Nightmare Attack

When he saw the president clutching his abdomen in mid-air, a ferocious smile appeared on Shao Tong's face, which was tense due to pain. Sure enough, he guessed right. He and the president were in a subtle situation. symbiotic relationship.

"Shao Tong... Shao Tong, he's awake!" The fat man covered his injured arm, but his attention was completely attracted by Shao Tong.

"It's that underworld insect!" Wu Yingying suddenly said, "Although that underworld insect did not kill Shao Tong, it penetrated the barrier. Shao Tong can now see the scene outside, and the underworld insect will also kill what happened outside. Things were passed on to him.”

This was also the first time Jiang Cheng and others learned the name of the butterfly. It turned out to be called the underworld insect, and the name was very appropriate. After all, in the eyes of everyone, the ice-blue butterfly was like the messenger of the underworld, harvesting a butterfly in the most elegant way. A life.

"If you continue like this, you will die." The president stared at Shao Tong coldly, his tone somewhere between warning and concern.

The smile on Shao Tong's face became even bigger. He narrowed his eyes comfortably, and the physical pain seemed to become insignificant at this moment. "Huh--, I can understand... is the president pleading with me?"

"You are no longer of use to me. After this incident, I can let you go." After a pause, the president continued: "Of course, if you are willing to stay, then I will be happy to invite you to officially join the Night Watch.

The president's stiff face softened a lot, and at least he looked more sincere, "If you have any concerns, I can swear on the three words of the night watchman."

Before he could finish speaking, the President's expression suddenly changed. He grasped his abdomen with his hands. Shao Tong slowly tightened the wooden stubble that had penetrated his abdomen, and then twisted it bit by bit. Blood continued to gush out from the wound. His snow-white teeth were also stained red with blood. Shao Tong grinned and smiled unbridled, with tears in his eyes. "My noble president, you... you are not joking, are you? The words "night watchman" appear. Is there any integrity left today?”

The president also smiled gloomily at the mocking smile. He would never ask for help, let alone such a despicable thing.

"If I lose, I will die, but so will you. You just want a real life, don't you? I can give it to you." The president took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice as steady as possible.

Shao Tong suppressed his smile and couldn't help but sigh, "What a luxury. In your opinion, it is a gift for people like us to really live for once..."

The president's patience was being exhausted little by little. Wu Zai was not far away, looking for an opportunity to attack. "Then what do you want?" The president's tone became colder.

"I want you dead!"

The suppressed emotions completely broke out at this moment, and Shao Tong's eyes were red and bleeding.

He roared hysterically, wishing that every word would turn into a knife and his body would be cut into thousands of pieces. The scene suddenly became Shao Tong's home field. He complained with grief and anger, and his anger was completely ignited. Fatty In a trance, I seemed to see countless innocent souls standing behind Shaotong who had been abandoned, deceived and strangled.

At least at this moment, Fatty believed that Shao Tong was not complaining for himself, but for those poor people who had the same experience as him over the years.

The president's face became extremely ugly. He wanted to rush down now, control Shao Tong, and block his mouth, but he couldn't because he was locked tightly. As long as he moved, the knife would be Will chop at him without hesitation.

"Brother Shaotong, don't worry. As long as we kill the president, you will be free. We are the same team wherever you want to go!" After confirming that Shaotong could hear the sounds outside, Jiang Cheng faced Shao Tong shouted.

"Shut up!" Shao Tong didn't give any face to Jiang Cheng and was almost angry. "Jiang Cheng, you are not a good person. When it comes to conspiracy and calculation, you are on par with the one above. I believe you." What a ghost!"

Being yelled at by Shao Tong, Jiang Cheng touched his nose in embarrassment. His original intention was to let Shao Tong hurry up and stab himself a few more times. When the president was extremely weak, he would then take action without hesitation. Defeat him in one fell swoop, so Shao Tong might still have a chance to survive.

But as Wu Yingying said, even if Shao Tong could survive, his body wouldn't be able to support it for long.

But Jiang Cheng is sincere about one thing. After completely wiping out the Night Watchmen, he will return Shao Tong's freedom as promised, even if it is only a short period of freedom. After all, in a sense, he and Shao Tong are the same, they are tired of being deceived. .

Several puppets guarding outside the barrier changed their directions one after another. Facing Shao Tong, they seemed eager to try. Shao Tong also knew that the last moment had come. He reluctantly pulled out the broken table leg and pointed the sharp wooden stubble at it. Aiming at his own throat, "Jiang Cheng, promise me something!" he yelled.

"You say it, and I listen!"

Jiang Cheng answered him with the same loud voice. At this moment, he knew that Shao Tong had made his final choice, and he had great respect for such a person.

"You can't keep your promise to set me free, but my friends are still trapped in Area 13. Promise me to bring them out and set them free!"

"I promise you!" Jiang Cheng responded to him hoarsely.

After hearing Jiang Cheng's affirmative answer, Shao Tong stabbed the stubble into his throat. Five puppets tried to stop him at the same time, but they were a step too late. Blood spurted out. Shao Tong's trembling hands used his last strength to twist. , the whole person fell to the ground, as the vitality in his eyes slowly dissipated, a life withered.

At the same time, the president in mid-air was also suffering great pain. The five puppets fell to the ground together, and the strange black mist barrier completely collapsed. The president could no longer stabilize his figure and fell from the air. As he fell, he covered his throat with his hands. A large amount of blood continued to spurt out from the wounds, mouth and nose, and it was like a rain of blood fell in the sky.

Wu took action brazenly, and a snow-white sword light pierced the darkness, and the sharp blade would cut him in half.

As soon as he landed, half of the president's body stopped moving, and his hands continued to cover his throat. The arrogance in his two silver eyes was gone, and instead they were filled with disbelief and deep regret. fear.

The president is dead, and he cannot die anymore. With the death of the president, this Bliss Tower, filled with sin and despair, also ushered in its end. Huge shocks came, and huge cracks appeared. Spreading along the ground and climbing up the walls, like a huge spider web.

The long-lost light shone through the cracks, dispelling the darkness and confusion in the building. The ghost building collapsed with a huge shattering sound.

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