2037: C2037 Smart Woman

C2037 Smart Woman

The Redcloud Society didn't care about the lives of their seven subordinates at all.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have pierced through the heart of the first one to retreat.

She only hoped that these seven lackeys would be able to drag Jing Hongming out for two minutes.

If Jing Hongming was still as sharp as he was two minutes later, then Red Dust would run away as fast as he could.

But what if Jing Hongming became a normal person after two minutes, as Meidusha predicted?

Thinking about it, Hong Chen was very excited. It was much more interesting to be able to kill one of the top experts of the Divine Dynasty with his own hands than to kill an old fart like Zheng Fu.

It was definitely something worth remembering for the rest of his life!

"Don't go head to head with him! Fight with him! If the enemy advances, we retreat. If the enemy retreat, we advance! "

Hong Chen shouted harshly, but his feet retreated rapidly.

At this time, her remaining subordinates finally learned from the blood of their three companions that they were killed in an instant. They immediately followed Jing Hongming's instructions and rushed over from three directions when Jing Hongming pounced on the red dust.

Compared to Jing Hongming, these three people were probably targets to be killed in an instant. However, they were not easy targets: who was the real trash that dared to assassinate the cold-blooded Jing Hongming in October?

Therefore, after the three of them pounced over, Jing Hongming could only temporarily stop chasing Hong Chen and receive them.

However, just as Jing Hongming was about to pounce on a person, that person had already retreated.

When Jing Hongming caught up, Red Dust and his other two lackeys had already reassembled into a trident formation and charged at him once again.

When the enemies came in, they retreated; when the enemy came in, they moved in. This was supposed to be the essence of the guerrilla tactics used by the old people of our dynasty, but now, Jing Hongming was easily dealt with by Hong Chen and the others.

No matter which enemy Jing Hongming attacked, the opponent would always retreat with all their might. At the same time, his three companions would also charge towards Jing Hongming like shadows.

While forcing him to turn around to face the enemy, the person who had retreated took the initiative to attack like a maggot attached to his bones, together with the other two.

Jing Hongming was like a tiger in a calm sun. Even though he was one of the world's top close-combat experts, he was still played around by the puppies.

Of course he was angry.

However, he had never been the type of person to show an expression on his face or in his actions. As time passed by, he did not show the anger that the Hong Ye had hoped for.

Anger, while providing one's strength, can also expose fatal flaws.

Jing Hongming's devilish calmness instead made Hong Chen very angry.

However, she knew that as time passed, her chances of winning would increase.

If that was the case, why not hold back his anger and wait two minutes before venting it?

Two minutes later, if Jing Hongming was to turn into someone ordinary like Meidusha had predicted, what method would he use to make him die in extreme pain and regret?

Dig into his heart?

No, this move is very threatening to ordinary people, but the opponent is Jing Hongming.

If he used a method against an ordinary person to deal with Jing Hongming, not only would it be a humiliation to him, it would also greatly reduce the joy of killing him.

A buttonhole?

Tongue cutting?

Or — yes, buttoning his eyes, cutting his tongue, piercing his ears, removing his nose, and finally cutting off his four limbs, turning him into a complete piece of trash!

Only by doing this could he be worthy of Jing Hongming.

This was the biggest deterrence to the protectors of the Divine Dynasty!

The Red Dust Demon thought of the best way to deal with Jing Hongming. He was so excited that his whole body began to tremble.

At the same time, she was thinking: How long has it been?

Two minutes was a hundred and twenty seconds. If it was before, it would have gone by in the blink of an eye.

But what was going on today?

In just 120 seconds, it had actually lasted even longer than the 120 centuries.

Look, even if the three subordinates that survived resolutely carried out the orders of the Red Dust and tried their best to fight with Jing Hongming, he still found an opportunity.

A chance here meant someone had died.

Red Dust had long since heard that Jing Hongming's most powerful weapon was a black spike.

She had seen that black thorn before, from Tang Peng.

This unremarkable looking black military knife was actually able to cause a sense of danger that she had never felt before.

If the military thorn was still in Jing Hongming's hands, the scene would have undergone a tremendous change.

However, even without the military knife, Jing Hongming was unstoppable when killing someone.

If he didn't break someone's throat, he would break their neck. Then, like now, after grabbing the ankle of an enemy, he would suddenly, amidst that person's scream, reach his own foot and stamp on his heart.

When Jing Hongming stomped on the underling's chest, Red Dust saw that the underling was screaming miserably, blood and flesh actually spurted out from his mouth.

Cruel, absolutely cruel.

Jing Hongming's killing seemed to be even more cruel than the mortal world's demonic path that loved to dig out people's hearts.

And yet, it carried an indescribably violent beauty.

Anything that ascends to the limit will form its own unique artistic beauty.

Jing Hongming raised his hand and wiped away the blood on his chin. He didn't attack again immediately, but slowly turned around and looked at Red Dust.

Why did he stop moving?

When this thought flashed through Hong Chen's mind, he quickly retreated.

Jing Hongming, who was supposed to try his best to finish off the enemy within two minutes, suddenly gave up on the initiative to attack.

Hong Chen stared at Jing Hongming. As he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a subordinate ask with a hoarse voice, "Is … is it time already? Two minutes! "

Two minutes.

Two minutes!

Time was up, two minutes had passed, Jing Hongming's terrifying martial arts value had disappeared!

Suddenly, a surge of hot blood rushed to Red Dust's head. His eyes were bright as he shouted in ecstasy, "Right! Right! Time is up! He's no longer afraid! Kill, kill him!"

"Roar!"

"Ha!"

Before the scream from Red Dust could fade away, her two remaining subordinates had already pounced towards Jing Hongming while screaming. Their eyes were bloodshot and shone with a frightening luster.

Anyone who saw their four companions being killed in less than two minutes would feel an indescribable fear.

However, the moment the fear disappeared, an indescribable happiness and anger would arise. They wanted to kill Jing Hongming. It was as if once they did, he would no longer be in danger and would no longer be afraid.

Personally ending his biggest fear was the best way to increase his confidence.

No one likes to live in fear. It will wake you up in your sleep after many years.

In order to get a good night's sleep from now on, the two of them pounced on Jing Hongming impatiently. With their fastest speed, without any defensive moves, they only wanted to kill the enemy and get a good night's sleep in the future.

They realized their desire to sleep well later on.

It was Jing Hongming who helped them achieve it.

A dead man could always sleep well, no matter how many years passed.

Isn't it?

When they arrived in front of the enemies, Jing Hongming, who was standing on a dead body, suddenly raised his hands and stretched them out.

Sizzle.

The two simultaneous sounds completely mixed together into one, just like a knife stabbing a sheet that was left to dry: Jing Hongming's left and right hands each pierced the heart of two enemies.

He did not wear sharp fingernails like the Red Dust, but he was still able to pierce their hearts with his bare hands.

Two sharp knives fell onto the ground from the hands of the two men.

The moment their hearts were pierced, they didn't let out any screams of pain. In fact, their eyeballs had popped out from their sockets. There wasn't even a trace of pain. There was only indescribable doubt in their hearts: Wasn't he supposed to be slaughtered by me?

It was ice-cold.

The blood in his entire body seemed to turn ice-cold at this moment.

Red Dust, who had already taken two steps forward, stared at Jing Hongming blankly, not moving at all, like a statue.

Of course, the statue was thoughtful: it turned out that he was only pretending to be powerless in order to deceive us to take the initiative to attack him.

It seems that Meidusha was wrong, as well as the spies who secretly monitored Jing Hongming for many years were also wrong. These terrifying guardians never encountered the 'curse', they have lived in seclusion for so many years, not giving any strangers any chance to come into contact with them, and are only showing weakness and deceiving us, so that we can be exposed from the shadows and get rid of them one by one!

Just as the statue stared at the enemy and thought of so much, Jing Hongming put down his hands.

As he put his hands down, the two corpses on his arms slowly fell to the ground.

"Come here. Two minutes have passed. I have already lost the ability to kill. You can come and kill me now."

Just like when the battle started, Jing Hongming raised his bloody right hand and hooked his index finger towards Hong Chen: "This is your only chance. There will never be a next time."

Ge, ge ge!

Red Dust heard the sound of his own teeth grinding together. He roared out loudly and pounced towards Jing Hongming: "Then, go to hell!"

The corner of his eyes twitched rapidly, and he was about to do something when he saw the red dust, which was three meters away in front of him, suddenly spin in the air like a white bat, and pounce back like a ghost at a speed that was at least three times faster than when it pounced on him.

In the blink of an eye, the eye-catching white shadow completely disappeared from Jing Hongming's sight.0

It turned out, when Hong Chen charged at him, it seemed like it wasn't to fight to the death with all his men. It was just to make an attack to attract Jing Hongming to his defense and then take the opportunity to escape.

Originally, Jing Hongming, who interpreted violence to be the most beautiful, was already very scary.

What was even more terrifying was that he would actually use schemes and tricks to pretend that he had lost his ability to fight. He would attract the enemy to take the initiative to attack him, but he would take the opportunity to kill them in one fell swoop!

Moreover, he even hoped to show weakness again and let the mortal world take the initiative to attack him.

Do you really think that the Red Dust is some brainless woman with a big chest?

How could she be fooled!

From how she seemed to be attacking, but was actually running away, it could be seen that she was quite a smart woman.

However, Jing Hongming felt that no matter who a woman was, as long as she was too smart, it would no longer be scary.

The most terrifying woman, on the contrary, was one of those kind.

"Hu!"

After a long sigh, Jing Hongming slowly sat on the corpse and wearily closed his eyes.

Just as he closed his eyes, he heard a voice from the top left trash heap. "Sigh, if she wasn't so smart, you'd be dead."

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