What the hell did he do? How could there be such a strong murderous intent and such overbearing destructive power? Is this the sword twenty-three he mentioned?

The expression of the man in the white coat became more and more serious. He felt that he was locked in a small airtight space. The space was so small that he could hardly breathe, and he couldn't even struggle. Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he could only stare blankly at the other party's strange soul walking towards him step by step.

But as the distance got closer, the man in the white coat only felt that it was getting more and more difficult for him to breathe, and his hands and feet seemed to be bound by an invisible shackle, and he was completely unable to move. As he drew closer again, he could clearly feel the murderous intent on his body.

There seemed to be many invisible sharp swords dancing all the time on his body. The man in the white coat could clearly see that an ant desperately dragging food over there changed instantly after he passed by. It became two pieces, a small grass that was desperately absorbing the nectar, and after he walked by, the water-absorbing root was cut off in an instant.

In short, wherever he walked, it has become a lifeless dead end, and he is slowly extending this dead end!

As if walking a very long distance, Ito Yoshitake's soul finally came to the man in white coat whose eyes were full of solemn expressions, and then he stretched out his hand.

The man in the white coat looked at the hand. It seemed to be a transparent hand that could be seen through, and in the middle of the hand was holding a sword, a sword whose entire body was shining with a white light. .

Then the man in the white coat saw clearly that the sharp edge of the sword was gradually piercing his chest.

"No!" he yelled in his heart.

He tried his best to stretch out his hand to resist, but for some reason, his body couldn't move at all from just now until now, as if the acupuncture points in his body were sealed.

The next second, there was a soft "Hiss!", and the man in the white coat clearly saw that the sword pierced his clothes, then pierced his skin, pierced his flesh, and then the sword edge Still moving forward gradually, piercing towards his heart bit by bit...

Really dying? The man in the white coat looked at the sword that went in bit by bit, felt the pain that he had never felt before, looked at the blood oozing from his chest, and already had an expression of unwillingness on his face, how could he die? The big revenge has not been reported, the big event has not been settled, and the plan has been planned for more than ten years and has gone through all kinds of hardships. It is finally going to succeed, how can I die?

He really wanted to look back at his son, he knew that his son was staring at his back with complicated eyes,

I also know that he must be very upset right now.

However, what is usually easy to look back at is now an extravagant wish and wishful thinking for him. No matter what efforts he makes, he can't move in a daze.

He clearly felt that the blade had pierced through his flesh and reached his heart, as long as he moved forward a little, it would directly pierce his heart!

Between the lightning and flint, the man in the white coat was relieved, he smiled, and smiled frankly! They are going to die anyway, why don't you leave with a smile? At least when those who care about themselves come to collect the body for themselves, they can see that they actually walked very peacefully and without pain at all... But who cares about themselves? Bull head and horse noodles? Apprentice Miffy? Or Huang Yu who has been unable to see through?

Will Qiangwei and the child... cry when they see me dead?

"Qiangwei, child, don't hate me... don't hate me... I'm sorry for you in this life..." The man in the white coat wriggled desperately, "In the next life...the next life..."

"Pfft!" The sword that other people couldn't see with the naked eye pierced his heart fiercely, and the pupils of the man in the white coat shrank instantly.

"Judge..." An exclamation sounded, and two white shadows appeared there, with disheveled hair, and the tattered white coat with bull's head and horse's face appeared there.

Immediately, Niutou jumped at the man in the white coat, and supported him whose chest was already stained red with blood and his body was crumbling, while Mamian punched Ito Yoshitake who was standing there fiercely.

The next second, with a muffled "bang!", Ito Yoshitake was punched hard in the chest, and he flew upside down, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, his body fell onto the rubbish pile, but he stood up again very quickly.

"Go to hell!" Ma Mian raised his fist and hit him again.

"Come back..." the man in the white coat said weakly.

Mamian's movements froze for an instant, while Ito Yoshitake's expression changed, and he squinted his eyes to look at the man in the white coat, and then looked at the man in the white coat standing there like an idiot. Li Zedao, and then disappeared there in a flash.

"Cough cough..." Judge coughed violently, and the extra blood hole in his chest was like a spring, and the bull's head supporting him couldn't be blocked no matter what.

"Judge..." Ma Mian, who had already returned, changed his face wildly when he saw this.

Li Zedao in the station simply became an idiot, staring blankly at the extra blood hole on the judge's chest, at the two people who had met for several times and even saw it in the ruins for the first time. The zombie who almost died in their hands was scrambling over there, sprinkled powder on the blood hole in the judge's chest, took out some black pills, and stuffed them into the judge's mouth...

What's going on here? What happened? Didn't he just blow Ito Yoshitake away with one fist? After that, the two didn't have any fights, they just stood face to face and you looked at me and I looked at you. Why did he fall down? Why is there such a big blood hole in his chest, and the blood can't be stopped no matter what? When did this happen?

"It's useless... help me pull... off the cloth on my face..." the judge said, looking at the bull's head and horse's face, endless blood gushing on his chest, like bright roses in full bloom.

Hearing this, Niutou and Mamian quickly tore off the white cloth covering his face with their blood-soaked hands.

This is an extremely handsome face, but at this time, this face is terribly pale, without any rosy color, and the corners of his mouth are constantly oozing blood, but he is grinning, watching Li Zedao laughing .

Li Zedao looked at this face, looked at this bloodless smile, looked at his caring eyes, and his mind was even more pounding, as if he had been struck by lightning, like a dead grass leaf Sitting on the ground paralyzed, his eyes were dazed, as if he had lost all his soul in an instant.

"I... am going to die..." The judge grinned at Li Zedao.

"Judge...Judge..." Niutou and Mamian beat their chests and stamped their feet, the sound was like a heavy drum, and they burst into tears.

Li Zedao looked at him with an idiot face, he had already lost the ability to speak.

"I have a...cough cough..." After coughing violently, blood flowed down from his ears, nose and mouth like a torrential rain.

He was gasping for breath, but he was laughing, with blood pouring down like raindrops, and his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at the stunned Li Zedao: "Very...a lot of regrets...the biggest regret is...is...not being able to listen to you Call me... dad... child... you... you can call me... okay?"

"Boom!" As if struck by lightning again, Li Zedao's body trembled violently, his face was even more bloodless, his eyes were wide open as if they might fall out at any time.

"Okay... okay..." The judge looked at Li Zedao with extremely gentle eyes, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

"You...didn't you fucking hear what the judge said?" Niutou yelled at Li Zedao, his shriveled face was full of murderous looks, if he hadn't had to support the judge's body, he would have gone to live a long time ago It beat him to death.

"Don't...talk...to my son..." the judge said weakly, "So...in the future...what he said will be...my words...you...you..."

"Dad..." Li Zedao's lips moved slightly, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he rushed forward like crazy, tears were like a broken dam. He pushed the bull's head and the horse's face away like crazy, then hugged him, touched his face, and touched his hair.

blood! Bloody blood! The blood of my own father!

"Thank you...thank you...thank you for recognizing me...this...irresponsible...father...father..."

"No...don't say it...don't say it..." Li Zedao cried like a helpless child, hugging him tightly, "yes...yes...I know some medical skills...I This will help you... stop the bleeding... don't worry..."

But no matter how Li Zedao helped him tap the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, the blood still kept pouring out from the blood hole in his chest.

The judge's eyes gradually became dizzy, and his palms were as cold as snow. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Zedao and said, "If you have a chance, sue...tell your mother...I...I'm sorry for her...I...love her very much... I will marry her in my next life..."

The sound stopped abruptly, his eyes closed reluctantly, and the hand that was trying to touch his son fell down feebly, and the whole space instantly fell into an extremely strange dead silence.

"Dad...Dad..." Li Zedao whispered twice, and then his face was neither sad nor happy, as if he had become an idiot.

Yes, Li Zedao has indeed become an idiot. He couldn't accept the facts in front of him, and he didn't want to accept the facts in front of him.

They haven't really met each other yet, and he still has doubts in his heart, how could he die? How can he die? How can he die?

"Ah... ah..." Li Zedao suddenly hugged the judge's body tightly, hissed and burst into tears again.

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