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Chapter Three Hundred and Three Dead! (two in one)(2/2)

Her figure suddenly jumped and had merged into the shadow not far away.

"Haha, is that?"

Zuo Yang's mouth curled up a curve of confidence.

At this time, he no longer acted, and just looked at Sato Kazuko in the shadows, making Sato Kazuko feel guilty.

"Can you see me?"

Sato Kazuko still didn't know that, and asked in the ethereal voice from all directions.

As a result, before she finished speaking, she finally felt a slight sting of pain on her right cheek, and a drop of warm liquid slowly slid down her cheeks, and the nasal cavity was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"This is……"

Sato Kazuko quickly raised her hand and wiped it.

It was her blood, but the blood that should have been bright red has now turned into azure blue...

"Not good, poisonous!"

Sato Kazuko realized it and screamed in surprise.

But the next moment, she felt a soreness and weakness in her body, and her legs were no longer her own legs, and she fell down as softly as if she had lost her bones.

"You...you..."

She struggled to stand up, but not to mention standing, she was having difficulty breathing at this moment and she became weak in speaking.

"That's right, it's poisonous, and there's no antidote to the throat when the poison is blood-sealed. You're out of help, don't struggle anymore."

Zuo Yang grinned, revealing his white teeth, nodding and admitting.

Although Sato Kazuko avoided Zuo Yang's sword just now, the blade finally swept to her cheek, leaving a very shallow wound.

In normal times, this kind of minor injury even had the slightest "soft tissue contusion (every time I read a news report, the author thought that soft tissue contusion was a serious injury. Last month, I went to the encyclopedia and found out that this was a damn thing. I just wanted to be a boss who didn't know about science.)" It would be very difficult to count.

But this is enough for [Zhong Ling Diao Poison]!

"You...you...if I...if I...if I die, my father won't...will not let you go..."

Sato Kazuko stared at Zuo Yang with resentful eyes, but unfortunately she had no more strength to speak anymore, and the venom was quickly invading her body.

"That's what you said..."

Hearing this, Zuo Yang laughed again, "Otherwise, tell me the place where Kenshi Sato is, how about I go to him and ask him to avenge you now?"

"No, it's impossible..."

Sato Kazuko was so angry that she was trembling all over. This guy actually wanted to make a mess before she died.

"Then you are really thinking too much. In such a wilderness, all the people you bring are dead. If I don't say it, who knows how you died?"

Zuo Yang continued to laugh, "If I take one or two things from you and send them to Kenshi Sato as a token, express my loyalty, and push your death onto the living Hell by the way, maybe you will die unknowingly in my hands like you. Do you think there is such a possibility?"

"You...puff!"

Kazuko Sato directly spurted out blood, and half of the blood had turned into azure blue, and she didn't have much time left.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I actually have an antidote. If you tell me the point of Sato Kenshiro's end, it might be too late for me to detoxify you now."

Zuo Yang slapped his forehead and said again.

"You...you just said...you said there is no antidote for this poison...you...you don't want to deceive me...you are not, no, shameless!"

Sato Kazuko covered her chest with a painful expression, rolled her eyes and cursed.

"Damn, you actually saw through it. When you are dying, your memory is still so good."

Zuo Yang said regretfully.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Looking at Sato Kazuko again, she had already leaned softly on the tree. Although she was still staring at Zuo Yang with a pair of resentment, there was only the air coming out of her nose and no air coming in.

She is dead.
Chapter completed!
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