Chapter 1581: Who is the letter?

The first thousand five hundred and eighty-one chapter Who believes?
No one can take this knife.
Winter is a small shack. So he became a waste man and was forced to die by the black man.
Black people dare to take a nap?
Although in his plan, killing Carly is a key part. But everything that the black man does is to serve his ambitions.
The carrier of the ambition is alive.
If there is no life, everything will be lost and lose any meaning.
Therefore, the black man must give up Carly, facing Xiao Zheng behind him.
Hey!
When the blade touched, the horrible ward suddenly burst into a fierce fire. In the next moment, the black man popped up like a cannonball, hitting Xiao Zheng’s heart.
Even if he didn't deal with the black man, he never saw how the black man kicked the winter Tibetan into a serious injury. However, Xiao Zheng’s foot from the volley of the black man clearly felt the power of this foot.
Hey!
Xiao Zheng took a shot with his left hand and removed 30% of the power of the black man. Then, with the remaining 70% strength, the figure swayed and ejected to Carlyle. Blocked in the middle of the two.
This is the purpose of Xiao Zheng.
Keep Carly's life!
In fact, Xiao Zheng does not care about Carly's death. Also have no friendship with this woman. But he is very clear that once Carly is dead, he will become the culprit. Even the death of Dong Zang is very easy to count on his head.
On the contrary, Carly is alive and he has room for explanation.
So he must keep Carly, not to be killed by this real culprit.
Winter Tibetan is dead.
Even the body has cooled and stiffened.
Lying in a thick blood pool, unusually awkward, shocking.
There were two shots in the head of Dong Zang. The small half of the head was smashed, and the red and white liquids flowed out. Unrecognizable, abnormalities.
Xiao Zheng’s heart is inexplicably helpless.
This incomparable young powerhouse is finally dead. I just didn't die in my own hands, but in front of this horrible tall black man.
now. The black man is staring at Xiao Zheng, and Xiao Zheng, behind him, sitting softly on the ground of Carly.
Obviously, he has not given up.
This alone can also prove that the black man is ranked among the eight strongest. Otherwise, he dares to face Xiao Zheng, not to show up?
Who is he?
Xiao Zheng’s heart raised a question mark. The mouth slowly said: "Miss Carly, are you okay?"
Carly, who was ready to meet the death, slowly opened the United States, but found a familiar figure in front of him, blocking the gloomy black man.
This person is Xiao Zheng. A man who once had to smash his corpse.
In any case, Carly did not expect Xiao Zheng to help. And so arrived in time.
Her tight and desperate heart restored a warmth, a hope.
She knows that Xiao Zhengyi’s life should be saved. After all, he is so powerful. Even Dong Zang can also cut a hand by cutting one hand.
"Nothing." Carly endured the pain from her arms.
At this moment, she was not well dressed, and even the bra was exposed to the air in an unsightly manner. The pair of full-bodied snowballs is fascinating and eye-catching.
"Thank you. Mr. Xiao." Carly said with pain.
"He killed the winter Tibetan?" Xiao Zheng blinked at the moment and stared at the silent black man.
Just now, Xiao Zheng confirmed that the black man is extremely powerful. Whether it is explosive power, or the legs that are as hard as iron, they have unimaginable lethality.
But in this sentence, he asked Carly.
"No." Carly squinted her head, her face showing a strange color.
"Hmm?" Xiao Zheng brows slightly. The heart is half cold.
"I killed it." Carly whispered.
Xiao Zheng sighed. Nothing to do.
Judging from the scene, Dongzang died of shooting. And if the black man shot, there is no need to open so many guns. Whether it is a dagger or his horrible leg, it is enough to break the winter of one hand.
Then, Carly's words are not empty. Winter Tibet is indeed her kill.
"I controlled him in the winter, and then you shot?" Xiao Zheng sharply analyzed the truth.
This time, don't wait for Carly to speak. The black man’s low and hoarse voice sounded:
Who believes?

Xiao Zheng heard the words, but his heart was sinking.
Yes.
Who would believe that the black man who Xiao Zheng said forced Carly to kill the winter collection? Who is this black man? Why do you want to do this?
Or maybe, just Xiao is fabricated out of thin air. Used to cover up your crimes?
Everyone thinks so.
"The murderer will find countless illogical reasons to wash himself." The black man's voice is hoarse. "Mr. Xiao. When she dies, she will die without a testimony. It is not a bad thing for you."
"You are stupid, or am I stupid?" Xiao Zheng blinked. Apparently, the proposal of the black man is not recognized.
The black man heard the words, but there was no sign, and suddenly he got out!
He stooped over and stabbed Xiao Zheng's heart. Fast and accurate, it is clearly a peerless master!
And Xiao Zheng saw it, and did not dare to have the slightest care. Raise the knife and greet it!
Hey!
When the blade slammed into a collision, it would rub the intense fire. Both sides felt the intense pressure on the arm. As soon as they contacted, they retreated.
But this is the moment, the black man suddenly legs out, such as an iron whip to Xiao Zheng left brain. The situation is strong and the wind is thundering.
Xiao Zheng does not dare to harden, and does not want to harden
If you are sitting softly behind the old forest. Xiao Zheng even hides and hides, and directly takes the knife and smashes it. But sitting behind him is Carly, a woman who tried to kill Xiao Zheng and had no friendship with him.
Why is Xiao Zheng desperate for her?
The head was biased, avoiding the black whip leg. Then, his arm was tight, and the backhand knife smashed out and attacked the past!
In the face of Xiao Zheng’s varied offensive, the black man has not regretted it. On the contrary, in his gloomy eyes, instead of a little more light out of thin air!
At the moment when Xiao Zheng was on his head, the dagger in the hands of the black man suddenly took off his hand and slammed into Carly. Fast and accurate, straight to the door!
damn it!
Xiao Zheng’s blade has already come out, and he is unable to open the dagger that the black man shot. Under the urgency, Xiao Zheng’s body shape was twisted, and the wide left hand suddenly caught it.
Fight!
He grabbed the dagger with his hand, but his palm was cut. Spewed blood.
At this moment, the black man also cleverly avoided Xiao Zheng’s offensive. Exited the ward and disappeared into the night.
Everything is like a rush, no hesitation. It seems to have been rehearsed many times beforehand. It can be seen that the black man is definitely a strong and powerful, and has a strong executive power.
He knows when to do what. When will you retreat and when will you enter?
With this kind of mind, black people can do one of the best in any field.
What's more, is it just a big and small land to design a killing?