杜达雄大鸟

Chapter 567 A Massacre

The old man in white who suddenly appears, together with the two men in blue, sends a chill down the spines of the Zhao Family.

“May I ask who you are?” Zhao Chong takes a deep breath and braces himself for taking a step forward, making a bow with hands folded in front and asking.

The old man in white snorts and reaches out his hand. It seems that on his hand, a black butterfly flies at an extremely fast speed and then lands on Zhao Chong’s face.

Before he can speak, Zhao Chong suddenly feels that something in his body is being quickly pulled away.

Then with a grimace, he finally screams in pain and his body shrinks at a visible speed, as if he is drained of blood and essence. When the black butterfly turns blood-red and returns to the old man’s hand, Zhao Chong freezes there. One of the Zhao Family takes a step forward and touches him gently. The next moment, Zhao Chong’s body turns into ashes right away.

“Ah!” Quite some people cry out in horror.

Astoundingly, within the blink of an eye, Zhao Chong has already vanished.

As a gust of wind blows by, several people of the Zhao Family all cough heavily.

Does anyone ordinary have ashes blown over his face?

“Uncle Chong!”

“Grandpa Chong!”

The Zhao Family all glare in fury.

Zhao Chong is already dead for good. Nothing of him is left but ashes...

“Who are you?” The middle-aged man following behind Zhao Chong shouts, whose voice sounds full of terror.

The old man with a white beard sneers and the butterfly in his hand has disappeared.

“Who killed my son?”

He repeats his question. They start to doubt whether humans are essentially inclined to repeat, just as is said online.

“Who on earth is your son? How can we know who killed your son?” A young man of the Zhao Family shouts.

The old man with a white beard stares at him.

The next moment, the young man feels his body enveloped by gusts of chills. Almost without hesitation, he turns around and wants to escape, but he still doesn’t react fast enough. Or it is better to say that he doesn’t run as fast as the butterfly flies. Instantly, the butterfly turns him into ashes.

“Humph. How reckless!” The old man with a white beard snorts. After killing two people of the Zhao Family, he doesn’t show any mixed feelings on his face, as if he didn’t kill two people but two ants. He really regards human’s life as nothing, or how can he be so indifferent?

“You are from the Poison Sect?” The middle-aged man has no time to fear at the moment. He is simply ruminating on how to get out of the current predicament.

Since the old man keeps asking who killed his son, telling him the answer will be the best solution then.

“Um?” The old man with a white beard stares at him, making the middle-aged man shiver subconsciously.

“How do you know I am from the Poison Sect? It seems that my son’s death really has something to do with you,” the old man with a white beard says with a sneer.

“No, no, no. Sir, your son’s death has nothing to do with us,” the middle-aged man hastens to say.

The old man with a white beard looks at him with a frown, seemingly trying to see through his mind with his eyes.

Then he says slowly, “Go on.”

“Sir, your son was killed in our home indeed, but it was not any one of us who killed him!” The middle-aged man notices a silver lining and hastens to say.

“Who is that?” While the old man with a white beard is talking, his lips move slightly only and his face looks expressionless. Others can’t help suspecting whether he is sleeping, but his cold killing intent is clearly there all the time. Probably it is his way to exert stress on them.

He killed two people of the Zhao Family within a short period of time but the rest of the Zhao Family can only gather for shelter in fear. At the moment, in no way are they as courageous as they were when they claimed to negotiate with Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng. Even if the old man only glances at them, they will tremble in fear.

Actually, these people were only bluffing by insisting on claiming to negotiate with Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng. If they are really faced with Gao Ge, they may not be able to talk fluently. After all, the fierceness that Gao Ge showed to them is more or less inferior to that of the old man with a white beard. Gao Ge has no knowledge of the vicious move that the old man plays. However, if he does, he will use it often. After all, it is smooth and clean. The dead body just turns into ashes without leaving any trace. He doesn’t even need to burn the corpse for destroying the evidence.

The point is that someone has to do away with the corpse if it is just left unattended.

Gao Ge doesn’t like bringing trouble to others.

The middle-aged man is hesitating. Upon seeing that the butterfly reappears on the old man’s hand, he shouts hysterically, “Gao Ge! It’s Gao Ge!”

In fact, he never meant not to split on Gao Ge in consideration of his conscience. After all, the Zhao Family and Gao Ge hold grudge against each other. Of course, it doesn’t mean that without the grudge, they wouldn’t betray Gao Ge...

He was hesitating just because he wanted to take the opportunity to bargain with the old man. What if the old man gets the information and still kills them all?

“Gao Ge?” The old man with a white beard slightly frowns, “Who is he? Where is he?”

“He should be in Mount Duanlong now,” the middle-aged man says in a low voice.

“Why did he kill my son?” The old man with a white beard continues asking.

The middle-aged man really wants to roll his eyes at the old man.

Why did Gao Ge kill his son?

His son meant to murder Gao Ge. Wasn’t it a good cause for Gao Ge to kill him first? If not, Gao Ge would have been killed for sure.

But he knows that if he really says so, he will be killed then. Therefore, he tries another way and mumbles, “Gao Ge must be too bored. He capitalizes on his good talent and he also used to be a student of the Cultivation Academy. Afterwards, he became a member of the Dragon Court. That’s why he dared to act recklessly and kill people at will...”

Hearing the middle-aged man say that, the old man with a white beard frowns, “A member of the Dragon Court? If so, it will be a bit troublesome...”

The middle-aged man seems to worry that the old man dispels the thought of seeking revenge on Gao Ge, so he hastens to say, “Rest assured. Gao Ge was a member of the Dragon Court but now he is not anymore.”

In the meanwhile, he feels a bit curious. The old man with a white beard can’t be an ordinary man. How can he not have heard of Gao Ge’s name before?

“Okay. Noted. In this case, I have nothing to worry about then.” After saying that, the old man with a white beard turns around to look at the two men in blue behind him.

The two men in blue immediately take his hint and charge forward.

The old man with a white beard walks out of the door slowly.

Nothing but screams and cries can be heard outside.

This is a massacre.

“You can’t do this...” The middle-aged man shouts in despair and finds a bug fly into his mouth. Then he starts to put his fingers down his throat, trying to get the bug out. However, soon the small bug has become as big as a fist and crawled out of his belly...

“All of you deserve to die!” The old man with a white beard, with his back to them, looks up at the sky, “My son, don’t worry. I will make these people pay for your death...”