty of controlling Pei Jing for Ren Yisheng was greatly reduced at this time, and it was even easier than suppressing Du Qi of the fifth sequence.

Pei Jing's physical strength was still extremely powerful, and he could even rely on his body's instincts to kill a fifth-sequence being with a high probability. However, under Ren Yisheng's control, Pei Jing was like a bird in a cage. His repeated struggles and roars only froze him in place, unable to move.

"Xuezhou and Anran have some health problems, come and give Pei Jing a quick death!"

Ren Yisheng gestured to Song Bu'er, which made Song Bu'er look at Ren Anran and Zhang Xuezhou several times, and then ran over very briskly.

"You look so weak!"

Song Bu'er took the Song No. 366 gun handed to him by Zhang Xuezhou, and after mastering it very skillfully, he quickly aimed at Pei Jing.

"No way, no way, I can't lose!"

"This shouldn't be the case!"

"I followed the will of heaven to welcome our emperor back to the throne. I shouldn't have failed so miserably!" "The sovereignty of the Red Alliance originated from our emperor's successor, Ron, and should also be returned to our emperor!"

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Perhaps it was Ren Yisheng's forceful suppression that allowed Pei Jing to regain a bit of consciousness. The roar in Pei Jing's mouth stopped, and he started to recite like a madman, and then he held his head and roared in pain.

Pei Jing's mental trauma symptoms were more serious than Zhang Xuezhou's, and he was no longer able to control his own behavior.

"Ms. Song, can you please make a recording?"

Ren Yisheng looked at the hysterical Pei Jing, and then invited Song Fengying who was holding the steering wheel.

Pei Jing’s life and death are not important at this moment. What is important is what Pei Jing said.

Ren Yisheng was willing to record everything Pei Jing said.

Pei Jing's hysterical cries also involved a person named 'Ron'.

But the descendants of the last king Luo Chong had all been killed, even many people from the Luofu royal family were not spared. I wonder from which valley this Luo En came from as a branch of the royal family.

It only took Ren Yisheng a few seconds to determine that Ron was a member of the royal family, but he quickly overturned his speculation.

If there was no legitimate reason to inherit the orthodox tradition of the Luofu Empire, Ren Yisheng didn't think Pei Jing would go crazy and push the other party to the throne.

Zhang Xuezhou and others had always speculated that there was someone behind Pei Jing. Now the clues were revealed from Pei Jing's mouth, and Pei Jing knew many things best.

"Ron?"

Zhang Xuezhou read out the name, then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ning Que.

"not me!"

As if sensing something, Ning Que, who was sitting in the sightseeing bus, quickly raised his head and whispered an explanation to Zhang Xuezhou.

"Let's talk more when we have time!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Luo Zhong influenced Ning Que, but Ning Que is not Luo Zhong. It is very difficult for Ning Que to get into the Qing'an Youth Challenge. It is difficult for him to go beyond his own level to convince Pei Jing to rebel against the Alliance.

Ning Que has been preparing for the Youth Challenge these days, so the records should be very clear.

A thought flashed through Zhang Xuezhou's mind quickly, and then his doubts faded away.

He nodded at Ning Que, and then turned his gaze to the roaring Pei Jing.

"He remembers very little after his old age. It seems this is his obsession that he is unwilling to give up!"

Dozens of meters away, Pei Jing roared continuously, repeating loudly what he had said before.

When the words were repeated again, the importance of the information in Pei Jing's mouth suddenly decreased, which only made it convenient for Song Fengying to record the whole thing.

"Then I'll send him on his way!"

After repeating the shout again, Song Buer raised his gun.

The bullet whistled and Pei Jing's neck was shot directly through.

Like Du Qi who fell to the ground, Pei Jing who was controlled by the force found it difficult to avoid the bullets. He held his bleeding neck tightly, and after a heavy gasp, he quickly weakened.

Pei Jing fell to the ground, with only his limbs remaining tightly grasping.

He tried to hold his body up several times but failed, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.

"Do you shoot specifically at the neck?"

Zhou Bo touched his neck and asked in a very low voice.

"I can hit them wherever I want, but hitting their necks will make them die slower. They can feel the pain of death clearly, and it will also give them time to repent for their evil deeds!"

Song Bu'er replied expressionlessly, which made Zhou Bo smile awkwardly and quickly stopped asking about this cruel way of fighting.

In short, Zhou Bo didn't want to offend the Xijing City Sequence Committee. He was currently also a member of the committee. He even shed blood with the committee and had completely integrated into it.

No matter how the Red Alliance develops, he will follow the committee closely and remain steadfast.