Chapter 4041: Death of Pang Feiming

"This... how is this possible?" Bai Mingjing looked at Pang Feiming, who was bleeding endlessly. He couldn't believe that Pang Feiming could actually give his life for a person like Pang Hao.

Obviously he is so dull, greedy for life and fear of death.

"Why are you doing this? You know he should have died long ago." Bai Mingjing looked at the dying Pang Feiming, very puzzled.

Pang Feiming smiled laboriously, and he bleeds more fiercely because of the wound: "You won't understand, I only have...I only have this relative."

"I don't want... I don't want to live alone... alone in this world."

"Jiawei, you come to stop the bleeding, and then let Chengwei take it away." In the middle of the week, he instructed Jiawei to treat his injuries, and he took Wang Wei and Chen Mo to continue tracking Pang Hao. Now he should not be far away. .

But who knew that Zhou Zhong was about to turn around, but Pang Feiming jumped up and hugged Zhou Zhong's waist tightly, making it difficult for Zhou Zhong to move.

"What are you doing? Let go! If you continue like this, you will die!"

Looking at his clothes that were gradually dyed red in the middle of the week, it was enough to imagine that Pang Feiming was already seriously injured, and the wound would crack and bleed whenever he moved.

"In the middle of the week, I will tell you that all of this is done by my master...has nothing to do with Pang Hao."

"It's me...I came up with an idea to let the cyborgs destroy Tianque City."

"I also helped him pretend to be the lord of the city and put the people under house arrest in the city..."

"It's all my idea. I want to fight or kill at will, but... please... let my father go."

Pang Feiming was extremely angry after speaking, but before he heard Zhou Zhong let go, he still didn't let go of the hands that held Zhou Zhong tightly.

Looking at his shirt that had been completely infiltrated with blood in the middle of the week, he was very emotional, but Pang Hao still wanted to catch it.

Pang Feiming was already at the end of the battle. He didn't wait for the answer in the middle of the week before letting go, and fell down again without his breath. In the end, he didn't close his eyes.

Zhou Zhongxiao lowered his body, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Karma, one person is responsible for doing things. You, go all the way well."

After talking about the middle of the week, they took Chen Mo, Wang Wei, and Fatty to search in four directions. Several people agreed to use the signal smoke as the signal, and whoever found Pang Hao would start the signal smoke.

But Pang Hao can change into anything. They searched for a long time in the middle of the week but found nothing. Looking at the different faces from all sides in Zhou Zhong, he couldn't help but fall into thought.

"Captain, what should I do? I have no idea at all." Fatty and the others searched for two days, and finally couldn't find it anymore. They found almost every place in Tianque City, but Pang Hao seemed to be missing. There is no trace.

Chen Mo also said: "Yeah, when will we find it if we keep searching like this? Are we going to Fata yet?"

"..."

There is no way in the middle of the week. If you want to find Pang Hao, you can only let Pang Hao show up, otherwise no one can catch him.

So the question now is: "How can he show himself?"

Zhou Zhong and Bai Mingjing looked at the information in Shan Junbo's hands, and thought of Pang Feiming, who was already dead, and had an idea in their hearts.

On the next day, a message came out from the city. The sign was posted with a portrait of Pang Feiming, and it was noted below: See you in Zizhulin within three days.

Most people don't understand what it means, but Pang Hao knows what it means. He knows that Pang Feiming fell into Zhou Zhong's hands in order to save him.

If you can't see him within three days, then Pang Feiming will be executed. If he doesn't want his son to die, then he can only go to the appointment.

The deformed Pang Hao, wearing a big straw hat, looked at the photo on the notice and clenched his fists tightly.

And Zhou Zhongzhong only felt that if Pang Feiming could die for Pang Hao, then he hoped that Pang Hao would not be so unkind.

Fortunately, Huang Tian did his best and waited for Pang Hao to recover his body in the Zizhu Forest in the middle of the week.

"Where is my son?" Pang Hao turned his head and looked around, but didn't find Pang Feiming's shadow, so he had to look at Zhou Zhong, staring and asking.

In the middle of the week, he took out an urn and looked at Pang Hao: "In order to save you, he gave his young life."

"What? How could it be?" Pang Hao was unwilling to admit this fact. "My son is still so young, why can't that be gone?"

"Sorry for you." In the middle of the week, he handed the urn to him. "You can also confess your sins quickly, or your son will die in vain."

Pang Hao took the urn and placed it gently on the ground, then rushed towards Zhou Zhong without saying a word.

"You murderer, I want to avenge my son!"

Looking at Pang Hao's red eyes in the middle of the week, he blocked him and said: "If I win, you have to obediently surrender."

Pang Hao didn't take this set: "Don't think about it! Today I will let you pay for it."

After that, Pang Hao's movements became even sharper. Both punches and blows went straight to the fatal point in the middle of the week, and did not dare to neglect in the middle of the week. Bai Mingjing and the others were waiting outside the Zizhu Forest, and they would not know Pang Hao had come in for a while.

Gradually, Pang Hao's physical strength became weaker and weaker, and he could only drag and avoid frontal contact.

In the middle of the week, he was thinking about how to capture him alive and hand it to Shan Junbo. After a moment of stunned effort, Pang Hao's eyes lit up: "Son!"

Zhou Zhong looked behind him, and at this moment, Pang Hao hit Zhou Zhong's back with a palm. He passed out in a coma in the middle of the week.

"Captain? Captain? Where are you?" Pang Haogang wanted to reach out and ended the week, he heard Bai Mingjing's voice coming not far away.

So Pang Hao dragged the middle of the week into the bushes next to him, and became the appearance of the middle of the week, limping towards Bai Mingjing.

"Spiegel... I am here."

When Bai Mingjing saw that "Zhou Zhong" was injured, he greeted him anxiously, helping "Zhou Zhong" to go outside.

"Is Pang Hao here?"

"Ok."

"Then he ran away again?"

"Yes, he is too difficult to grasp." Pang Hao leaned on Bai Mingjing's shoulder, and looked at the urn in his hand again: "Mingjing, do you have medicine? I hurt..."

Bai Mingjing looked at the pitiful "Zhou Zhong" and felt his fragility for the first time. Without saying anything, he let go of "Zhou Zhong" and knelt down to find medicine.

But she didn't notice that after she squatted down, "Zhong Zhou" raised the dagger in her hand towards her.