Chapter: 8128

Song Zhan thought about running back.

But I can feel it from behind, the space is vibrating, and there is no way out.

He thought about rebelling.

Pretending to be weak and innocent, pretending not to resist, and waiting for Zhang Mu to come, he stabbed out with a knife, but he knew that when facing these gangsters, when his knife appeared, he would just burp.

He also thought about it, crying and pleading for mercy, and he was doing it.

At the same time, he has more ideas.

It's just that Zhang Mu didn't give him more time.

"This knife!"

Zhang Mu gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression on his face, he raised the long knife in his hand: "Because of your treachery!"

brush!

Pooh.

A knife is almost cold.

Song Zhan looked dazed, this is the rhythm of hacking to death.

"This knife is because of my anger!"

puff,

"The third knife."

The knife in Zhang Mu's hand was shining brightly: "Brother You Huo who died for me!"

Pooh!

Song Zhan, died.

But it's not over yet.

Zhang Mu controlled Song Zhan's body, floating in the void, he looked up at the sky faintly.

In fact, everyone present felt a little soul breath in Song Zhan's corpse.

It is a life-saving method.

"You Huo, I have revenge for you."

"Today, I hacked Song Zhan to death and collected his ashes. I'm here to commemorate you!"

"Great-granddaughter, borrow a fire."

Zhang Mu said.

"Set fire." Seeing that Mengmeng was still in a daze, Zhang Han reminded her in a low voice.

"Ah? Ah."

Mengmeng came back to her senses, and clapped her palm forward.