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Chapter 772 Defeat~
Chapter 794

Night fell gradually.

There is wind, blowing whirringly.

Mixed with Song Jingcheng's ghostly laughter, this dark world became even more terrifying.

Song Jingcheng kept laughing, and kept laughing. The terrifying laughter made one's scalp tingle. However, except for the three servants around Song Jingcheng, the rest of them were well-trained fighters. Waiting in full force, no one interrupted Song Jingcheng abruptly, and no one stepped forward to break the deadlock.

Song Jingcheng stopped laughing.

He turned his head and looked around, seeing the surroundings were quiet, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "I'm impatient to wait, if any of you want to take my life, go ahead and take it."

No one said a word.

Song Jingcheng's face was sullen.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

……

Quiet as ever.

Song Jingcheng's injured wrist drooped feebly, and the blood dripped drop by drop.

There is a kind of torture called the enemy catching you, but ignoring you - how can a proud person like Song Jingcheng endure this?
however--

As if he knew Song Jingcheng's temperament well, Song Zhicheng still didn't show up.

This is a patient war of attrition.

Song Jingcheng had one hand drooping, and the other hand was casually inserted in his pocket. This hand hidden in the pocket was tightly holding a small box.The box is only about the size of a one-yuan coin. It looks small, but it has a terrifying effect.As long as it gently pulls its seal open, within a radius of ten miles, it will turn into a piece of hell.

This box was given to him by Smith.

This box was Song Jingcheng's last weapon.

He is waiting-

Wait for Song Zhicheng to come.

Then, he died with Song Zhicheng.

This was the strategy that Song Jingcheng quickly changed after seeing the failure of his plan, and it was also his last move.He will draw a perfect end to this war.After knowing the failure, Song Jingcheng decided to send himself and Song Zhicheng a gorgeous curtain call.

This curtain call will be known all over the world.

At that time, no matter in Huaguo, Asia, or the whole world, everyone will know that Song Zhicheng and his own life will end here.Song Zhicheng is gone, and the Song Group can't do anything with only a [-]-year-old old man.

It's just a pity - Lin Jingwen couldn't be killed in advance.Lin Jingwen was the only one who could turn the tide when the Song Group was about to collapse.Therefore, Song Jingcheng originally wanted to use Bai Xue to kill Lin Jingwen first——

How-

That's it.

Song Jingcheng's only wish now is for Song Zhicheng to appear immediately.

……

Time ticked away.

Song Jingcheng felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, almost unable to lift his weak fingers.

I don't know exactly how long it's been.

The surrounding area was still quiet, and Song Zhicheng's men and horses were still guarding the surrounding area rigorously, no one said a word, and no one acted rashly.

There are a total of one hundred of these well-equipped fighters, and they are all elites with one enemy against one hundred. However-Song Zhicheng is not dead, so what's the point of dragging so many people to hell together?

Song Jingcheng's hand in his trouser pocket has been hesitating, hesitating, and he never pulled it away——

Song Jingcheng asked, "How long has it been?"

He raised his hand to surrender, but the subordinate who was not taken away by Song Zhicheng's troops, a short and fat man said tremblingly, "Brother Jing, four hours have passed."

They've been working here for four hours.

In the fear of death, let these hopeless people taste the fear of death little by little, which tortures and destroys people's mind and is an irreversible damage.

After Song Jingcheng finished asking, he closed his eyes.

The short and fat subordinate watched his expression carefully, trembling all over, a glimmer of hope flashed in his ashen eyes, and said: "Brother Jing, you said they have not moved us, are you afraid of us?"

Song Jingcheng remained silent.

The chubby subordinate said: "But why didn't they move? We have already surrendered, we have already admitted that we are going to kill or cut, why don't we do anything?"

Death is not terrible.

The scary thing is that you have to experience the fear of impending death over and over again.

Song Jingcheng raised his eyelids and said, "You talk too much."

The pudgy subordinate hurriedly shut up.He couldn't help being very disappointed that he couldn't find out what bargaining chip Brother Jing was holding.But he knew Brother Jing's temper, so he didn't dare to ask again.

Have a moment.

After holding back for a while, the short and fat subordinate carefully looked at Song Jingcheng's face and said, "Brother Jing, I have no regrets at all for being able to go this far with you in this life."

Song Jingcheng remained silent.

Chubby's subordinate said: "Brother Jing, tell me, if we run away now, can we still run away?"

Song Jingcheng frowned suddenly, and there was a sharp light in his eyes: "Shut up."

Chunky subordinate: "..."

In the air, there was a biting cold wind, which made people shiver all over. The faces of the three subordinates became paler and paler. Only the short and fat subordinate still had a little vitality in his brain.

After being repeatedly warned by Song Jingcheng, the pudgy subordinate didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Dead silence.

For the next hour, it was still dead silent.

suddenly--

A light spot flashed in the sky, slowly, slowly, approaching, approaching.

Obviously, this is a helicopter.

Song Jingcheng's eyes lit up!He had a premonition that this was Song Zhicheng coming, his body was slightly tense, and he couldn't help but straighten his back, and he clenched the small box in his hand tightly!

but--

boom -

boom -

boom -

When the helicopter was about to approach, it suddenly flew away again, and it flew farther and farther—seemingly, it was about to disappear.

Song Jingcheng took a deep breath!

damn it!
Damn Song Zhicheng!

Song Jingcheng knew that this was Song Zhicheng playing tricks on him!
After this interruption, Song Jingcheng's tense expression relaxed a little reflexively, and his injured wrist hung limply as if the muscles and bones had been completely broken.

The other hand, which was tightly inserted in the trouser pocket, also unknowingly loosened a little.

At this moment, the short and fat subordinate who was like a dead pig suddenly rushed over and kicked away Song Jingcheng's hand in his trouser pocket. Song Jingcheng was caught off guard and was stepped on by this short and fat subordinate almost in the blink of an eye. He took his hand and held it back smoothly.

Song Jingcheng stared in astonishment: "You!"

The short and fat subordinate trembled, and said, "Brother Jing, I'm afraid of death, I'm really afraid of death, please don't harm me, instead of dying now, I'd rather be caught and put in prison, even if it's ten years and 20 years old." In 30 years, I don't want to die."

Song Zhicheng's party is not an organization like 4X who deprives people of their lives at will. Even if they are to be tried and sentenced for their crimes, there will be a country to judge and adjudicate.

and so--

Rather than die now, it is better to fight hard!
That's what the chunky subordinate thinks.

Under Song Jingcheng's carelessness, he was subdued by his subordinates. It is conceivable how annoyed he was. At this moment, the armed team that had been standing still suddenly took a big step forward, Before Song Jingcheng and the others reacted, they quickly stepped forward and captured them all one by one.

Among them, the person who arrested Song Jingcheng was particularly cautious and did not dare to relax at all. After the arrest, he immediately searched his body and found the dangerous box.

Someone stepped forward, quickly packed the small box into a very tight box, and quickly took it away from the scene.

At this point, what else does Song Jingcheng not understand?
In this competition, I lost completely.

It seemed that every time he thought he had the chance to win, Song Zhicheng would suddenly make a fortune without warning, and instead slapped himself hard.

Every time, he was defeated by Song Zhicheng.

Song Jingcheng lowered his eyes weakly.He estimated the time in his heart, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

really--

A ray of light reappeared in the sky, and the ray became more and more intense——

soon.

The light is near.

A silver-white helicopter stopped in the sky.

Song Jingcheng raised his head and looked at the helicopter. The hatch opened, and a slender and tall figure stepped out of it.

(End of this chapter)