Wen Yang heard Xiaoz's words, but he still stubbornly wanted to save Chen Jing.

"Xiaoz, I know Chen Jing has harmed Mao Tangtang, but Chen Jing has been with us for so many years, and I must save her."

"Since you are afraid, then don't worry. I will bear all the consequences myself."

“…”

After saying these words, Wen Yang took out the scalpel and threw it out without giving Xiaoz a time to speak.

"Wen Yang, you are so brave."

"You're crazy!?..."

Xiaoz yelled in horror, then pulled Wen Yang over and protected him behind him, and looked at Di Ming timidly in a blink of an eye.

Not only Xiaoz, but even Qianye and Wen Yan, who were a little far away from them, saw the scalpel flying towards Di Ming.

After a second of fear, he ran to block Wen Yang, looking scared and alert.

In contrast, Emperor Ming...

His right hand still pinched his calm neck effortlessly, and there was something more in his left hand, which was Wen Yang's scalpel.

Di Ming turned the scalpel in his hand, narrowed his eyes suddenly, raised his hand and inserted the scalpel into the scar on his calm face.

The bright red blood gushed out in an instant, and the color of the blood made Di Ming excited and made Di Ming want to kill more and more.

Already reached the threshold of death, I was dying and quiet.

After being stabbed by Di Ming like this, the heart-wrenching pain actually aroused her survival**.

Because of the pain, my calm pupils turned into rolling my eyes and my body struggled violently.

At this time, Di Ming, who was covered in blood, looked at the quiet struggle as if he enjoyed it.

Slowly, Di Ming frowned and began to dislike him.

Then Di Ming raised his hand in disgust and pulled out the scalpel on Chen Jing's face. He used force to cut off Chen Jing's neck with his right hand.

——This thing is so ugly, but his cat is cute.

The quietness was thrown on the ground like a garbage dumped by Di Ming.

She died with her eyes wide open, her head could only be slightly hung on her body, and the blood skeleton on her face penetrated the back of her head, and her death was extremely miserable and terrifying.

The hidden corridor also became completely quiet because of the quiet death.

The smoky and nauseating bloody smell and Di Ming's bloodthirsty eyes made Xiaoz and others frightened.

Xiaoz stepped forward with weak legs and plucked up his courage to speak: "**, Wen Yang is not... he is not going to hurt you, he is just anxious for a moment."

"Can you let him go?"

“…”

Xiaoz's explanation is meaningless to Di Ming.

The bloodthirsty inside Di Ming made him look up rashly at Xiao Z, and the scalpel in his hand turned around like before.

Seeing this, Xiaoz and several others were out of control and took a few steps back in fear.

Di Che, who was lying on the ground, secretly complained that he could not let A Ming kill anyone anymore.

Di Che, who was anxious, could only take a gamble and shouted out loud: "A Ming, Tangtang is coming."

“…”

Hearing this sentence, Di Ming turned his gaze and looked at the entrance of the corridor.

The eyes that had been cruel and bloodthirsty gradually turned into fear.

what to do?

He promised his cat that he would not hurt anyone, but he had already injured one and killed one.

Otherwise, he would move faster and kill them all? In this way, he would die without evidence.

...

Di Che, who was very grateful at this time, had he known Di Ming's brain circuit different from ordinary people.

Di Che would definitely beat his chest and stamp his feet, and would shout to death.
Chapter completed!