Chapter 365: Crazy Criticism of the Supervisor 11
Ning Cuo looked at his happy face and exclaimed again, "I forgot that the eldest prince was killed by your illegitimate son a few days ago, and it was my people who handed him the knife..."
The emperor, with disheveled hair, had just shown a hint of a smile, but it froze on his face. He dug his frantic nails into the ground and tried to crawl towards Ning Cuo, roaring like a demon, "Ning Cuo, I will kill you, I will kill you, you devil..."
Ning Cuo looked down at him as he struggled and twisted madly at his feet, but he could only vent his impotent rage and could not move at all. The smile on his lips became more and more bright and dazzling.
The emperor was like a bug nailed to death in the filthy mud. Even with all his might, he couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest. His blood was boiling and he kept spitting blood. The resentful roar from his mouth became more and more crazy, "Ning Cuo, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost..."
Ning Cuo smiled and cracked the last melon seed, then kicked hard with his foot, and landed directly in the center of the crowd in a parabola spitting blood.
Ning Cuo elegantly patted the melon seed crumbs on his hands, then said generously with a curl of his lips, "You want to be a ghost? I will grant you your wish."
As he spoke, the man stood up lazily, then he slowly raised his hands. The wind that blew into the hall blew his gorgeous and wide sleeves up, and in the dim lights under the dark night, a demonic shadow was pulled out.
He opened his arms, his beautiful eyes gazing at everyone with a seemingly polite expression, but in reality, the corners of his mouth kept rising, his bright smile, everything about him, was filled with chilling cruelty. "Everyone, the fun is over. Now, the final game begins. The name of this game is, only one can survive, so everyone, get started~"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword emitting an icy cold light was thrown in front of everyone, and everyone in the hall let out a low cry of fear when they saw this.
However, the person who was most afraid of death had already grasped the hilt of the knife first, then screamed like crazy, picked up the knife and slashed at someone next to him.
"…ah……"
“…Wow…”
Blood splattered all over the ground, staining the ground red, and the screaming person fell to the ground with his eyes open.
This scene instantly stimulated the nerves of everyone in the hall. They looked at each other in confusion at the beginning, and then immediately rushed towards the long sword.
Even the emperor, who was vomiting blood and shouting that he was not afraid of death at all, picked up the knife with extraordinary ferocity.
After picking up the knife, he was the first to rush into the crowd and kill.
He wanted to kill all these bitches who had betrayed him, as well as those two bastards who knew who they were.
It was out of humiliation and hatred in his heart, and also for the sake of his own life, that he wanted to kill, kill everyone here.
Only in this way can he perhaps have a glimmer of hope of survival!
The traitor Ning Cuo said it himself: if only one person is left, he can survive.
He is the emperor, the king of Dazhao. He will not die so easily, absolutely not!
He had good intentions in his mind, but unfortunately he was old and injured, and the people chasing him would not let him kill them, so he could only scream and hack around.
The rest of the people in the hall were already irritated by the blood and corpses. They held knives and looked at everyone around them vigilantly.
Then, some people tried to protect themselves, launched tentative attacks, got injured and bled, became enraged by the pain, and finally became bloodthirsty!
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