Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 355 Hands [1]

Outside Yin's house.

Zhou Fanghe had already gotten into the car, with a gloomy face, his gaze swept across the closed building like a blade.

There was a cold ghostly aura and coolness in his eyes.

The disciple in the driver's seat felt the anger rising from layers on Zhou Fanghe's body, so he didn't dare to say a word.

Step on the accelerator directly, start the engine, and the car rushes out like an arrow from the string.

Zhou Fanghe half closed his eyes, with a cigarette between his fingers.

Curly smoke filled the entire carriage.

His face sank like water.

The atmosphere along the way was very depressing, Zhou Fanghe didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't say a word.

The disciple tensed up.Keep an eye on your nose and drive with your heart in mind.

I tried my best to reduce my sense of existence, for fear that something would attract Zhou Fanghe's attention and become a punching bag for no reason.

After turning several street corners, the car stopped in front of flashing red lights.

Drive across this street and you will be back at Domeng.

No one noticed a thin snake slowly crawling along the rear hood of the car to the door.

The little black and red snake is too thin and small, and the car is originally black.

It swam quickly between the gaps, but no one noticed.

The car drove for another 5 minutes.

The disciple got out of the car first, turned to the rear driver's seat, and opened the car door for Zhou Fanghe.

Zhou Fanghe stepped forward, with a cold face, and quickly walked to the backyard of the Daomeng.

It's just that he will walk into the courtyard.

Before he even had time to call the Great Elder, the hand that was raised to knock on the door froze in place.A fishy and sweet breath suddenly gushed out of his throat.

Zhou Fanghe was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples at the side saw Zhou Fanghe suddenly lowered his head, with large streams of blood pouring out of his throat.

Viscous dark blood spattered on the ground.

It stabbed Zhou Fanghe's eyes red.

He was stunned, his eyes fell on the blood on his palm.

There was also a puzzled expression on his face subconsciously.

"How is this going?"

However, the lingering words did not come to an end.

Zhou Fanghe was just outside the Great Elder's courtyard, and fell head-on to the ground with a bang.

"Elder Zhou!"

"Uncle Zhou!"

Seeing this scene in the distance, the active disciples were stunned, and immediately rushed to his side.

A male disciple carefully helped Elder Zhou up.

It doesn't matter if this is helped, that blue and black face fell into everyone's eyes, and all the disciples were startled.

Zhou Fanghe suddenly fell to the ground and died suddenly.

Before he died, those eyes were still full of confusion and doubt.

But already aware of the approaching death, he stared very wide.

As if conveying his unwillingness.

Moreover, he fell head-on in a pool of blood.

There were bloodstains all over his face.

Several disciples never expected to see such a horrific death.

The male disciple subconsciously let go of his hand, staggered and retreated.

After a moment of silence, the disciple let out bursts of panicked shouts.

"Call the doctor!"

"It's not good, something happened, Elder Zhou is dead!"

"Go and call the doctor..."

The panicked shouts caused a commotion in the peaceful Daomeng headquarters.

"what happened?"

A lingering and alienated male voice sounded coldly from the back of the courtyard.

The calm contained in it caused a group of panicked disciples to stop shouting.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, and when they saw the blue figure coming out of the courtyard, they all lowered their heads slightly.

"Uncle Dongfang."

"Brother Dongfang."

(End of this chapter)