The Underworld Detective

I heard what he was saying, and I said, "So you're ready for the back? ”

King Jing laughed. “That's good. You're smart! I've already transferred all my money abroad, and to tell you the truth, I'm the biggest investor in the dark net, and I'm going to build a well-organized and prosperous organ kingdom where anyone can buy and sell organs at will. Perhaps one day you will also be my customer… or cargo. ”

“Disgusting old monster! You're not going anywhere. This is where you're buried.” Song Xingsheng shouted and stabbed King Jing with a knife.

King Jing's dragon robe did not have the wind to drum itself. He actually flew backwards gently. Song Xingsheng, no matter how he attacked, always had room to hide from the blade. Suddenly he clawed and Song Xingsheng consciously blocked him with a knife. Iron claws swept over the blade and drew a spark.

Song Xingsheng backfired a knife, King Jing lowered his head and pushed his right hand forward, Song Xingsheng backwards several steps, his chest clawed out four deep blood traces.

Song Xingshen was furious and continued to rush to attack. He suffered a great loss on his weapon. The knife in his hand passed the previous slaughter and has become immune to teeth. King Jing inspired the dragon robe. He traveled left and right like a ghost charm, smiling and fighting back.

In an instant, Song Xingsheng drew countless blood marks on his shoulders, hands and abdomen. He stepped back and gasped with a knife, saying: “This old demon martial arts is quite brilliant and difficult to deal with. ”

I whispered, "I'll give you a chance with the eyes of the Pluto! ”

“No, your eyes will be blind!” Song Xingsheng stopped.

“That's better than dying here. ”

I started the eyes of the Pluto, but my eyes were stinging, and two lines of blood burst into tears. I tightened my fists and tried to start them. The stinging of my eyes became stronger and stronger.

“No one can save you!” King Jing laughed: “But you've been great enough to get here, I'll remember you two opponents. ”

The ground suddenly shook up, and I realized the source was behind it. Looking back, I saw only that step, and the dragon chair on it cracked open from the middle, sliding left and right, and it was a huge dark door!

Behind the dark door, there was a wave-like fog, and the fog was a bloody red light, and a figure came out of it, and the scene was very unusual.

Out came an old man in a black robe, covered with blood. He looked like an old dragon clock, with wrinkles like dead bark on his face. He was also a silver hair, except for a fine piece of black wire in the corner, and he had a big, clear braid.

This man looks very similar to King Jing. I was stunned. Are there two King Jing?

“Awesome, you talk too much.” The old man said proudly.

King Jing suddenly knelt down on one knee and hugged his fist: "Congratulations to Father on completing the organ change and exiting smoothly! ”

“Father?” I glanced, confused.

Does King Jing have a father? No, I suddenly understand what's going on. This self-proclaimed ‘King Jing' is actually King Jing Ao's son. The old man in the black robe is the real King Jing!

Real King Jing actually looks younger than King Jing Ao Tian, even shows signs of white hair turning blue silk. Is that organ replacement technology really effective?

"The plane is about to take off," said King Jing. ”

“Yes!” Jing Aotian promised to attack Song Xingsheng more vigorously. Iron claws and Tang knife constantly wiped bright sparks.

King Jing suddenly slipped out a steel whip from his sleeve, approaching Song Xingxing from the back, and Song Xingxing recruited Jing Aotian has scorched his forehead. If he is clamped by two breads, the consequences are unimaginable.

I closed my eyes, concentrated, opened my eyes violently, accompanied by a severe tingle in my eyes, and this time I smoothly activated the eyes of the Pluto.

“Ah!”

King Jing whispered, retreating backwards, and a smile appeared on his face: “Is this... the eyes of the Pluto? I haven't seen it in almost a hundred years. I can't believe I'm going to see it in this era. Song Yang, you're different. ”

Too bad I only activated for a moment, it didn't work for too long, and my whole body was almost empty.

One pair of eyes alone can't beat this old monster, I asked Officer Nie to give me a gun and aim at King Jing together.

He didn't panic at all, laughing, "You think you can kill me? ”

“How do you know if you don't try? ”

I pulled the trigger and King Jing disappeared from my sight. When I reacted, he had appeared on my side, kicked me off with one foot, and Officer Nie was also beaten down after a fight.

I felt like I had been hit by a car in the face, my body was empty, and I had glided three or four meters before I stopped.

But I still held the pistol tightly, and I pointed several shots in his direction, and King Jing rushed right and left. I was stunned for a moment, what martial arts cultivation this is, I'm afraid Song Heting can only play a tie here!

He swiftly approached me, slapping me on the wrist, I heard a squeak, his little arm bent at a frightening angle, a pain in the heart of the drill attacked me, and the gun in his hand flew out.

Then he strangled me with his other hand and lifted me up. The pain of suffocation made me struggle unconsciously. "I thought you'd surprise me a little more. It turns out it was nothing more than a common man. ”

“Young Master!” Song Xingsheng shouted and rushed over.

King Jing turned around and threw me at Song Xingsheng. I fell heavily on him. I felt like my whole body was about to break apart.

At that point, a blast appeared to have been heard below, and it appeared that the hostages had been successfully rescued and that a large number of police officers were rushing in.

King Jing waved: “Awesome, retreat. ”

Jing Aotian lifted his claws: “Father, allow me to end up with these three little mice! ”

“No need! They can recover a life, but also a number of lives. Life is so hard. It seems that this boy is indeed a candidate for Shu Luo Blood Sha. Save him a life. ”

Come on, King Jing walked behind his back towards the dark door. Jing Aotian sneered: “Lucky for you. ”

I flipped over and gasped: "Stars, follow them! They cannot be allowed to succeed. ”

Song Xingsheng grabbed my clothes: "No, they are too powerful, they will die! ”

Though I was scared, I thought about how I got here, how I could tolerate Chu Yan's death and the sacrifice of so many friends.

Soon after they leave, Dongshan will rise again and even collude with the dark web of reselling organs abroad, so this wolf slaughter is a bamboo basket of water.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!

I smiled and said to Song Xingsheng: "Remember Chu Yan? Why should we be afraid of a little girl like that? ”

Song Xingsheng's eyes raised hope again, and he nodded: "Stop them at all costs! ”

So we held each other up and chased them up...