Nightmare Attack

"It's you!"

A murderous intent flashed across Zhu Jie's eyes. Standing in front of her was a woman in her 40s, with slightly dark skin and soft facial features, making her feel very comfortable.

The woman's name is Zhang Ting, and she claims to be a music teacher. She conceals her work very well, and once brought hot water to her frightened companion.

Now that Tang Qisheng knew that he was being tricked, this second-generation Crimson was waiting here just to wait for the two of them to find the way for her.

"Okay, you can go." Zhang Ting looked at the two of them with a natural tone as if she was in her own home.

Tang Qisheng stared at her, guarding against any misfortune that might arise at any time, "Go? Where are you going?"

"Of course, leave here, go back, go back to the world that belongs to you. The door outside is real, and you should be able to feel it." Sighing, Zhang Ting's attitude was rare and more sincere, "I don't want to Hurting you, your nature is not bad, but you have been tricked into boarding a pirate ship, and you are not guilty of death."

Tang Qisheng, who stood in front of Zhu Jie, was taken aback for a moment, almost amused, what was the situation, the second generation of Crimson commented that his nature was not bad, and he had to be lenient and let himself go.

"Are you okay? You are the villain, okay?" Zhu Jie couldn't figure out what the other party was planning. "I will give you the same thing. I see that your nature is not bad. As long as you leave quickly today, we will not be with you." You are the enemy."

Hearing this, Zhang Ting's eyes darkened, and her demeanor became colder, "Confused! Jiangcheng Wang Fugui is a member of Crimson. They do all kinds of evil and harm innocent people. Are you going to accompany them on their way to ruin?"

"Ah?" Now Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie were a little confused. They thought the other party was putting on airs at first, but now, Zhang Ting's face was serious, it didn't look like he was pretending.

"No, it's true that they are crimson, but you are also crimson. Also, they don't seem to be committing serious crimes..."

Zhang Ting interrupted her before she finished speaking, "What nonsense are you talking about? You've all been brainwashed by them. I'm from the Night Watch Special Forces. The meaning of our existence is to clean up Crimson thoroughly!"

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie, who came and went again and again, also understood a little bit. It seemed that Zhang Ting in front of her didn't know her true identity. She was the one who was brainwashed. I didn't know that the codename given to them by the night watchman was also crimson.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more anxious, the two sides refused to give in to each other, Zhang Ting flicked her cuffs, and there was a gleaming scalpel in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Tang Qisheng kicked off the sign beside the elevator, three times and five divisions, and there was an extra wooden stick in his hand, and two rusty iron nails were embedded in the front end of the wooden stick.

After seeing the movements in Zhang Ting's hands, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party could not borrow the door's ability for the time being.

"Last chance? Go, or not go?" Zhang Ting clenched the scalpel and approached the two step by step.

Zhu Jie stopped Tang Qisheng who was about to strike, looked at Zhang Ting who was approaching, and said hesitantly, "Are you really going to let us go?"

"We night watchmen keep our word, we only kill Crimson." Zhang Ting did not hesitate.

"Okay, let's go then."

Zhu Jie pulled Tang Qisheng, and the two walked against one side of the wall, while Zhang Ting, holding a scalpel, stared at them on the other side.

When the distance between the two groups was only two meters, Zhu Jie suddenly stood up, and then pulled out an iron hook from the flower plate under his feet at a very fast speed.

This iron hook was originally inserted in the soil of the flower pot. It is not big, and it seems to be the kind used to loosen the soil.

The two cooperated tacitly and rushed towards Zhang Ting from left to right without any nonsense. Tang Qisheng had been accumulating energy for a long time, and the wooden stick in his hand was waving like the wind, and the end with the nails slammed towards Zhang Ting's head fiercely.

The life-and-death fight is a life-and-death fight, even if Zhang Ting was deceived by the night watchman, she can be regarded as a victim to some extent, so she doesn't care so much now.

However, Zhang Ting was obviously well prepared. With a strange sway of her body, she dodged Tang Qisheng's attack in an instant. Just as she was about to fight back with a scalpel, Zhu Jie's attack also arrived.

Zhang Ting flipped her wrist, and the blade cut through Zhu Jie's arm, and Zhu Jie's attack also landed on Zhang Ting's body. The not-so-sharp hook cut through her clothes, leaving three bloodstains on her shoulder.

Seeing that Zhu Jie was injured, Tang Qisheng's eyes turned red instantly. He raised the wooden stick in his hand and threw it at Zhang Ting. Into flesh and blood.

Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Ting stabbed Tang Qisheng's backhand with a backhand knife, then pulled it out quickly, and stabbed it towards the abdomen. Tang Qisheng punched Zhang Ting in the face, raised his knee suddenly, and hit Zhang Ting with one knee. Ting fell down and hit the wall heavily on her back.

However, this also exhausted Tang Qisheng's strength. He clutched his bleeding abdomen, even though his eyes were full of unwillingness, he could only stagger and fall down.

Zhang Ting's body looks weak, but her ability to resist blows is much stronger than Zhu Jie's. Without Tang Qisheng's support, Zhu Jie was quickly knocked down, and her forehead was cut with a scalpel, covered by sticky blood Hold the line of sight.

Before Zhu Jie could struggle to get up, Zhang Ting rushed over and stomped on Zhu Jie's left wrist holding the iron hook.

Zhang Ting was not feeling well at the moment, with multiple injuries all over her body. There was still a wooden stick hanging on her back, and two iron nails were still stuck on her back. She was panting, and a killing intent appeared in her eyes. , she glanced back at Tang Qisheng, he fell to the ground, his body motionless, a puddle of blood oozed from his body.

"Qisheng!"

Zhu Jie turned his head~www.wuxiamtl.com~Looking at Tang Qisheng's body, all thoughts were lost for a moment, as if fate had played a big joke with them, they had just seen hope, but everything came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Ting pressed Zhu Jie's body with her knees, stabbed Zhu Jie's leg with a knife, and slowly twisted the handle of the knife. The face that had been hit hard was full of ferocity, "I gave you a chance, you asked for it of!"

Pulling out the knife, just as Zhang Ting was about to end Zhu Jie, a figure rushed from behind and threw Zhang Ting to the ground.

"Ahhhhh!" Tang Qisheng, who was covered in blood, strangled Zhang Ting's neck and restrained her to the ground.

Zhang Ting wanted to fight back with a knife, but Zhu Jie, who was limping on one leg, also rushed over, grabbed the blade with his remaining right hand, and then opened his mouth to bite Zhang Ting's wrist holding the knife fiercely. It would be so crazy that it almost bit off Zhang Ting's tendons, grabbed the scalpel and stabbed Zhang Ting's body like crazy.

The arm muscles tensed, and Tang Qisheng roared, "click", breaking Zhang Ting's neck.

(end of this chapter)