Chapter 2547 The murderer is fierce

"Military White, the frog is here to send you."

The frog shouted loudly, passing through the gun calmly.

The cousin He Sheng, who had raised his short gun, couldn't help but lower his muzzle when he saw this. Now everyone knows that the frog is a confidant of the white paper fan, and everyone knows that there is a remnant attack on Butler Fu, so it is difficult for the frog to leave alive at this moment. At least Butler Fu will not let him live.

So everyone felt a little more sympathy for him. In addition, he did not carry a heat weapon, so he was not afraid of him hurting Butler Fu. After all, facing the eyes of two thousand people and hundreds of short guns, Frogs and the others were able to do so, and no one could escape the dark gun.

Facing the dying person, He Shengtang elites were tolerant.

The frog didn't even look at Lin Li's gun, but just walked straight towards the coffin placed in the tomb pit, as if he wanted to worship his master for the last time, and was willing to sacrifice his and his brothers' lives for this. Butler Fu cursed a faint sarcasm: God really sympathizes with him.

He didn't expect the frog to take the initiative to die. He was worried about being retaliated in the future. After he dealt with the frog tonight, he was not afraid of Lao Bai's revenge! Then he figured out the reason for the frog's death. In his opinion, the frog was a clever move.

In the calculation and judgment of Butler Fu, the frog felt as if he had failed to attack the fourteen people under his command and was wiped out. After all, his defense was as solid as a sacred person, almost no one could get close to him, so instead of wasting his life on meaningless attacks, it would be better to come to the cemetery to pay the tribute to the white paper fan at the end.

Therefore, he only put the bodyguards on guard, did not stop the frogs and the others from worshiping, nor did he order to kill these five people. After all, he has already gained an advantage, so there is no need to do things too well. It is not too late to wait until the frogs worship is finished, which can also show his general's style.

"Dong!Dongdong!"

"Military Bai, go all the way!"

The frog's injuries have not healed, but his spirits are very strong. The most strange thing is that he does not seem to have any sad and painful expressions. In front of him are the corpse and coffin he respects the most. He has been watching quietly, but his eyes are not in tears, but he seems particularly firm.

More than 2,000 people in the audience also looked at the frog, and there was a complex emotion in their eyes.

This kind of emotion is called love and friendship, and it is called to repay kindness, and to ask the scholar to die for his confidant! Rather than burying it on a white paper tonight, it is better to say that the Butler Fu is on the throne, so there will not be too many people who sincerely worship today, because of the rareness, the generosity of the frogs and the others is particularly precious.

The frog did not pay attention to the thoughts of others and did not care about them.

His eyes never moved away from the coffin. The night was confused, but Ye Feng had a chilling and solemn intention. The frog suddenly turned around and faced the public and said slowly: "Military Bai was tragically plotted to death by a villain, and was wronged, but I can't help him revenge."

He stared at Butler Fu: "I hate you, but I can't kill you."

He did not have a word of vain or mournful crying, and he got to the topic from the beginning, but what was his meaning? No one knew, so everyone listened quietly, and the frog continued to say: "I asked my brothers to attack Mr. Fu today and the whole army was wiped out."

"I can't kill him until Butler Fu takes office."

A hint of helplessness and shame appeared in the frog's eyes, and then he added in a cold voice: "After he took office as the King of Southern tonight, I can't kill him. As a confidant who has always valued by the White Army, I have no reason to survive when facing the villain who betrayed him."

The frog admitted to attacking Butler Fu, which made everyone feel sad.

The frog completely pushed himself into a dead end. As soon as the words just came out, he had no excuse to live anymore, and no one could protect him. The frog obviously saw the pity in everyone's eyes, but he smiled indifferently: "I appeared tonight, just want to send the military advisor."

"Now that my wish is over, I deserve to die-"

He didn't finish this sentence, and took out a sharp dagger from his trouser legs with his backhand. He raised and stabbed. The sharp dagger pierced his own heart. The transformation was too fast, surprisingly fast, caught off guard, blood splattered, and the audience suddenly became silent.

The frog's pupils quickly dissipated. Before closing his eyes, he raised his middle finger to Butler Fu with difficulty and spit out the last two words "Little Man". Then the body fell down with a bang and fell on the coffin with a white paper fan. The blood on his chest splattered on the white coffin, which was shocking in the darkness.

Everyone exclaimed when he fell down.

Some people retreated, fearing that the frog would cause conflicts to hurt them, while others rushed up. Everyone wanted to see the frog's life and death, and wanted to see this tragic warrior. The scene was a little confused. Only Butler Fu, who stood in the crowd without moving.

Then, he saw four people following the frog and hit him in the chaos. Butler Fu still didn't move. The four people suddenly pulled out the knife at the same time. The knife was also taken out from the legs of the trouser legs like a frog. The gun was hidden there too conspicuously, and the thin short knife was hidden.

The four knives stabbed Mr. Fu from four directions.

They were already very close to Butler Fu, and soon rushed to the latter. However, before they got close, Butler Fu's bodyguard leader suddenly fled. When he punched a person in the face, his elbow had already hit the other person's face at the same time, and then kicked over the other two attackers.

The bodyguard captain was always better than the four minions, so he knocked down four people in an instant. Then, more than 20 bodyguards around him took out short guns and pulled the trigger at the four people on the ground. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! The gunshot sounded tightly, and the four people were quickly beaten into sieves.

Butler Fu was not panicked from beginning to end. Obviously he was disdainful of the Frogs and the others' dying struggle. But he was a little surprised. It was too scattered to die, right? Although it was difficult for frogs to hurt his hair, it would not be like this. It was completely meaningless.

The blood had penetrated into the grass, and the corpse had gradually become stiff.

The Western King calmly directed his men to clean up the messy scene. The five frogs came in full view, and no one stopped them, so the elite three kings who served as guards were naturally not criticized, not to mention that the frogs and the others were people with white paper fans, and they had nothing to do with the Three Kings.

"What a pitiful group of people."

Butler Fu cursed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, and then slowly walked towards the frog surrounded by bodyguards. Although the frog had fallen on the coffin, he felt that he always stood up, and stood very straight. This was a confidant of the white paper fan and he was worthy of being a loyal loyal trained by Lao Bai.

The wind is blowing, constantly blowing.

A dark cloud floated over, and the world became solemn and cold again.

The reason why Butler Fu walked over to see the frog was to face the dead guy completely. At the same time, he was angry with the frog's contempt when he was dying, so he stretched out his toes and kicked the frog away with his brand new leather shoes. When he saw the frog's face, he felt the dead frog sneering.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled a trace of danger. Just as he was about to move his steps back, the white coffin shattered in an instant, and a sharp shout came from the coffin. The next second, a knife stabbed out of the broken coffin with a shout. This knife brought a sense of desert sadness.

Butler Fu wanted to dodge, but his body was far less than the speed of the knife.

A flash of sword light pierced through his chest and penetrated from behind.

Blood splashed out with the tip of the knife! Butler Fu, who had a severe pain in his chest, suddenly realized that his blood was bright red and warm like an ordinary person. His eyes were bulging and glaring, and the blood flowed down his cracked corners, flowing down his twisted cheeks, and bleeding all over his seven holes.

Then, the attacker scattered two or three smoke bombs, bang! A pungent thick smoke exploded and instantly filled the entire tomb pit, causing everyone to subconsciously close their eyes and noses. In this gap, the attacker pulled out his battle knife and shot towards the depths of the cemetery while the night was shining.

If someone pays attention, he will find that his escape route was designed early.

"Mo Yidao!"

Butler Fu shook his body, and a look of pain and reluctance appeared on his face.

No one made a sound or moved, and even his breathing had stopped completely. Even the bodyguard leader was stunned. He was completely shocked by the accident and could not react. Everyone looked at Butler Fu's body, and only felt cold fingertips and cold toes and cold lips.

They felt cold sweat slowly flowing down their backs, as if countless small snakes were crawling on their backs. Butler Fu was killed like this. Someone actually killed Butler Fu under the gaze of two thousand leaders. This mythical assassination story happened in front of everyone.

Butler Fu was really dead, and he died clearly in front of everyone.

All grudges, all motivations, all life and death are fully displayed tonight.

He was not dead at the hands of the mafia, nor was he assassinated by the Three Kings and Chu Tian, ​​but was killed by the remnants of white paper fan. The frog and the others even easily paid their lives for this, but someone soon questioned: "Didn't Mo Yidao, have you been driven away by white paper fan?"

"This is a game!"

The King of Western King was sure and serious: "A game designed by the white paper fan very early."

"They are just acting, a tough trick!"

"It's just that Mo Yidao will not involve the white paper fan."

ps: The second update is coming. On the last day of this month, I will smash all the flowers, otherwise it will be wasted after twelve o'clock. Thank you God for reading books and rewarding works for 588 coins, and rewarding works for 1436120415 for 100 coins.
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