Chapter 900： Night like the sea

There was deathly silence in the room.

These rich and young people who usually live up to the top and take pleasure in torturing others, their identities are reversed at this moment, all are like lambs to be slaughtered, looking at Xue An tremblingly.

"I heard what you said just now. To be honest, I was surprised at the time, because what you did was breaking through the limits of humanity!"

"But now it doesn't matter anymore, because I will let you know that you have to be in awe!"

Xue An said, and walked forward with a smile.

"Do not……."

These rich and young people trembled, all awake, and then uttered deafening screams.

They understood that this bookish-looking young man was actually a peerless murderer.

And listening to what he was saying now, it was obvious that he wanted to kill all these people.

"My son, spare my life! These things have nothing to do with me!"

"Yes, this is all done by Chen Jiayu, it has nothing to do with us!"

These people screamed miserably, trying to beg for mercy.

Xue An was not moved at all, but said indifferently: "These words, go and talk to him below!"

With that, Xue An raised his hand, and a ray of sword light swept across the room like a dragon.

Everyone looked dull and froze in place.

Until a moment later.

I heard a few muffled noises.

Then the heads of these wealthy families rose into the sky at the same time, and blood even splashed on the roof.

Thump thump.

The dead bodies fell to the ground one after another.

Except for Xue An, there is no one living in the whole study.

The ground is even more saturated with blood.

But Xue An, who was standing in a pool of blood, had no trace of blood on his body.

He just stood there quietly, like an independent god.

At this moment, a faint shout came from a distance, and it seemed that someone was rushing here.

Xue An raised his mouth, revealing a cold smile, then turned and left the study, went to the courtyard, and looked up at the sparse starry sky.

At this time, the shouts in the distance were getting closer.

"Don't let him run!"

"Quick, close the front and back doors!"

These shouts spread into the small courtyard.

Xue An sighed and said lightly: "It's so boring to kill!"

At this moment, the door of the small courtyard was slammed open.

The guardians of the Chen Mansion's family rushed in one after another, and then they took a breath of air-conditioning at the scene in front of them.

Because the entire small courtyard has been soaked in blood.

And a bookish man was standing quietly in the courtyard.

Xue An looked around the crowd of family members who came in, and smiled slightly, "I killed the people!"

These people were shocked.

Then a few leaders of Jiading looked at each other and shouted together: "Rush up and take him down!"

Because if the murderer who killed the eldest son can't be caught, all of them in the Dinghuyuan will have to die.

Therefore, in order to survive, these family nurses all blushed.

boom!

These people flocked up.

Xue An yawned a little boredly, "It's really boring, it's better to kill it as soon as possible, and then go back and take a rest!"

Following his voice, the figures of the family members who rushed to the front became stagnant, and then criss-crossed blood stains appeared on their bodies.

In an instant, these bloodstains began to burst into blood, and then the bodies of these householders slipped off in pieces.

The cut is extremely smooth, and the size is actually quite uniform.

It's like...a piece of tofu cut with a knife.

This terrifying scene made the gang behind them terrified.

"Devil! He is the devil!" someone shouted sternly.

Xue An shook his head, "No, you are!"

After all, Xue An stepped forward, and these families began to fall in large-scale movies.

Someone wanted to turn around and escape, but they didn't even get out of this small courtyard and became a dead body.

In an instant, all of these families who rushed to the nursing homes died on the spot.

Xue An looked around the audience with no sadness or joy, and then stepped on the blood, step by step towards the depths of the Chen family house.

now.

Uncle Chen, who was Chen Jiayu's father, was shivering under the shrine of the Buddhist hall.

This nearly half a hundred years old, pampered man, at this moment finally felt extremely fearful.

He didn't know exactly what happened before.

But the screams that came from them, as well as the strong **** smell that followed the breeze, were silent proof that a tragic killing was underway.

Uncle Chen also likes to kill.

Once because of a little incident, he tortured a young girl in a very cruel way for three days.

The feeling of life passing by in his own hands made him feel very excited.

But what he likes to do is a butcher holding a knife, not the fish under the knife.

Perhaps the more cruel people are, the more fear this is.

Because they understand what it is like.

And when the Chen family uncle sent out all the most powerful thugs under his hand, he still went into the sea like a clay cow and never returned.

He realized the seriousness of the matter.

In despair, he hid under the shrine of this temple, hoping that the gods and Buddhas would bless him through this level.

It is also ironic to say that he, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, is praying extremely sincerely at this moment.

It seems that he felt his prayer.

The continuous screams suddenly fell silent.

There is a dead silence between heaven and earth.

Quietly, he could hear the sound of his blood flowing.

Uncle Chen family didn't even dare to breathe, but curled up into a ball with all his strength.

The shroud of the Buddhist niches gave him a sense of security but at this moment.

The door of the Buddhist hall suddenly opened with a creak.

Although the voice was extremely subtle, it sounded like thunder in the ears of the Chen family.

The hairs all over his body stood up, and his breathing stopped.

There was no footsteps, as if someone just opened the door and took a look, and then left.

After waiting for a while, I still didn't hear anything unusual.

The uncle Chen family let out a long sigh.

But at this moment, the uncle Chen suddenly felt that someone outside the Buddhist altar seemed to be looking at him.

This kind of creepy feeling made his heart jump out. He didn't dare to make the slightest movement, and could only pray crazy in his heart.

I beg the gods and Buddhas to protect themselves from being discovered.

Enough time for a stick of incense.

Just when the Chen family was about to collapse.

A faint voice sounded from before the Buddhist altar.

"I used to think that evil varies according to strength, but now I find that I seem to be wrong! Low-strength people seem to act more unscrupulously than strong ones, especially when they swing their swords at weaker ones. It’s even more so when you’re right, are you right?"

Uncle Chen's blood was cold, and he could only groan and said, "Forgive me!"

The Buddhist niche cracked silently from the middle. Xue An stood there, looking at the uncle Chen family who was shaking like a chaff, and said lightly: "In the next time, I hope you will like it!"

When the words fell, screams began.

Xue An didn't show any mercy.

Because everything he saw along the way made him shocked.

There is no need for this Chen family to exist anymore.

The moonlight outside was gradually shrouded in clouds.

The night is like the sea.

The slaughter came to this sinful mansion of the Chen family.