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Chapter 129: The Man Who Attacks the Mind (3)
Zuo Cheng picked up the syringe in the tray, looked at it casually, and said lightly: "It's the wrong choice." His charming face was covered with a deadly ruthlessness.

Zuo Cheng said that he only gave one chance.Therefore, Zuo Lin is either destined to die, or life is worse than death. His eyes were haggard, and he slowly looked at the other thing in the tray, "That is the dead end. What is inside? Will you die immediately?"

Zuo Cheng's lips touched coldly: "Want to know?" He smiled, a kind of beauty that people dare not look directly at, he squatted down halfway, met Zuo Lin's gray eyes, and opened his lips lightly, "This is just pretending It's water, I gave you a way out, but you don't want it."

Zuo Lin couldn't believe it, his eyeballs protruding from Zuo Cheng's eyes.However, Zuo Cheng slowly pointed the needle at the meridian of his wrist, raised his eyes, and looked at Zuo Lin: "Don't you believe me?" Slowly pushing, the transparent liquid in the syringe was injected into the man's vein bit by bit.

After losing the syringe, Zuo Cheng got up and said coldly: "I'll save you more than once, you don't want it." Lying back on the rattan chair, staring into Zuo Lin's eyes, he became solemn and cold.

Zuo Lin was stunned for a long time, crawled, picked up the syringe that was thrown on the ground, his pupils clenched tightly, and he hoarsely said, "How is it possible? You never leave anyone alive, no, it's impossible... "

A man who never left anyone alive would be a kind of horror if he was kind.Even if he offered a way to survive, he would not dare to take it. Zuo Lin is an example.

Zuo Cheng rested his hands on the armchair, half-closed his eyes: "I told you, half of your life is yours. But today I don't want anyone's life."

Those who offend Zuocheng will die or be injured; those who plot against Zuocheng will not die well; those who try to murder him will not be able to seek death.

Those bloody examples are still vivid in my memory, but——

The two rows of men standing straight beside him almost staggered. Today's Zuocheng is too weird.Looking back at Zuo Cheng, an inexplicable softness appeared on his face for the first time.

Uncle Jin sighed silently, remembering what the master said in the afternoon: Chu Xia doesn't like me cutting off people's backs.

This man really fell for Jiang Xiachu.

The man who has gone back and forth from heaven to hell several times has lost his strength, and collapsed on the ground limply: "You, what do you want?"

"Cut off his hands and feet, and cut off his tongue." After a cold pause, he added, "Be kind to his family."

The clear and lazy twelve words can make people's hearts tug together.

Zuo Cheng, don't forget that he has thousands of methods of torture and punishment, and they don't necessarily kill people.

This is Zuo Cheng, never think about him, let alone his woman.He will give you a way out, and you will not be able to afford it.

Who can beat him when playing scheming, he holds all the rings in the palm of his hand.

There was a dead silence for a while, and the limp man on the ground roared: "Then you might as well kill me."

"I said, I don't want your life today." Zuo Cheng just stared at his fingers lightly, and said to himself: "There will be people who don't like it."

It's better not to get blood on such a beautiful hand, she won't like it.The man on the rattan chair smiled softly and waved, and the man standing beside him understood.

Zuo Lin, who was suddenly erected, had no strength even to struggle, and murmured weakly: "Zuo Cheng, you devil, no, you are more terrifying than the devil."

devil?Yes, these two words are appropriate to describe Zuocheng.

The man half-lyed on the chair, still looking at his beautiful fingers against the light, they were fair and clear.

In the back corner of the flower shed, the sky was full of blood.

"Ah—" The man was hysterical, echoing in the bloody air.

"Zuocheng, you will suffer retribution." It was screaming like a dying beast.

"Ah—" screamed, with despair and panic, the lingering sound lingered in his ears.

After a scream, there was no more sound. That man could no longer make a sound in his life. This was the price he paid for his life.

This night, the night in Zuocheng, is bloody and enchanting.

This man is deadly.

The moonlight and the color of blood merged into one, reflecting in the eyes of the man on the wicker chair, he softly snorted: "Retribution? Huh." There was an absolute beauty on his lips, "If there is one, you can find me."

If there is a theory of retribution, the grass on his grave is probably higher than a person.He never believed in this kind of comfort for the weak. In the world of Zuocheng, as long as Jiang Xiachu is doing well, retribution?What fear.

With his eyes half closed, the man lazily said, "Clean up this place."

"What are you afraid of in such a hurry to destroy the corpse?"

The soft female voice is scattered in the blood-filled air, which is as cold as this night.The eyes of the man on the wicker chair suddenly widened, and all the coldness disappeared, only panic left, and he almost stumbled down from the wicker chair: "Chu Xia."

All movements stopped, this sudden woman disturbed a man, and this man disturbed the night.

In the Zuo family, the female mistress was definitely no less terrifying than the master. Everyone, not daring to act rashly, lowered their heads, and even panted cautiously.

"No need to stop, I just can't sleep, come down and drink some water, the sound insulation effect of this Huapeng is not very good."

After Jiang Xiachu said a word, he didn't dare to move anymore, only the blood on the road was still flowing, Jiang Xiachu slowly approached in the middle, wearing pure white pajamas, so incompatible with that red.

She doesn't like white ones, so she put them on out of nowhere today, as if she was just waiting to match the red ones, making it look ridiculous.

"At the beginning of Xia." Zuo Cheng didn't even dare to approach, leaning against the rattan chair, staring at that stubborn and thin figure from a distance.

The man who killed and killed just now disappeared without a trace. The man who can plan life and death every step of the way and accurately calculate, but when facing love, he is so at a loss and almost clumsy.

"This is you." She looked at him from afar, as if she was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and couldn't cover that layer of alienation. something, I forgot."

He was always pampering and gentle to her, so that he suddenly forgot that this man had a pair of extremely beautiful hands, and he had a terrible habit of killing people like hemp.

Zuo Cheng was silent, without any excuse.He won the world, but in front of Jiang Xiachu, he will always be the one to be judged.Looking at Jiang Xiachu, she didn't look at him, but turned against his gaze, approaching the back corner, Zuo Cheng suddenly stepped forward to hug her like crazy, and hugged her fiercely: "Xia Chu, don't go over."

Jiang Xiachu's eyes were abnormally calm, just looking at the blood in the back corner, and the man on the ground who was completely unrecognizable and with limbs, there was no fear in his eyes.

"Cut off his hands and feet, and cut off his tongue." She suddenly spit out these eight words, as calm as when Zuo Cheng said these words before, with such a clear Jiangnan voice.

(End of this chapter)