There was no grace or warmth in that stab.
He seemed to be very heartless.
It pierced through the back, through the flesh and the gaps in the skeleton, the vital organs, and then revealed the blood-stained blade from the chest.
It was a beautiful heart-piercing stab!
This was a fatal attack, without any consideration for feelings, and without the slightest bit of mercy. When the knife was stabbed out, it did not think that the person who was stabbed could still live.
The person who sneaked up on him stabbed him cleanly, and Jiang Junling also died cleanly.
There was not much time to react, and there was not the slightest bit of defense. From the moment he saw the tip of the knife that should not have come out of his chest to the moment his body lost strength and fell to the ground, he could not say much during the process. He could not even complete a sentence of condemnation.
Jiang Junling was dead!
In the most humiliating way!
He was stabbed in the back by the person he trusted the most, and died with a single blow.
If the Underworld held a celebration to welcome the Mid-Autumn Festival and chose the person who died the most aggrieved death this year, the only person who could defeat Jiang Junling would be his master, Song Zanyang. The only person who could challenge Song Zanyang's throne would probably be Jiang Junling — the master and disciple would firmly occupy the top two places on the list of humiliation.
Jiang Junling, this was really — a person worthy of being written about. He became famous at a young age, his outstanding talent, his heroic appearance, his scandal with Qin Yitian —
He was not the eldest son of the General family, but he suppressed his brother and many of the younger generation of the family to the point where they could not lift their heads.
He had never lost before he met Fang Yan, but he had never won after meeting Fang Yan —
It had to be admitted that there was indeed a fact in this world that everything had its vanquisher, and a person had its vanquisher.
Jiang Junling and Fang Yan were the best examples.
An ambitious person of a generation had fallen!
His unwillingness, his anger, the blueprint in his heart, his lofty ideals — and his hatred, all turned to dust at this moment. No one cared about what he had thought before, he was already a dead man anyway.
The winter wind was a little dry and cold, but the atmosphere was even colder.
Not only did Jiang Junling not expect it, but Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan also didn't expect it. Of course, in Baili Lu's opinion, Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan had low IQs, so they didn't expect it to be possible.
However, Baili Lu didn't expect that the situation would develop like this. This was more exciting and shocking than the Snake Lord poisoning his sister with a fire scorpion.
Because they were too surprised, they didn't realize what had happened until Jiang Junling's body fell on the beach.
Li Ya, who had removed the danger of the gene handcuffs exploding, forgot to escape. Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan, who were captured, forgot to counterattack. Bai Lilu forgot to make a move. Those Black Ji people and those worshippers raised by Jiang Junling actually forgot to take revenge.
"Kill." The gloomy man's voice rang out again.
As he spoke, he had already cut off the neck of a man in black next to him.
The long knife drew a beautiful arc in the air, then quickly fell, and stabbed into the neck of a man in black who had just reacted and was ready to fight back.
He took the lead, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and madly killed the men in black who used to be his companions.
Baili Lu finally reacted and shouted, "Go."
He punched out with both fists, and the two men in black who were holding Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan raised their guns and wanted to fight back. Their heads flew up, like a beautiful parabola.
And the pistols that were in their hands just now had actually fallen into Baili Lu's hands.
Pa pa pa —
Baili Lu pulled the trigger and madly shot at the men in black who had no leader and still didn't understand what had happened.
Fang Haohan regained his freedom and immediately rushed towards Li Ya.
Li Ya was the only woman at the scene who didn't have the ability to protect herself. Fang Haohan was worried that she would be in danger in this fierce fight.
Fang Yingying's body rolled on the ground, picked up a pistol that had fallen, and shot the crotch of a man in black. Don't ask why he shot the crotch. When he got up from the ground, the muzzle just happened to be aimed at that undignified position.
The bastard who had just forced him to urge the snake to attack, and shouted for him to kill his enemy, actually died so quickly in front of him. The scene in front of him changed too quickly, and it made Fang Haohan feel very unreal.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Jiang Junling was already dead.
That was the general's order, the general's order that everyone knew, the general's order that was full of schemes, the general's order that was on par with Qin Yitian's — Forget it, I'm not going to say that slogan anymore. That young mistress of the Qin family would definitely not like it.
That was Fang Yan's archenemy, Jiang Junling, who was also the young master of the general family who hated and killed Fang Yan for several years — such a person was stabbed through with a knife?
Even if he was also at the scene, Snake Lord couldn't believe what he saw.
However, he still had to react.
He said that he wanted Jiang Junling to suffer the pain of thousands of snakes biting his heart — a man should keep his word. If he said he would treat you to KFC, he would never treat you to McDonald's.
Therefore, Snake Lord blew the "Fighting Snake Song", urging the densely packed snake formation to crawl toward the General Ling's body, which gave people goosebumps all over their bodies.
Hiss, hiss, hiss —
The scene was too horrible to look at!
Seeing Snake Lord's reaction, Baili Lu immediately felt that the power in his body was out of control.
Now that the enemy was right in front of them, and there were still many of Jiang Junling's henchmen and the group of men in black with weapons in their hands hadn't been dealt with — Fang Yan, that idiot, actually drove the snake formation to deal with a corpse?
But thinking of the misunderstanding just now and his unforgettable hatred for Jiang Junling, he could only forgive his stupid behavior.
While thinking of this, Baili Lu kicked a man in black who was about to activate the genetic bomb and die with everyone into the sea.
Boom —
The genetic bomb exploded in the sea, rolling up a wave several meters high.
No one cared about the life or death of the man in black. Perhaps he was already a dead man the moment he fell into the water.
This was a one-sided massacre! —
When Fang Yan returned to Swallow Dock, he saw that there were guests at his house. His grandfather, Fang Huwei, was drinking tea and chatting with the guests.
Seeing that Fang Yan had returned, Fang Huwei laughed and scolded him, "Kid, you've been away for most of the day. You made Master wait for so long."
"Master, why are you here?" Fang Yan asked in surprise. He didn't expect that his master, Tianjizi, would come to Swallow Dock.
Tianjizi's long robe fluttered in the wind, and he looked like an immortal. Stroking his long beard, he looked at Fang Yan lovingly and said, "Swallow Dock is a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. I've admired it for a long time, and I've finally come here. I've benefited a lot from the long talk with Elder Fang. "
Tianjizi's status in Jianghu was far higher than Fang Huwei's, but Fang Huwei was older. Therefore, Tianjizi's words were very respectful.
Moreover, although Fang Huwei's legs were disabled, his mind was active and his wisdom was as vast as the sea. Even a Daoist expert like Tianjizi might not be able to win any verbal advantage in front of him.
Tianjizi said that he 'benefited a lot' mainly because Fang Huwei's way of thinking had affected his thinking.
"You flatter me, Daoist. I'm old and muddle-headed. Please forgive me if I said something wrong. " Fang Huwei laughed and looked at Fang Yan, saying, "You master and disciple have a chat. I'll go to the backyard to accompany my bird."
"Elder Fang, please wait." Tianjizi stopped him.
Fang Huwei was about to leave in his wheelchair when he heard Tianjizi's words. He turned around and asked, "What can I do for you, Elder Fang?"
"Elder Fang, do you have a leg problem?" Tianjizi stared at Fang Huwei's legs on the wheelchair and asked.
"I've been disabled for many years," Fang Huwei said quite frankly. He had long accepted this fate.
"May I ask — what caused it?" Tianjizi continued to ask.
Fang Yan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly answered, "Grandpa was a hero in Jianghu. He was the first to put forward the idea of 'hard fighting' in Tai Chi, and he was also the one who carried forward hard Tai Chi. Later, he was injured in a martial arts competition and couldn't stand up anymore. Master, can you save my grandpa? "
Fang Huwei's expression changed slightly, and then he asked with a look of surprise, "Is this true?"
Tianjizi smiled without answering and said, "Can I have a look?"
"As you wish." Fang Huwei said with a laugh. "It's already rotten wood and withered branches. It's useless to keep it and inelegant to discard it —"
Fang Yan hurriedly went forward and rolled up his grandpa's trouser leg. Tianjizi squatted down and put two fingers on the inside of Fang Huwei's leg.
After a long time, Tianjizi said in a deep voice, "His vital energy has been cut off."
The hope on Fang Huwei's face turned into disappointment, and then returned to normal in an instant. He said with a smile, "Thank you, Elder Daoist. I've been paralyzed for many years, and I don't have any expectations — when I was paralyzed, I always fantasized that I could stand up. I went everywhere to ask for medicine, hoping for a miracle. But later, I was disappointed too many times, and my heart became cold. Sometimes, people have to accept their fate. "
Fang Yan didn't give up. He looked at Tianjizi and asked, "Master, can you save him?"
"It's not impossible." Tianjizi said with a smile. "Let me have a try."
Old Master Fang Huwei's eyes widened again. Was this master and disciple playing with this old guy?
Just now, he had already said that his vital energy had been severed, which sent chills down everyone's spines. Not only that, he even said that it was fine and that he wouldn't mind. As a martial arts madman who viewed martial arts as his life, how could he not care about such a thing?
He had already accepted his fate, so why did he say that it was not impossible?
If it weren't for the fact that the fall-guy was his grandson, he would have suspected that the old Taoist was here to cheat him of money.
Was there any lack of such things in the news? Those fake monks and Taoist priests specifically targeted old people like him.
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