267: C267 Love Emperor Is Dead

C267 Love Emperor Is Dead

"Qin Wuqing, you wimp! Go to hell!"

Zhuo Dashan stood still. There was no sign of panic on his face. He slowly raised one of his arms and aimed a large caliber gun at Qin Wuqing, who was flying toward him.

"You can't kill me. Hahaha... You smelly bug, you are a wimp. You will never be able to kill me!"

With a burst of laughter, Zhuo Dashan fiercely pulled the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Flames burst forth, and a series of bullets streaked across the air, flying straight towards Qin Wuqing.

"Not good!"

Zhuo Yuanzheng, who saw this scene from afar, frowned. He seemed to not care about Zhuo Dashan's actions at all.

Sure enough, in the next second, all the bullets hit Qin Wuqing, who was flying at a high speed, causing blood to splash out.

However, facing such a heavy injury, Qin Wuqing didn't even blink, as if the bullets didn't hit his body. His flying body didn't even slow down at all.

"Go to hell, Qin Wuqing, you wimp!"

With a crazy roar and a ferocious roar, Zhuo Dashan kept pulling the trigger. Every bullet contained the resentment in his heart. Every bullet was the vent of his emotions.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, Qin Wuqing landed next to Zhuo Dashan. At this moment, he was almost out of oil. However, there was still a trace of a smile on his face, which was uglier than a dead man's face.

"Qingya, are you looking at it?"

Standing in front of Zhuo Dashan, who had completely fallen into madness, Qin Wuqing waved his arm. His five fingers expanded to the limit and instantly landed on Zhuo Dashan's chest.

Puchi!

Blood splashed everywhere. In an instant, his boiling heart was forcefully pulled out from Zhuo Dashan's chest.

"Qingya, it's this bastard who caused us to be unable to be together forever. Now, I'll send him to hell!"

After saying that, Qin Wuqing clenched his five fingers, wanting to crush the boiling heart.

However, Zhuo Dashan, who had a bloody hole in his chest, didn't die immediately. Even his arm that was holding the spear didn't tremble at all.

At this moment, facing Qin Wuqing, who looked like a devil from hell, he thrust the spear in his hand forward and pressed it against Qin Wuqing's chest.

Qin Wuqing was laughing, and so was Zhuo Dashan.

"Muh Qingya, the man you like will never be as good as me. Hahaha... Qing Ya, you don't belong to him. No matter in this life or in the next life, you will never belong to him..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhuo Dashan burst into laughter. Amidst his laughter, a series of deafening gunshots rang out.

Qin Wuqing's chest was instantly pierced through. The bullet from the large-caliber gun was very powerful, and a large, transparent hole appeared on his chest.

At this moment, Qin Wuqing used all his strength to pull back the fingers that were holding the heart. The fresh heart was finally squeezed until blood gushed out and broke into pieces.

Plop!

After the sound of the gunshot, both of their faces froze. At the same time, they fell straight to the ground.

After they landed, there was no pain on their faces. The corners of their lips curled into the same smile.

That smile was heartbreaking, yet it also seemed to carry some satisfaction, relief, and happiness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved...

"Fourth Uncle!"

Zhuo Yuanzheng cried out in grief. He never would have thought that the business giant Zhuo Dashan whom he had always admired would be so stupid. He actually chose to kill Qin Wuqing in such a way.

Just now, when Qin Wuqing was flying close to him, he only needed to use his gun to resist a little bit and then quickly retreat to buy one or two breaths of time. Then Zhuo Yuanzheng would be able to rush over in time and he would not die.

But, Fourth Uncle, why? Why didn't you dodge?

Zhuo Yuanzheng was also a genius, but there were some things that even a genius wouldn't understand as long as they had never experienced it before.

Perhaps he would never understand how proud Zhuo Dashan was.

This was a man who would rather live on his own than die on his knees.

Perhaps, sometimes, he would treat certain people. For example, his father, the woman he loved, he would lower his head. But when facing Qin Wuqing, this man whom he had never taken seriously. Even if he knew he was going to die, he would never retreat half a step.

Perhaps, after the death of his many wives and concubines, Zhuo Dashan had already lost the motivation to live. Being able to drag Qin Wuqing to die with him, being able to accompany Muh Qingya again, what else could he not be satisfied with?

Just like what he said before he died, Muh Qingya's life belonged to him. If she died, she wouldn't belong to Qin Wuqing either. Regardless of whether it was the heavens or the earth, he couldn't tolerate Qin Wuqing being alone with her.

Regardless of whether he understood it or not, Zhuo Dashan was already dead. This was the truth. After Zhuo Dashan and Qin Wuqing almost died together, they died together. At the same time, it also announced that Zhuo Yuanzheng's mission had completely failed.

Not only had Zhuo Dashan's family died, even Zhuo Dashan himself had died. What Zhuo Yuanzheng couldn't accept the most was... Qin Wuqing wasn't killed by him, but was killed by his fourth uncle. If this was spread out, not only would the Secret Service Company's prestige be tarnished, they would also be punished by their family. It's going down a lot.

Thinking of this, an evil flame rose in Zhuo Yuanzheng's heart.

He swept his gaze over the place, and a dispirited and curled up figure just happened to appear in front of his eyes.

Sally.

She was the only woman left of Fourth Uncle's wives and concubines.

Under normal circumstances, she was the only woman he would call Fourth Aunt when he met her. The family would definitely treat her well, but the truth had already been revealed. If not for the fact that this vicious woman had secretly colluded with Qin Wuqing, how could the fourth uncle's family have died so thoroughly?

"Damned woman! Hmph hmph! I will definitely make you regret being born in this world!"

Zhuo Yuanzheng's face turned cold. He didn't even have the desire to find out the identity of this woman. He just wanted to use all the means in this world to make this woman wish she was dead.

Slowly walking towards Sally, Zhuo Yuanzheng clenched his fists so tightly that water could be squeezed out. His face, which had a problem with his nerves, also became distorted due to anger.

At this moment, although Sally had not recovered from the pain from earlier, she could clearly feel the threatening killing intent from Zhuo Yuanzheng's body.

She slightly raised her head, trembling. When she touched Zhuo Yuanzheng's pair of numb and empty eyes that did not contain any human emotions, Sally began to tremble again.

This man seemed to be even more terrifying than the thin and long face that gave him endless pain previously.

"What should I do? Sister Loulan, why hasn't the person you ordered arrived yet? Sally really can't hold on any longer..."

Fear was written all over her face. Sally was afraid. A bone-chilling fear spread through every cell in her body.

Suddenly, as the paralyzed man kept approaching, a blurry figure flashed out of the basement door. The figure moved like the wind and attacked Zhuo Yuanzheng's back.

"How dare you!"

How powerful was Zhuo Yuanzheng? As soon as the strange movement occurred at the door, his body had already sensed it. When the figure rushed towards him, he had already turned around. He casually raised an arm and threw a palm at the figure.

"Bang!"0

With a violent muffled sound, the figure flew backwards at an even faster speed than when it had flown over, leaving behind a rain of blood in the air.

"Can't even withstand a single blow!"

Zhuo Yuanzheng didn't even look at the figure that suddenly appeared. He still turned around. When he looked at the place where Sally was squatting, he suddenly frowned. A burning anger rose in his heart, making his face even more twisted.

"Faang Xuan, you dare?"

Not far away, a tall and majestic man appeared in front of Sally. The man pulled Sally into his arms with one hand and kicked her to the ground.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

A large part of the hard muddy ground was broken by the kick. A large amount of stone debris containing a powerful force carried a whistling sound as it flew towards the paralyzed man.

Facing the black mass of stone debris and brick debris, the paralyzed man's face sank. He raised his two arms and struck out a series of punches in the air. In a split second, he struck out more than ten palm strikes, and the fierce palm winds instantly filled a large area of space. The stone slags and hidden weapons that whistled through the air were all shattered into powder. Not a single one was able to get close to him.

"Head Instructor Zhuo, it's indeed a good inner force skill. Haha, I'll try it another day."

A loud male voice was heard, but it came from the door. When the paralyzed man turned around, Faang Xuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it! Faang Xuan, I will fight you to the death!"

The paralyzed man cursed angrily. He stepped on the floor, and a spiderweb-like crack quickly spread out from where he landed. Then, the entire basement shook like an earthquake.

"Expedition!"

The three middle-aged men sitting cross-legged in the middle of the venue suddenly opened their eyes. One of the older men frowned. "Expedition, this is a 50-meter basement. Do you want to bury us alive?"

This man was a collateral descendant of Zhuo family. He was the same generation as the Zhuo Dashan who had just died. Although his status was not as prominent as Zhuo Dashan's, he was still Zhuo Yuanzheng's elder. It was not a big deal for him to call Zhuo Yuanzheng by his name.

"Humph!"

The furious man with a poker face looked at this man coldly. He didn't stomp his foot anymore. Instead, he moved his body and dashed towards the door.

"Faang Xuan, I will make you die a horrible death."

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