Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 388: Disintegrated into ashes

When the middle-aged man saw that something was not going well, he panicked and threw out a Five Elements Escape Talisman, turning himself into a ball of blue light and trying to escape.

He had no worries about having no firewood to burn the green hills, but he still thought bitterly in his heart: Sooner or later he would have to avenge this.

But Situ Huanzhu, who had long hated him and gritted his teeth, was not willing to let him escape. He raised his slender finger, and a dazzling blue light shot out, disappearing into the green light at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, the middle-aged man only felt an extremely cold force rushing into his spiritual sea. His body was unable to move in an instant. He slumped to the ground and struggled desperately. But what shocked him was that even a finger was missing.

Can't even move.

Out of hatred for the middle-aged man, Situ Huanzhu walked up to him, his jade face suddenly filled with murderous aura, and after a sneer, he said: "You can't let someone like you live!" After that, another cold light penetrated him.

"Ah -" the middle-aged man let out a miserable wailing sound, as if a huge force was swallowing his soul bit by bit, and his body was trembling in pain. But soon thousands of white and cool fluids suddenly poured out of his body.

His breath and flushed face gradually returned to calm, and the severe pain seemed to disappear immediately. What made him even more happy and excited was that he suddenly felt that his body was free again.

The middle-aged man didn't care to think about what happened. He was about to take the opportunity to escape, but as soon as he took a step, he was stunned. He felt that his heart suddenly beat wildly, as if he was about to burst his chest.

A sudden, sharp pain began, causing bursts of severe pain. The pain seemed to be even more severe than before.

"Uh-" The middle-aged man was sweating like rain on his forehead. He fell to his knees with a plop and pointed at Situ Huanzhu tremblingly. He was so weak that he couldn't even speak.

The terrible pain seemed to be getting exponentially worse with every passing minute. The middle-aged man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and trembled all over. He felt that the unimaginable and unbearable pain was coming in waves like peeling off cocoons, but it happened to him.

Shi didn't have the ability to resist at all, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. At this moment, he wished that it would be better to die immediately.

Suddenly, accompanied by a heart-rending cry, the middle-aged man's chest suddenly exploded. In a rain of blood, blue flames suddenly appeared all over his body, as if they were flames from hell, wrapping him in it.

It was burned, but nothing else was burned.

This scene is extremely weird.

The middle-aged man kept making that pitiful scream, and every scream burst out with endless pain and sorrow, as well as anger and despair. This kind of scream not only made the whole body tremble, but also truly felt

When it comes to real physical pain, the pain of the screamer seems to be contagious to the listener, causing his heart to feel a twinge of pain, and he seems to be unable to help but to open his mouth and shout to vent his heart, which should not exist in the first place, but

But the pain hit him amidst the screams.

The screams became lower and lower, gradually dying out, and the middle-aged man was quickly burned to ashes in the blue flames.

It's his misfortune. With his ability, he is invincible in modern society, and he is deeply appreciated and trusted by the organization. But he is unlucky. He encounters someone who is extremely familiar with various situations and techniques, and also possesses a treasure.

Situ Huanzhu, the Millennium Ghost Immortal with a spiritual weapon, was of course restrained in every way, and it was natural for him to be defeated.

Seeing this middle-aged man being burned to death by the blue flames, completely wiped out from this world, Situ Huanzhu finally felt a breath, opened his mouth and smiled, and said softly: "Haha

, let you taste the feeling of being wiped out in ashes!" After saying that, he turned around and wanted to take Qin Mei away, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and put away the Taoist robe that fell on the ground.

Then he left with satisfaction.

This is a good thing. Although I don’t know how to use it, it doesn’t stop me from dedicating it to my master, right?

When he thought that he had not only successfully completed the task assigned by his master, but also obtained such a treasure, his master would definitely praise him greatly and trust him more in the future. Situ Huanzhu felt so excited and joyful that he

Like a child, he wished he could return to his master immediately to claim credit from him.

In the darkness, Leng Binghan's heart trembled as he strode forward quickly. He made a mistake in his steps and suddenly became shorter. The whizzing bullets carrying the breath of death whizzed past from the sky - but it turned out to be two people.

The base personnel packed their belongings and were preparing to evacuate, but suddenly saw the intruder in the distance. Eager to do something, he hid beside a wall regardless of the danger. When Leng Binghan came over, he pulled the trigger and launched a killing blow.

From their point of view, wealth can be found in danger. No matter how powerful the intruder is, if they are calculating mentally and using a gun, they may be able to achieve extraordinary feats.

It's a pity that this is just their wishful thinking.

Leng Binghan lowered his figure, rolled a series of times, and arrived in front of the sneak attacker almost instantly. However, he only felt the wind blowing loudly in front of him, and the black gun butt smashed down viciously with a whistling sound. It turned out that the sneak attacker was not there.

Unexpectedly, Leng Binghan's reaction was so quick that he was able to avoid the sneak attack of bullets. When Leng Binghan arrived in front of him, it was too late to shoot, so he had to smash the butt of the gun down.

"You are so brave and careful to hide yourself, and your reaction is quick enough." Leng Binghan smiled coldly, with admiration in his heart, and his iron-like palm suddenly stretched out to grab the butt of the gun that was attacking madly.

Hold it tightly.

The sneak attacker was shocked and tried to snatch it back. Unexpectedly, the butt of the gun was in Leng Binghan's hand, motionless as if it had taken root. However, he made a prompt decision. Suddenly he let go of the gun, raised his right leg, and placed his right hand on his leg.

With a flash, under the reflection of the cold light, a cold dagger mixed with dazzling light stabbed fiercely towards Leng Binghan.

In the God Killing Base, no matter whether they are armed personnel or not, there are no mediocre people.

The opponent attacked forcefully, killing every move, but Leng Binghan remained calm. He raised his hand, blinked his eyes, and the light of the dagger suddenly dimmed, like a pearl falling into the mud.

The sneak attacker was horrified when he saw the dagger fall into Leng Binghan's hand. His four fingers pressed on the back of the knife, like a vise, tightly controlling the dagger.

Suddenly, a cold wind hit his face, sending a chilling chill straight down his muscles and bones. Another bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, and a cold blade with a terrifying bloodstain stabbed fiercely into Leng Binghan's chest.

Leng Binghan caught a glimpse of another big man with an ugly face that looked particularly ferocious under the light, his mouth wide open, and his fierce eyes like a nighthawk full of excitement.

Leng Binghan coldly snorted, and pulled hard with the hand holding the dagger. Suddenly, a huge force came out, causing the first sneak attacker to stagger, and he happened to be blocking the attack route of another big man.

The sharp knife hit the first attacker's abdominal cavity directly. He screamed in agony, blood burst out, and his face was already distorted under the severe pain.

Seeing that he accidentally injured his companion by mistake, the big man couldn't help but was stunned, but Leng Binghan jumped up high, crossed his legs and twisted them around his neck. He exerted force, and in the muffled and brief pitiful howl, there was a clear and crisp sound.

The sound of fractures could be clearly heard from the neck, and the sound of broken bones was far smaller than the screams.

But it sounded very clear. It was so clear that even a sharp needle-like chill would appear in the bone marrow. Everyone who heard it could not help but shudder deeply.

At the same time, Leng Binghan shook his wrist violently. The first attacker had been stabbed hard, and he felt that all his strength was disappearing. He was clenching his teeth to hold on. At this time, he felt the sharp pain in the tiger's mouth and was unable to let go.

, Leng Binghan was unyielding. He took a step forward with his left foot, shortened his stature, and bumped hard with his left shoulder, hitting the opponent's chest hard. The opponent was immediately knocked away by his thunder blow.

Leng Binghan succeeded in his move and did not chase after him. Time was precious now, and he was too lazy to spend any effort with the opponent. He casually threw away the sword and gun in his hand and galloped towards the destination.

However, under the impact of Leng Binghan, the sneak attacker felt as if he was hit by a high-speed train. His whole body felt like being struck by thunder, and he flew quickly towards the sloping wall not far away like a kite with a broken string.

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As he got closer, through the light, he could see clearly that the exposed steel bars in the broken wall were as jagged as canine teeth. They were aimed at his head, and under the light, they exuded a radiant glow.

Endless ferocity. But at this moment, he was like a moth to a flame, rushing into the arms of the God of Death. He wanted to resist, but his whole body was numb and he had no power to resist. He could only close his eyes helplessly and wait for death.

Suddenly, a strong hand suddenly grabbed one of his and pulled hard. The next moment, his body slid through an arc in the air, narrowly avoiding steel bars and glass, and fell into a

Warm embrace.

He opened his frightened eyes, only to see a face that was handsome but also endlessly cold.

"Mr. Cochran...it was you who saved...me," he said tremblingly. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a tightness in his chest, a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

However, Cochran seemed to be indifferent to his situation and just asked coldly: "Where is that man?"

"He hurt me. He just left. Save me..." His rapid breathing suddenly became slower and lighter, and his eyes gradually became distracted.

However, a cruel smile appeared on Cochran's lips, he turned him away, and in a flash, he chased Leng Binghan.

The man fell heavily to the ground, twisted a few times, and uttered a few weak sounds for help, but his voice gradually became lower and eventually fell silent. Not to mention the harsh knife,

Even Leng Binghan's violent collision just now had already injured his internal organs. Of course, if he was treated in time, he might still be able to save his life.