Chapter 1174 (2/2)

The blood flows down slowly along the face, glides over the dead, can't sleep the eye.

What does that mean?

But Qin Shuangshuang, who was full of despair, did not notice these things at all. He closed his eyes and wept bitterly.

Xiang Sui Zi and Cao Muzi are all staring at rongbei in an instant.

That's not all.

Rong Bei's thin and cool lips held a cigarette in his mouth, but his hand snatched the goblet in Xiangsui's hand and smashed it hard in the corner of the table, leaving the uneven rim of the cup in an instant.

He got up and walked in that direction.

There is very dark, let North tall and straight body to go there, without half a minute of hesitation.

The straight black back, like the Shura climbing up from hell, the bodyguards did not feel backward when they saw him coming with cruel and cold breath.

However, rongbei grabs a person who wants to make a move and directly grabs his collar to the area in front of him. The broken goblet instantly pierces his abdomen.

The man's eyes widened and blood gushed from the corners of his lips.

Rong Bei threw aside his cigarette and frowned slightly. When two people were afraid and would rush up, he would kick on the wall, then pick up the chair beside the table and hit him on the head.

What is violence and what is aesthetics.

Rongbei's technique is cruel, but it's crisp, and his face is splashed with bloodstains, but he doesn't seem to feel the bloody killing.

His technique perfectly expounds what is violence aesthetics!

Cao Muzi's eyes widened more than once and wanted to rush up