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Chapter 742 The good news is that I can kill more people
The most common illusion for scholars is to think that they understand the truth very well and that others will explain the truth to them.

The same is true for the scholar's method.

Whether it is the orthodox path or the unorthodox path, they are all studying the issue of "living people".

What about the dead?

72/7...

Kong Xun, with disheveled hair, stumbled into the alley, slipped and fell in the snow.

He turned around in horror and saw the young soldier following him at a leisurely pace.

Wang Yunxiao held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, with a human head on his waist and a cold look in his eyes.

"Young man, can you please... spare my life?"

Kong Xun looked at the head that looked exactly like his own, and knew that today's incident would probably not end well.

But he still wanted to try harder and delay a little longer.

The day will soon dawn and this nightmare will soon be over.

With his strength, even if it was just a clone, he would be able to deal with a small palace soldier who had not yet advanced.

But now he has no intention of fighting and just wants to escape.

There are only a few clones left. If you don’t cherish them, you may not be able to see the morning sun.

Kong Shu cursed in his heart.

He simply couldn't understand what was going on in that woman's brain.

All confidential departments are hidden in an undetectable fog, and it is impossible to intervene in them through normal political means. It is just like a mouse trying to bite a turtle, with nowhere to start.

These squads of government soldiers could actually ignore the orders from their superiors and fight independently. This was simply outrageous!

The good old days when one could mobilize the army as long as one controlled a general or obtained the tiger talisman are gone forever.

She actually allowed these soldiers to do whatever they wanted in the city?
You are unwilling to share the world with the scholars and officials, and you sit idly by and watch the local warlords split up the country and establish their own factions. Sooner or later, you will be killed without a burial place!

I must live to that time and see with my own eyes what happens to you!

As a sword came down, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and half of his arm flew out.

"Ahhhh——!"

This damn sword!
In fact, when masters fight, victory or defeat is just a matter of thought.

Whoever reacts faster will take the initiative.

If Kong Shu knew about the existence of this sword and took precautions in advance, this iron bar that couldn't even fly would naturally not cause any harm to him.

But now the other side is launching a sneak attack.

Young people don’t respect martial ethics!
The opponents are soldiers in the palace who are full of deceit. No magical power or method is effective against them. It is impossible to arrange their fate or predict their actions.

Kong Shu now has only infinite regret in his heart.

When the Twelve Dharmas system was first being studied, no one took Fu Bing seriously. Other Dharmas covered astronomy, geography, and the mysteries of the universe, but Fu Bing was just an iron bastard hunchback. What was there to study?

Only when you face these bastards in person can you deeply feel how inhuman they are.

There are no taboos for military strategists!
Soldiers only know how to kill!
"How about I tell you a secret in exchange for a chance to live?"

Kong Shu covered his broken arm and begged while gasping for breath.

"Don't you feel any pain?"

"what?"

Before he could react, the sharp bayonet pierced his thigh.

Kong Shu screamed and fell to his knees.

"Stop! Listen to me... Yaoqin is dead, Huo Qingyang is about to defect, and the Secret Service Bureau is about to change! Young man, you..."

Wang Yunxiao kicked him over, picked up the gun and stabbed him in the abdomen.

"Don't you feel any pain?"

"It hurts! Don't kill me! I still know a lot..."

"I thought your clone had no pain nerves and didn't feel pain." Wang Yunxiao pulled out the gun and inserted it again.

"If you don't feel any pain or itch, I will feel very unfulfilled."

"But as long as I think about how many more times I can kill you, I feel much better."

Pull it out, plug it in.

Kong Xun's screams gradually faded away.

"Who can understand all that nonsense?"

"I only care about whether you live or die. The rest is not important."

From the perspective of the third eye, the so-called secrets in Kong Xun's mind were mixed in his blood and flowed all over the floor.

Wang Yunxiao was too lazy to even take a second look.

His heart was beating violently, and a voice from the unknown guided him to offer the head of the person in front of him to the throne in the void, so as to gain the pleasure of the Lord of Yellowstone and grant him unprecedented power.

Wang Yunxiao sneered.

He cut off the head of the dead corpse in front of him and hung it around his waist, then walked out of the alley and reunited with Youtiao and Gangtou.

Youtiao looked at the strange eyeball in the middle of Wang Yunxiao's forehead, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Brother, that's enough. I was worried about you..."

"We must finish what we start, otherwise people will blame us for not finishing the job well."

Wang Yunxiao opened his notebook.

72/5
Wang Yunxiao: "???"

Why are there still people trying to steal people’s heads?
…………

"Sister Zhu Hong, you...are fine!"

Shen Qingxi looked at the head in Li Mumu's hand and wanted to say something, but swallowed his words back halfway.

Just now, when no one could react, Zhu Hongshouyi raised his hand and twisted off the head of a student passing by.

Then the head melted quickly in front of Shen Qingxi's eyes and turned into the appearance of Kong Shu.

If I say that it was the hand that moved first, without the brain's consent, would you believe it?

Li Mumu also felt a little guilty.

Inheriting the witch blood talent from Li Ya, all skill points are focused on passive skills.

I won’t make serious predictions, but my body’s reactions are always one step ahead of my brain.

For example, you accidentally strangle a handsome guy with a greasy hair who comes over to chat with you.

Or they make some inexplicable choices, either doing nothing to help or being overly enthusiastic.

And like what's happening now, you can accidentally twist someone's head off.

Li Mumu could swear on the lamp that she didn't notice anything abnormal about the student at all. It was purely an instinctive reaction of her body.

You can't say it has something to do with me hot-plugging my brain? Because the brain is not important, the body has its own ideas? This is slander!

If he didn't come over on his own initiative, this defense mechanism might not be triggered.

All I can say is that he deserved it and died a good death.

"He... just died like that?"

Shen Qingxi couldn't quite believe it as he watched his dreams shattered and the harmonious and happy campus disappear as quickly as a faded photo.

"It's not that easy for the headmaster of Jishan Academy to die. This is just his clone."

Xia Yubing glanced at the chain in his hand and said coldly, "He has trapped us here for so long, he may not have any good intentions. If we continue to track him down, I'm afraid we will fall into his trap. But I have locked up his soul, as long as he hasn't left Tianmen, he can't escape my pursuit!"

"What else can they plan? The worst result is that they will just put the blame on us, right?"

Shen Qingxi didn't care about it: "Sister Amber, don't be afraid! If you want to settle accounts with him, just settle them one by one! Even if you have to make the whole world your enemy for this, I will stand behind you and support you!"

"Why would I go against the whole world?"

(End of this chapter)