Genius commoner

Chapter 647
Ghost Head King, I am Xue Dazui, and Bai Shuangshuang is in my hand.

Her son, your son, is also in my hands.

I'll give you a genetic report of her son, and you can compare it with your own.

Before five o'clock in the afternoon, I will give you an address. If you want them to live, then go to the meeting alone.

This is the phone call Guitou Wang received while drinking with Ye Zixuan. He was shocked when he heard the content. He didn't seem to think that Bai Shuangshuang's son had something to do with him, but he had doubts at the time, worrying that this was a trick played by a cunning enemy. He didn't want Ye Zixuan to worry about him, so he imposed calm and suppressed the matter, and underplayed it perfunctorily.

But during the period, he sent a few messages, and also passed the information sent by Xue Dazui to Fenglai, and asked her to take her hair to the hospital for testing, and compared it with Bai Shuangshuang's mother and child. Although the meal was drunk for two hours, But the ghost king was indifferent, after sending Ye Zixuan away, he was like a trapped animal, waiting for the news from Fenglai.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Feng Lai sent back the test report, and the ghost king and Bai Shuangshuang's son were related by blood.

This news stunned the ghost king immediately. He never imagined that he and Bai Shuangshuang just got drunk and had a romantic night together, but accidentally left behind his own blood. , but I didn't know anything about it, I always thought it was the child of Bai Shuangshuang and other men.

This made him extremely guilty of Bai Shuangshuang's mother and son, but also hated Xue Dazui and the others to the bone.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Ghost King's phone rang, Xue Dazui gave him an address, and repeatedly warned him to go to the meeting alone, if he found out that he was bringing bodyguards or secretly instigating people, he would make Bai Shuangshuang and her son into a pot Meat porridge, he didn't forget to remind Guitou Wang that he arranged for spies to watch secretly, and the latter had better be careful.

What made Guitouwang murderous the most was Xue Dazui's last words: Guitouwang, if you want Bai Shuangshuang and the others to live, you should come here early. A group of my brothers have traveled across the ocean and haven't touched women for some days. If you come too late, I'm afraid that your white and tender woman will be fucked to pieces, or if you fail to save someone, you will turn into collecting a corpse.

After the blood on the other end of the phone finished talking, he laughed wildly, with indescribable viciousness.

The ghost king who was driving the car took a deep breath, restrained the condensed killing intent, and then accelerated the accelerator to drive towards the target. Kilometers later, I turned into a quiet path, and finally saw a building with two remaining lights, a familiar place.

funeral parlor!
The funeral parlor that Guitou Wang was besieged by Ji Ge and the others last time, had managed to escape with the help of Ye Zixuan, but now he wants to jump into the fire pit single-handedly and voluntarily. Once there was Ye Zixuan as the savior, this time I am afraid that there will be no return, God will not favor twice.

But thinking of Bai Shuangshuang, thinking of the son he had met several times, Guitou Wang softened his heart and gave him ten choices, and he would also appear here. Shuang does have feelings. The only woman he has ever liked in these years, if he doesn't go all out to rescue, the ghost king will not feel at ease in his life.

He didn't care that he would die here today, since the last time he was under siege and saw Ye Zixuan's relic gloves, the Ghost Head King had already made two preparations.

He believes that even if he hangs up, the record will not be broken, and someone will take the responsibility.

Guitou Wang muttered to himself: "Brother, if I die, Hutchison will count on you."

The funeral parlor is as quiet as ever, especially at night, the whole building is even more quiet and scary. The open door is more like a beast with its mouth open, ready to devour anyone who walks in at any time. You can feel the cold breath without getting close, and the blood Dazui had obviously cleaned up the place, but the ghost king noticed that there was no one there.

Except for two pale street lights, there are no staff or security guards at all, not even a mouse. Although the funeral parlor was damaged beyond recognition in the last World War I and is still in the stage of renovation, it is not as dead as it is now. , there is no doubt that Xue Dazui has already made arrangements, and tonight is just calling himself back and forth.

It was quiet all around, but the ghost king knew that there must be many eyes staring at him in the dark.

Guitou Wang gently rubbed the old wound on his waist, patted his clothes, and walked towards the gloomy funeral home with his head raised.

At this time, two commercial vehicles of different styles appeared on the road, the doors opened, and twelve men in black came out with a splash, holding a hatchet in their hands, and looked at the ghost king coldly. Played a joke, and said softly: "Thank you for following along, how is it? I didn't play tricks, did I? Didn't I bring anyone here?"

The ghost head king taught them calmly: "It's just that you guys don't seem to be of much use. Although it can be determined that there is no one behind me now, but in case I have a tracker on my car or on my body, after 10 minutes or half an hour, an appointment Brother He Ji followed the tracker and came here, wouldn't your scheme of letting me go to the meeting alone come to nothing?"

"If I were you, I would definitely let the target enter the designated vehicle and change the designated clothes, so that I would be really isolated and helpless."

"Ghosthead King, stop talking nonsense."

A rough man twisted his neck and came up, with a smirk on his face: "Our elder brother said, if you want to enter this door, see your son and your woman, you have to show some real skills. It's very simple. Throw us down!" 12 people, you can go in, if you can't even knock down the 12 of us, you don't have to look for them."

"you?"

The ghost king stood alone in front of the car, tall and strong like a javelin, his black windbreaker fluttering in the cold wind: "It's not enough for me to stuff my teeth."

The 12 people snorted coldly, waved hatchets together and shouted: "Kill!"

Faced with the siege of 12 people, the ghost head king did not retreat but advanced, his figure changed every time he moved his footsteps, his tall body shone in the pale light, and his figure exploded.

He was like a long spear that broke through the ground, unsheathed in the blink of an eye, unparalleled in sharpness and full of killing intent!
At a distance of more than ten meters, the ghost head king arrived almost in an instant, and his body wrapped in a windbreaker suddenly exerted force and rushed directly to the front enemy.

Suddenly shot.

Snatch the axe, hit the chest with the elbow, shake it away! The 1.8-meter enemy flew backwards with a bang, and fell to the ground with a cracking sound of the breastbone, and blood splattered.

The ghost head king kept walking, squeezed into the enemy group without stagnation, the hatchet flew, and poured it wantonly!

The two of them didn't have time to dodge, they were hit in the neck by his axe, and they fell backwards with a scream, and then the ghost king turned around and charged forward, his sharp eyes like blades quickly approached an enemy, the two of them The bodies collided, and the opponent's body flew backwards, making a bone-shattering explosion in mid-air, and blood spurting from the mouth and nose.

The Ghost Head King continued to run forward without any hindrance.

The windbreaker is fluttering, no one can beat it!
On the way, a shadow flashed by, someone threw a hatchet at him, intending to stab someone in the back, Ghost King leaned his body, the ax passed by, and hit the car next to him, The glass shattered, and then the ghost head king raised his left hand, and an ax shadow flashed in the light, and shot at the attacking enemy, fast and urgent!
The head of the ax seemed to have eyes, and it plunged into a person's neck fiercely, blood spurted out, and he died beyond death.

The killing mood of the ghost king was finally displayed cruelly. With a kick with his left foot, another flash of cold light flashed. When he fell to the ground, the Ghost Head King shot towards him like a sharp arrow, leaped up, and with his scissors legs, he caught an enemy who was struck by an axe by the neck.

The enemy's neck was twisted instantly, and the air hole bleeds and fell to the ground,,,

Ten minutes later, there were 10 people lying on the ground, and none of them survived. Ghost King cherished the opportunity of a fair shot, and he knew that it was very likely that he would not be able to make another shot tonight.

"That's right, that's right, the ghost king is the ghost king, and he deserves to be the number one red stick in Heji back then."

At this time, the lights of the funeral parlor turned on instantly, and a hoarse voice came from inside: "10 minutes, kill my twelve brothers, very good."

Guitou Wang snorted coldly: "Thank you!"

The hoarse voice came out again, with a touch of teasing: "At first, I was full of doubts about you killing everyone in the funeral parlor. What kind of ability do you have to fight against Hong Yi Dao and Hong Yi, an old guy who stabbed a knife in the back? In Brother An's siege, you fought in and out and escaped safely, looking at it now, I really underestimated you a little."

Guitou Wang patted his windbreaker and walked towards the funeral parlor: "Stop talking nonsense and hand over the person."

The hoarse voice laughed loudly, and then Youyou replied: "Come in, I'm waiting for you."

The ghost head king threw away a hatchet in his hand, patted his windbreaker and walked in. The moment the ghost head king's feet touched the ground, all the high-power spotlights on the top were turned on, lighting up the hall where the bloody battle had taken place. , was brightly illuminated, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps, and in the next second, five or sixty people poured out from both sides, everyone holding sharp axes in their hands.

These murderous men were staring at the ghost king.

The Ghost Head King didn't care about the other party's siege, he just looked up at a group of people pouring out ahead, a middle-aged man with a big head and a shaved head, surrounded by more than a dozen strong men, appeared with a grinning grin, his neck, hands , wearing a thumb-sized Buddhist bead, at first glance, it looks similar to Drifting Monk, except that the big mouth with lipstick destroys the sense of harmony.

Guitou Wang quickly recognized that this was Xue Dazui, his old opponent back then.

At this moment, Xue Dazui stared condescendingly at the ghost head king, and said with a sneer, "Single-handed, you are really kind, let's see who is over there."

Ghost Head King squinted his eyes and looked in the direction Xue Dazui was pointing at. An emptied incinerator was about [-] square meters. The furnace was plugged in and the lid was pried open. There were two people hanging in the air, one big and one small, it was Bai Shuangshuang and her son, their clothes were torn and bloodstained.

Especially Bai Shuangshuang, her head drooped, her messy hair covered half of her face, and the exposed half of her face was covered with bruises.

No doubt she suffered a lot.

Next to the stove, there was a white-haired young man sitting, holding a fruit knife in his hand, and carelessly peeling an apple.

The sharp eyes showed his ferocity.

The ghost head king subconsciously let out a low voice: "Shuangshuang..."

Before Shuangshuang could respond, the stove was hot red, and the heat was overwhelming.

Guitou Wang's heart tightened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Blood mouth, what are you doing?"

Xue Dazui licked his lips, and there was a sense of pleasure in his eyes: "This incinerator has just been restarted and is warming up, but in 15 minutes, it will become a high-temperature furnace, a furnace that can burn bones. The rope tied to the stove will be broken, and Shuangshuang and her son will fall down, turning them all into relics."

The ghost head king's face was ashen, his hands slowly clenched into fists, his joints cracked, his deep guilt for Bai Shuangshuang turned into a monstrous hatred for Xue Dazui, he turned his face and glared:

"Blood mouth, bullying women, is it still a man?"

The bloody man who moved forward slowly laughed wildly, noncommittal, there are too many men who bully women, there is not much more than him, and there is deep hatred in his exaggerated smile, back then he and the ghost king were considered equals It's a pity that more than ten years later, Guitou Wang has become the overlord of Huanyue, but he is still just a veteran of Hongyi'an.

During the past ten years, he tried to return to Huanyue to develop, but unfortunately, he was besieged and driven away by the ghost king.

His own dissatisfaction made him hate the ghost king.

"Stop talking nonsense, kneel down, climb up in front of me, kowtow, and you're satisfied."

Xue Dazui said lightly: "I will spare their lives."

He didn't forget to add: "Hurry up, you only have twelve minutes."

Guitou Wang's sinister face darkened, his eyes burst into murderous intent, he glanced at Bai Shuangshuang, and then looked at the bloody mouth separated by dozens of people, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The ghost king let out a breath, restrained the urge to kill, and walked slowly towards Xue Dazui.

Just two or three meters away, a strong man took a step forward and slapped Guitou Wang on the face: "Damn it! If you were told to crawl over on your knees, who told you to go?"

The ghost king didn't care about the accusation on his face, he gritted his teeth and didn't fight back, and continued to move forward.

Seeing the ghost king swallowing his anger, dozens of wolves and tigers intensified their efforts, punching and kicking the ghost king who passed by, and some even kicked his knees and calves violently, trying to kill the ghost king. Wang kicked and fell to the ground, but Guitou Wang only staggered a few times, forcibly resisted their blows, and continued walking without changing his expression.

"Damn! Still not kneeling!"

Seeing that the ghost king was so tough, more than a dozen people rushed forward and greeted the ghost king vigorously, but the ghost king still did not evade.

(End of this chapter)