Chapter 639： Shooting King Kong to collect Buddha!

Yuelang, star is thin. The night is like ink.

The hospital was heavily yin, and it was matched with the middle-aged Chinese tunic under the old tree. It was even more fascinating and the temperature dropped sharply.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the hospital gate has been uninhabited, and it is seen by street lamps. There are only sporadic passers-by on the wide streets. The atmosphere is quite fascinating. Xiao Zheng slightly gathered his heart and looked calmly out of the hospital, then moved toward the middle-aged man under the tree.

He did not hide and did not want to escape. Not to escape.

Xiao Zheng was never a man who escaped from the incident. Even if he returned to the country and stayed in a society ruled by law that must abide by the rules, Xiao Zheng did not bow to anyone. He just learned to be sleek and mastered the power of strength.

"Everything can't be done too much. The fate is bound to die."

This is a Buddhist scripture that Xiao Zheng has heard from the mother-in-law of Feng Mingshan. Xiao Zheng, who has experienced the sorrow of the sea, has a deep understanding of this. Also believe it.

Of course, Xiao Zheng is also very clear, this is what the mother-in-law has intentionally or unintentionally mentions. Like the string of beads, its purpose is to soften the suffocation of his body.

Xiao Zheng may not be doing very well, but at least he didn't make the donkey too big. I did not force myself into desperation.

As Ye Zanghua said, here is Yanjing, sitting in the car, walking on the road, including talking in the restaurant, which is not a big one. For a moment, although it was so happy, it broke the way out.

Fortunately. Xiao is forbearing.

Endured Yan Dengkui's step by step. Endured the banquet of Yan Shang. Like the squid heading upstream against the water, drilling the hollow, smashing the scorpion, finally stalking the thin ice, feeling the stone across the river.

He walked slowly toward the men in Zhongshan. The closer you go, the more clear the looks of middle-aged men.

This is a middle-aged man who Xiao Zheng has never met. Very strange, there is also a kind of sharpness that can't be said. After a few seconds of confusion, Xiao Zheng saw the clue.

This man has no eyebrows.

Without eyebrows, people will naturally look cloudy. Even evil spirits.

This middle-aged man is a man with a haze and a sinister charm. Even wearing a suit of Zhongzheng’s neutral suit can not cover the evil of his body.

There is also murderous.

Who is he.

Xiao Zheng has no impression at all.

But at this moment, Xiao Zheng is only certain that he can be certain. He is stronger than Yamamoto. He is also more fierce than the night. He is even the most powerful opponent in Xiao Zheng’s life. At least for now.

Whether it's Yamamoto or the night, they are just the famous killers on the list. The killer is destined to practice his weapon and lose his anger. Just for a moment. Such a realm, even if the battle is invincible, invincible. After all, it is just a killing weapon. It is difficult to go up one level.

But this middle-aged man is obviously different.

His body is murderous, but his expression is very calm. The eyes are extraordinarily bright. Not sinister, not cruel.

The so-called King Kong is not angry and self-defeating, it is said that these realms.

Xiao Zheng can be sure that he is not a pure killer. Or, he is not a killer at all. It is a detachment to kill people as the destination strong. I reached the level of the King Kong and the Buddha.

Xiao Zheng’s unprecedented calmness and calmly came to the tree. Lifting the squat and looking at the man in the middle of the mountain.

"You are waiting for me." Xiao Zheng said calmly.

"Yes. Wait for you." The man in the Zhongshan suit faintly nodded and his lips were slightly open.

"I can know who you are." Xiao Zheng is keen to know the true identity of this person. He does not believe that a man with such a realm will be a little-known person.

"Is it necessary?" asked the man in the Zhongshan suit. "If everyone asks me my identity, name, I am not very tired. I am not a customer service."

He does not seem willing to answer this question. As he said, everyone asks, everyone answers, it is too tired.

"It seems that you have killed a lot of people." Xiao Zheng said slowly.

"Every year there are a group of young people like you. Get used to it." The man in the Zhongshan suit said with a relaxed face.

It seems that he is already tired of this. But at least, he is a bit numb.

The so-called young talents, what is the meaning of the so-called full-fledged economy. Even if life is brilliant again, it is short-lived. In this city, talent is never the biggest weapon to climb up. Living is it.

"You can't afford much interest even when you look at killing me." Xiao Zheng said slowly. "But for me, this is a big event in life. The biggest thing."

"If you are me, there will be no interest." The men in the Zhongshan costume said meaningfully. "I even suspect that you are really very capable. Is it really talented? If you really fight, you can climb the peak."

"I still have a little respect and regret for you. But now, I find that you are no different from ordinary people. Even your own life can't be saved." The man in the Zhongshan suit said in a loss. "Twenty years have passed. The few people standing at the peak from the young and middle-aged to the present middle-aged and old people have changed their rankings, but the people are still there. No one has gone down the altar, and no one has climbed up. Some have not yet The up-and-coming is gone. Some of them are like you. Just being noticed, they just come to an abrupt end and get into the dead."

"I really don't understand." The man in the Zhongshan costume shook his head and sighed. "Even if you can't control your own life, you can't control your life."

Xiao Zheng’s expression is still calm, his eyes are always calm, but his lips evoke a subtle arc: “So, you have killed too many young people like me.”

"It’s just this year, you are the fifth one," said the man in the Zhongshan suit, very frankly. "I haven’t remembered since I started doing this."

"Then you think that killing me, or killing someone like me, is it reasonable?" Xiao Zheng asked, "I can stand up."

"There is the ground under the feet, there are trees beside them, the trees are big, even if they fall, they can hold them," asked the man in the Zhongshan suit. "You?"

"Me too, there is land at the foot," Xiao Zheng calmly said, "I can stand firm,"

The men in the Tunic suit laughed openly and smiled contemptuously: "At least you are more courageous than those who are like you. Half of the people I killed will scare the pants when facing this moment."

"I have said so much, I still don't know who you are," Xiao Zheng said slowly. "Leave a name, whether it is in **** or in heaven, there is a thought."

After a pause, Xiao Zheng said calmly, "My name is Xiao Zheng,"

"Kanto He Zhuguo,"

"It turned out to be you," Xiao Zheng blinked and licked his lips. "You are really hidden in the feet of the Son of Heaven,"

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