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"Yes, it's me," the butcher's voice was hoarse and low. He said to Zhang Bingyuan, "go and find some people for me. Men and women, as long as they are alive... Go

At last, the butcher found that Zhang Bingyuan was just in a daze. Looking at him, he gave a cold drink.

This cold drink made Zhang Bingyuan shiver subconsciously. Especially when he saw the butcher's erect Brown pupils staring at him, he had goose bumps all over his body.

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll go right away." Later, Zhang Bingyuan also repeatedly said, the step also stepped forward, escape general out.

Soon, Zhang Bingyuan came in with three men and two women. When he found that the butcher was not in the house, he was puzzled.

"Well, you go out." But just then, a voice came into his ear, and he knew that it was not the butcher who had disappeared, but he had dodged for a while.

Then he went out without any hesitation.

After going out quickly, Zhang Bingyuan also closed the door. At this time, he naturally realized that the fate of the five people in the room would be miserable.

Sure enough, a series of screams were heard, and his scalp felt numb and his legs softened.

When there was no more scream in the house, Zhang Bingyuan stayed outside the house for a long time. After confirming that there was no sound in the house, he dared to push the door.

What I saw in front of me was not the monster with a head and a snake, but a figure like an iron tower, which was naturally a butcher.

However, Zhang Bingyuan was also surprised to see that there was a branch like thing on the butcher's arm. For a moment, although he felt strange, he did not dare to ask any more questions.

Then he scanned the room, and sure enough, he didn't see the five people, leaving only one floor of clothes.

At this time, he could not understand what happened to the five people.

After that, Zhang Bingyuan showed a trace of concern on his face and said, "butcher, how are you? Are you ok?"

At this time, the butcher seemed to turn a blind eye to Zhang Bingyuan. His eyes still fell on the branch like thing that was inserted in his left arm. There was also a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

It's true that he didn't know what it was. It looked like an ordinary branch, but after it pierced his arm, it seemed to be connected with his soul.

As long as he wanted to pull out the branch a little, he would have no reason for a burst of palpitations, a sense of pain, also from the depths of his heart.

"This branch, what is it, this boy, how can there be such a strange thing..."

The butcher couldn't help murmuring in his heart, but for a moment, as long as he didn't move the branch, it didn't look abnormal. For a moment, he was a little relieved.

Seeing that the butcher didn't speak, he just looked at a branch on his arm with an ugly face. For a moment, Zhang Bingyuan couldn't help being curious and asked:

"Butcher, what is this branch?"

"Nothing." The butcher was vague.

Seeing that the butcher finally spoke, Zhang Bingyuan was also relieved. Indeed, he was afraid that the butcher would not say anything

"Butcher, is the poison master dead?"

"Hum!" The butcher snorted coldly: "if it hadn't been for Lin Ming, the poison master would have died in my hands."

"What," Zhang Bingyuan exclaimed, his face was a little ugly for a moment. "Why, isn't Lin Ming still alive?"

"This boy is not simple..." can't help, the butcher is also biting his teeth, "I still underestimated him..."

"What, this..." Zhang Bingyuan was speechless.

It's true that before, several disciples of Qingcheng sect, including Zou Zhenghu, failed to kill Lin Ming. Now, even the butcher, who is more powerful than ever, seems unable to kill Lin Ming.

So, in his opinion, who else can kill Lin Ming.

For a moment, he thought of no one.

At this time, what they didn't know was that at the moment when Zhang Bingyuan opened the door, a figure had already flashed over.

This flash in figure is Lin Ming.

Indeed, when he found out that Zhang Bingyuan actually knew the butcher, he was surprised and sneered.

Previously, Zhang Bingyuan kept saying that he was colluding with the anti World League. In fact, it was Zhang Bingyuan himself who really colluded with the anti World League.

So after hiding in the dark, Lin Ming gets a little excited and takes out his mobile phone.

As for the conversation between Zhang Bingyuan and the butcher, he recorded it on his mobile phone.

At this time, the butcher and Zhang Bingyuan were silent. They seemed to be thinking about how to deal with Lin Ming. For a moment, they didn't seem to think of any countermeasures.

After a while, the butcher moved and said, "now it seems that only one person can deal with Lin Ming."

"Oh?" Zhang Bingyuan's eyes brightened, "who?"

Tu Fu said, "Deng Xiaoxing, the guard beside the chief."

Zhang Bingyuan couldn't help frowning. "It seems that Deng Xiaoxing has no hostility to Lin Ming at all. You can see what happened when Deng Xiaoxing met Lin Ming before. How can he deal with Lin Ming?"

The butcher laughed. "If the chief orders himself, then it's up to Deng Xiaoxing to deal with this boy."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Bingyuan moved in his heart: "have you come up with any good countermeasures?"

For a moment, the butcher didn't speak. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and saw a black light in the palm of his hand.

"This is..." in an instant, Zhang Bingyuan was stunned. Indeed, the black light made him feel numb. Even subconsciously, he stepped back a few times.

"It's the poison master's method," the butcher said with a smile. "It's called the light of death. It can manipulate the dead body. I swallowed a little bit when I fought with the poison master. Now, it's just useful..."

Then he looked at Zhang Bingyuan: "if the chief knows that someone around him is in the light of death, what will he think and do then?"

This time, Zhang Bingyuan suddenly understood the butcher's meaning. He couldn't help laughing and said, "good plan, good plan. At that time, as long as the chief is angry, he will let Deng Xiaoxing do it. With Deng Xiaoxing's strength, ten or 100 Lin Ming are not enough to die."

"What are you waiting for?" the butcher could not help showing some eagerness.

Looking at the back of the butcher and Zhang Bingyuan, Lin Ming can't help sneering, and then puts away his mobile phone.

Then one of them left.

When he reappeared, Lin Ming had already arrived at Fang's house.

It's true that he can't see the chief directly yet. Someone has to lead the way. Naturally, Fang Zeli is the best one.

Fang Zeli is naturally happy to see Lin Ming's sudden visit to the chief.

Indeed, before he asked Lin Ming to see the chief, Lin Ming refused to go for fear that he would be forced to stay.