Chapter 31 Death of Zheng Ting

Zheng Ting was holding two convenience bags in his hands, containing meat and vegetables.

His daughter wanted to eat braised pork, so even though it was a bit late to get off work, he went to the supermarket that was open late to buy fresh ingredients.

I plan to get up early tomorrow to make it for her, secretly put it in an insulated lunch box, and take it to school to eat at noon.

Eating something so greasy in the morning is not good for your health.

Lao Zheng lives in an old building area built in the 1990s. It is relatively clean, but the overall style is somewhat incompatible with this modern international metropolis.

Full of nostalgic flavor.

It’s not that I don’t want to change, and it’s not that I can’t afford it at all. The main reason is that the corresponding school district here is very good.

For the sake of the children.

He and his wife lived in this old shabby house without any hesitation, without any complaints.

Walking in a slightly messy alley, some dim street lights shone on him, and there was silence all around.

Not even a human figure can be seen.

People who live here are either parents who want their children to go to school, or old people who are nostalgic for the past.

By eight or nine o'clock in the evening, except for some stray cats and dogs, there are almost no other living creatures.

Zheng Ting is also used to it.

The capital's boundaries are generally very safe.

Besides, he was once a master in slaying demons with Wan Guosong. Even though he was transferred to the internal service, he still had no shortage of courage.

As he walked, he was thinking about whether his daughter had passed the math test today.

The little girl who just entered junior high school was the same as when he was a child. She was very good at Chinese but particularly poor at mathematics.

When I look at those numbers, formulas, etc., I feel sleepy...

Hey, if it really doesn’t work, why don’t you hire a one-to-one teacher to give her a good make-up?

At this moment, a big black cat suddenly jumped out from the pile of debris, looked at Zheng Ting and let out a "meow".

It startled Lao Zheng, who was a little distracted.

He glared at the big black cat that he often saw: "What are you doing? You're just trying to scare people, right?"

The big black cat ignored him and ran away quickly.

Zheng Ting suddenly frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

Sighing, he smiled wryly and laughed at himself: "Since my strength has dropped sharply, my perception has become worse..."

Huo Di!

A face appeared in front of him without any warning.

His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and his eyes were rolled upwards, almost all of which were white, and blood was flowing down from the corners of his eyes.

An ordinary person would probably be frightened on the spot.

Zheng Ting, however, just frowned and looked at this terrifying face with a serious expression.

Slowly put down the convenience bag in both hands. There are eggs in it, so you can't just throw it on the ground.

"What do you want to do?" he asked in a deep voice.

Even though he had been severely injured back then and his strength was at a loss, the courage in his bones had never diminished at all.

There was a cold and creepy laughter in the air.

The floating woman's head grinned and breathed at him.

A ray of light suddenly shot out from the heavenly token on Lao Zheng's body.

Like a sharp sword, it cut the head in half on the spot.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

All the street lights in the alley suddenly exploded one by one.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.

Someone secretly asked in Zheng Ting's ear: "Where is Song Xiao?"

Then more cold voices came from all directions——

"Where is Song Xiao?"

"Tell us, where is he?"

"Where? Where?"

Zheng Ting looked calm and sent a message to Song Xiao through the token——

"Be careful, there is a ghost looking for you!"

Then he said coldly: "You pretender, get away from me!"

In an instant, the Heavenly Court Token erupted with a strong pressure, attacking in all directions.

Immediately there were several shrill screams that ordinary people could not hear.

Those weird ghosts were stunned on the spot.

Zheng Ting did not relax his vigilance because of this.

If the other party dared to intercept him, a man from Heaven, in the capital to interrogate Song Xiao's whereabouts, he couldn't be a lonely ghost and must be relying on someone.

At this moment, a shadow walked out of the darkness, almost completely blending into the dark night without street lights.

Clap your hands gently and applaud.

"He is truly worthy of being a master from the Heavenly Court. Even though he is useless, he can still kill so many of my subordinates."

Zheng Ting stared at the dark figure: "Who are you?"

The black shadow said: "You don't need to know. If you don't want to die, just tell me the whereabouts of Song Xiao quickly. Think of your family."

Zheng Ting said in a deep voice: "The whereabouts of the Heavenly Court field officer are uncertain, how do I know where he is?"

The black shadow laughed coldly twice: "No, no, no, you know. Don't try to test my patience. Either you tell me where he is now; or you, and your whole family...have to do it tonight."

die!"

Zheng Ting said: "No matter who you are, if you are an enemy of Heaven, you will not end well."

"Hahaha," the black shadow smiled disdainfully, "How do you, the Heavenly Family, fall into such a state of desolation? Do you still think that you are the messenger of the Chinese God Clan and the embodiment of justice?"

As he spoke, an extremely powerful and cold spiritual force surged toward Zheng Ting like a flash flood.

boom!

The heavenly token on Zheng Ting's body erupted into a brilliant light that could not be seen by ordinary people's naked eyes.

Block out this mental attack.

At the same time, this middle-aged man, who had not made a move for many years, rushed towards the black shadow on the opposite side like a leopard.

Make a fist seal with your left hand, punch it, and thunder will light up!

In his right hand was a simple dagger with an extremely sharp edge, piercing the black shadow.

Bang!

A majestic energy blasted out from the black shadow's hand.

The protection formed by the Heavenly Court Token is vulnerable to this terrifying force.

The thunder disappeared and the dagger fell to the ground.

Zheng Ting spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and landed on the ground more than ten meters away.

After struggling a few times, I couldn't stand up again.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, looking down at him.

"You are useless!" he said, "This is your last chance. Where is Song Xiao?"

Zheng Ting coughed twice, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I really don't know... If you are so capable, why don't you look for it yourself?"

The black shadow said: "So, you are unwilling to say anything? Then go to hell!"

Zheng Ting's neck was suddenly strangled by an invisible force, his face turned red instantly, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously struggled desperately.

The black shadow mocked: "Heaven? Ha!"

Zheng Ting had fallen into a coma at this time.

Countless images flashed through his mind like a revolving door——

At that time he was still young, in his prime, with thick hair.

The first mission was when he and Wan Guosong rushed into a small town house. The two of them worked together to kill a monster that was killing people and sucking blood, and saved an innocent child.
To be continued...