Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 843 rage
Song Mina died, and Wang Ping's anger and killing intent were instantly ignited.

He rushed towards Zhang Yongzhe and his men angrily, and when he got up, he pulled out the knife stuck in the neck of the man in the butcher's clothes. It was a thick and heavy butcher's knife. It was specially used to kill animals, and at this time Zhang Yongzhe and his men were no different from "animals" in Wang Ping's eyes, and a massacre was inevitable.

Why is Wang Ping so angry?
Because the moment Song Mina died, what appeared in his mind was the scene of Lu Yang killing Qin Cuili at the gravel factory. Maybe he couldn't remember who Lu Yang and Qin Cuili were, but the anger at that time was different from what it is now. the same.

"Pfft!" As soon as the words fell, the butcher knife in Wang Ping's hand had already slashed at the guy in front. The guy didn't expect that Wang Ping would come so fast and fiercely, so he subconsciously raised the knife in his hand to resist.

"Clang!" He heard the sound of metal colliding, and the next second, the knife in his hand was split in half by Wang Ping. The knife was on his neck, and just as he saw the butcher's knife in Wang Ping's hand, his head had been separated from his body.

With his head still in the air, Wang Ping turned into a "butcher" and rushed into Zhang Yongzhe's men. The butcher's knife in his hand waved wildly. Song Mina's pain.

"what!"

"what!"

The screams instantly resounded through the sky, echoing in the room, and the blood mist followed Zhang Yongzhe's arms, fingers, body flesh, or legs and flew into the air.

Facing Wang Ping, who was as angry as a killing god, Zhang Yongzhe's subordinates had no power to fight back. No one could stop Wang Ping's move. The "pig-killing knife" was not a "pig-killing knife", but A fatal note.

Zhang Yongzhe looked at the scene in front of him in horror, unable to find words to describe what he saw.

Maybe he's realized he's messed with someone who shouldn't be.

"Call someone, call someone!"

In the blink of an eye, all the subordinates around him were cut into human shapes by the 'pig-killing knife' in Wang Ping's hands. Even Zhang Yongzhe, who was used to bloody storms, was scared.

So the subordinates immediately called the people from the factory to help, jokingly, the 'Eight Star Gang' is not in vain, it is one of the two most famous 'violent organizations' in 'Seoul', in terms of status in the world, second only to In "Jinyihui", how can an unknown person be allowed to run wild on their territory?That's Zhang Yongzhe's 'confidence'.

However, when more and more people rushed in, but more and more corpses fell on the ground, Zhang Yongzhe realized that the large number of people does not mean that he will definitely win, and the "confidence" he relied on was also instantly lost. Wang Ping fell apart in front of that pervert.

Once the knife goes down, one person must be killed by the knife.

If you cut it down, you will definitely see blood.

A knife is just a knife, there is no extra movement, it is pure killing.

At this moment, Wang Ping only had one thought of killing all these people. He wanted to avenge Song Meina, and it was not a pity for these people to die.

"what!"

The screams are mixed with the blood flowers flying all over the sky, interweaving into a song-like picture, but this picture only has the color of 'blood red'.

Zhang Yongzhe was dumbfounded, he was still standing there, but his feet trembled uncontrollably, his subordinates came one after another, there must be at least eighty if there were not a hundred of them coming at once, but one would die, one would come Two dead and one pair, Wang Ping is taking the lives of these animals away with the 'pig-killing knife' in his hand.

In less than 10 minutes, Zhang Yongzhe's subordinates had been completely killed. This was the reason why Zhang Yongzhe was so frightened that his hands and feet were shaking. His hands were even cold from fright, and the fear in his heart had already spread to his whole body.

"Pfft!" Wang Ping raised his knife and slashed at the last guy's chest with the butcher's knife. With a "chi la", the sharp blade instantly cut him open, and the internal organs flowed out along with the blood, which was quite terrifying. .

Zhang Yongzhe stood behind Wang Ping, Wang Ping turned his back to him, even if it was just a back view, it made Zhang Yongzhe short of breath.

what to do?All his subordinates had been killed by Wang Ping, and the remaining two subordinates were standing around with the guy in their hands, but none of them dared to go up, let alone fight Wang Ping, they didn't even dare to approach Wang Ping .

Wang Ping was covered in blood, and slowly turned around, his murderous eyes locked on Zhang Yongzhe.

"Go up... go up!"

Zhang Yongzhe quickly pushed the two subordinates, but the two subordinates were terrified and kept backing away, and Zhang Yongzhe also began to retreat.

"Kill him, the company will share with you two equally!"

In order to save his life, Zhang Yongzhe went all out, but unfortunately, no matter how big the bait is, it is not as important as his own life.

"I'm quitting, help!" The two subordinates were also terrified, they couldn't control Zhang Yongzhe's life, they yelled and turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, Zhang Yongzhe turned around and ran away in fright.

"Whoosh!" After running two steps, something suddenly flew past his ear with a whoosh sound.

"Ah!" Then the two subordinates running in front were instantly pierced by the flying thing, not only that, but the thing pierced by their bodies was heavily inserted into the wall in front, Zhang Yongzhe took a closer look , suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, it turned out to be the butcher's knife in Wang Ping's hand.

He looked back in trepidation, Wang Ping was walking towards him like a devil, the knife just now was obviously intended not to kill him, otherwise it would be him who was penetrated, not his two subordinates.

Facing Wang Ping's monstrous anger, Zhang Yongzhe could no longer ask for his forgiveness. He had to die, otherwise the hatred in Wang Ping's heart would be hard to dispel.

(End of this chapter)