Chapter 523 The killer dies

There was a sound of metal colliding, and the Japanese sword that was thrown was knocked away by the killer's short sword. Luo Zheng became even more angry, his tiger eyes flashed, and the other sword flew over without hesitation, and the force was like a rainbow. There was a faint sound of sonic boom, and the force of the hateful attack was so fierce.

The killer saw that Luo Zheng was completely clueless and even used the most threatening long sword as a hidden weapon. A cruel smile appeared on his indifferent face, as if he had a chance to win. In the flash of lightning, the saber accurately hit the Japanese sword and knocked it away. , the Japanese sword was powerful, and the killer felt a huge impact sweeping over him. He took two steps back, his center of gravity was a little unbalanced, his face darkened, and his eyes looked at Luo Zheng with a touch of caution.

At this glance, the killer noticed that Luo Zheng was smiling. He smiled coldly, as if some conspiracy had succeeded. He couldn't help but be suspicious. Suddenly, a black spot enlarged in his pupils. He didn't know what it was. He was startled and instinctively tilted his head. He dodged, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed another flash of black light flying towards him.

"Poof!" There was a sound of metal entering the flesh. The killer had just stabilized his center of gravity and felt a pain in his chest. He couldn't help but look down and saw that something had penetrated into the middle of the umbilical fossa, and a wisp of blood overflowed. The wound didn't look big, but it was painful. You know. It was definitely not a good thing, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. During this moment of hesitation, three more black lights shot over like lightning, in the shape of a "pin", with a faint whistling sound.

The killer hurriedly twisted his body to dodge, but found that his body seemed to be out of control. He could not perform the movements he was skilled in before, and his speed was much slower. He was shocked. The killer did not know that the center of the navel was the Shenque point. Being hit by Luo Zheng's fatal nail, hitting this position will impact the intercostal nerves, vibrate the intestines and bladder, damage the qi, and cause the body to malfunction.

The acupuncture technique combined with the deadly nails was surprisingly effective. One iron nail limited the killer's body reaction, and the other three iron nails flew over in a Z-shaped pattern and instantly sank into the killer's body. The killer's energy and blood stagnated, and his breathing changed. Feeling troubled, he looked at Luo Zheng in horror and found that Luo Zheng was standing still with a smug smile on his face.

"What have you done?" the killer roared in horror.

"Do you feel that your physical strength has disappeared, your body is weak, and your vitality is also decreasing?" Luo Zheng sneered. Seeing the killer's face as pale as paper and his whole body shaking, he knew that he had succeeded. Speaking of which, this was the first time he used iron nails to kill someone. Unexpectedly, the effect was good and he actually subdued a very powerful killer. Luo Zheng was very satisfied with the result and was not in a hurry to kill him.

"The hidden weapon is poisonous?" the killer asked in panic, looking at Luo Zheng with eyes filled with resentment.

"Poisonous?" Luo Zheng was startled, and then he realized what he was doing. He didn't bother to explain, and his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "I didn't expect that you are still here, causing troubles repeatedly and trying to kill me. You and I have no grievances. Why?"

"We are killers. We take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. There is nothing to say about killing or being killed. But too many people from the Samsara Organization have died at your hands. I am the general person in charge of the Huaxia District. I have received reports of the death of the organization. The order requires you to be eliminated. Either you die or I die." The other party said coldly, with a cruel smile on his face. He looked at Luo Zheng, chuckled, and continued: "Just wait for the headquarters. Let’s pursue them endlessly.”

Luo Zheng sneered indifferently. Regarding the pursuit of the Samsara Killer Organization, Luo Zheng had no time to worry. He pulled out his tiger fang saber. Thinking that Lan Xue and others' life and death were unknown, they must rush to support as soon as possible. No more wasting time, he walked towards the killer. , while saying: "You are a man, I'll give you a good time."

"Thank you." A look of gratitude appeared on the killer's pale face. As a killer, he has long expected to die, but he just doesn't know how to die. Being able to not be tortured before death is also a kind of happiness. The killer looked at Luo Zheng, who was walking calmly, and knew that his death was imminent. He suddenly felt a sense of relief and smiled, a smile that was a little wanton, a little bitter, and more sad.

Luo Zheng stopped, looked at the other party coldly, and treated him sternly. After a while, the killer, perhaps tired of laughing, said indifferently: "I won't give in even if I die in your hands. If possible, I would be willing to make friends with you." A friend is going to die anyway, so he doesn’t mind betraying the organization once and revealing some information to you. All this was arranged by the Song family. If you can, let me know after you kill the Song family."

"Song family?" Luo Zheng's face changed drastically, and he looked at the killer coldly, judging the authenticity of his words.

"That's right, the Song family." The killer said sarcastically: "The Song family wants to kill you, and we also want to kill you. Although I killed Song Yang, they are still willing to cooperate with me. The money they gave me will not be in vain. However, there is no evidence. Believe it or not, my death in your hands is more or less related to the Song family. Of course, I don’t blame them. As a killer, you have to be conscious of being killed. I just hope that you will burn some paper money in the future. Tell me so I don’t have any regrets.”

"Okay, I promise you." Luo Zheng said seriously with a serious look on his face.

The killer looked at Luo Zheng seriously. After making sure that Luo Zheng had not lied to him, he smiled, closed his eyes slightly and said: "As a courtesy, I will give you something. The organization will definitely fight back at all costs. As a descendant of China, although not What a good person, but I don’t want innocent people to be affected. There is something you need in safe No. 13 of Hua Xia Bank in Beijing. The password is the full spelling of Yan Shisan plus the number 13. I have some money. If you can, please send it to me. Sister, there are addresses and accounts in it, she is innocent, please don’t hurt her.”

"Your name is Yan Shisan? Why are you telling me this?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.

The other party slowly opened his eyes and said bitterly: "My surname is Yan, and I am ranked thirteenth in the organization. I can't say anything else. You are a real soldier. Soldiers have their own honor and beliefs. If I give the things to you, I Don’t worry, as for the reason, I just said it, believe it or not, just do it, don’t let me down.”

Luo Zheng suddenly remembered what the other party had said when he killed Song Yang, about looking down on people who betrayed the country's interests, etc. At that time, Luo Zheng thought that the other party was being mysterious, but now it seems that this guy really has his own principles and bottom line, and he can't help but believe it. The differences gave rise to a sense of respect. Everyone's positions were different, but it did not affect the sympathy between each other. Luo Zheng clenched his tiger fangs, took a step forward, and moved his hands like lightning.

In the void, streaks of swords passed through, and the cold light disappeared in a flash. Luo Zheng took a few steps back. The killer looked at Luo Zheng blankly and praised: "What a fast knife." As soon as he finished speaking, blood overflowed from his neck. Immediately afterwards, the killer's head began to break from the neck, and blood spurted out.

"Boom!" The killer collapsed into the river, his eyes filled with a smile of relief.