Rise From Doomsday Chapter 674: 、Yezhichao
.. Rise of the Doomsday
The immortal toad sent Haicheng to a safe place for healing, and followed the trail to chase the leopard. He and Feng Leopard belonged to the same period. In terms of time, when he became famous, Feng Leopard was still at least a little kid, and even dared to attack him. This hatred must be reported.
In the blink of an eye, all the people in this place were evacuated. The people from the four major cities in the southeast, northwest and the three summits totaled more than 20,000. Following Haicheng's order, all disappeared into the night, leaving Guo Zifeng. His body slowly turned cold, accompanied by Jinfeng and the mountain wind.
The three giants of the Poor Three Summits are famous, and in such a dark night, the death is unknown.
The bathhouse every day. It belongs to an altar in Dongcheng District, because the price is low and the business is booming. Today the door was open, but there was no visitor. A regular visitor walked in strangely and smelled a strange smell at the door. In order to kill viruses, the bathhouse will spray disinfectant water all the year round, and the people who come here to take a bath are all men. The various flavors are mixed together, and it is sour and refreshing. People who pay attention to personal hygiene will never enter here.
The smell that regular customers smell now is definitely different from the past. Stepping into the door, the flavor inside became more intense, and suddenly he felt a little uneasy, as if something terrible was about to happen, and his pace slowed down. He came to the bathhouse every day, familiar, he would not get lost when he closed his eyes. When he stepped into the bathhouse, his whole person froze instantly, his face turned pale for an instant, he only felt his stomach churning, and he almost had the meal overnight. Spit it out.
The mist in the bathhouse is steaming, and the water that has been kept at 60 degrees all year round is boiled, gurgling bubbling, dozens of corpses rise and fall with the boiling water, and the blood stains the water red , So that the whole pool seemed to be dyed with rouge, and the steaming mist was also pink.
The corpse is half-cooked, and the smell of blood, sweat, sulfur, and soda are mixed together. No wonder it smells so strange.
"It's murdered—" the regular customer stumbled out of the bathhouse, yelling all the way, with fear on his face.
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Mahjong Hall must earn.
The name is very festive, but whoever makes the money depends on the benevolent. In the past, the lively mahjong hall was still lively tonight, except that the sound of mahjong collision on weekdays was turned into the sound of knives entering the meat, the most common watermelon knife, at this moment, it turned into a sickle of death, and the knives were shining like slices of knives. Snowflake, every blade of light shining, is accompanied by a ray of blood, and is accompanied by a harvest of life.
The people at the Mahjong Hall absolutely couldn't believe that the intestines covered by the Three Summits were also daring to move, and they were rushing to kill them all. The last person fell in a pool of blood, and the Mahjong Hall of Bingzhuan became quiet.
The three men covered in blood silently threw away the watermelon knives that were already covered with cracks, turned away, and observed carefully. Their steps were surprisingly consistent, and the distance of each step seemed to have been measured.
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Peter Pan, this nickname is obviously ironic to the gangsters. He accepted it with pleasure. He is only 21 years old this year, and he still has a piece of pure land in his heart. He was obsessed with the look of worship and admiration from the girls in the hair salon, the girls in the washing, cutting and blowing, and the girls in the soaking feet, which made him obsessed, and he enjoyed it very much. Relying on the identity of Guo Zifeng’s godson in the Three Summits, Peter Pan does some chivalrous things from time to time. Everyone looks at Guo Zifeng’s face. As long as he shows up, basically nothing is impossible. All of this happened tonight. Changed.
Hoo——Hoo——Hoo——
Being able to be called the Flying Man, even if it is ironic, at least proves that his speed is okay. Peter Pan has always been proud of this, but now, he has found that it is not enough, far from enough, which is too slow. He has escaped for half an hour, and the pursuit and killing behind him has not stopped.
The air in the lungs seems to be burning, and the two legs are filled with lead, not as heavy as their own. He always thought that he could run for four hours in a row. This was his previous record. He never thought that he would be unable to hold it in just half an hour under his desperation. But he must persevere, because once he stops, he will die.
A scream caught Peter Pan's attention. He didn't want to watch it. After all, he was running for his life, so he didn't have the energy to be nosy. Perhaps there was something chivalrous in his heart, perhaps it was the curiosity of the young man, which made him look around during his busy schedule. It was this look that made him like an ice pit, his legs running at high speed suddenly stopped, and the effect of inertia almost made him almost stop. He flew out, and his hands were in a mess before he stabilized his body again, and his body was cold.
What did he see? He saw Guo Yong, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, smashed his head with a fist from the old wolf, his brain overflowing.
There are three deputy directors of the Public Security Bureau. Cheng Yong is the uninfluential one and speaks less in the Public Security Bureau. However, this is only the surface. Peter Pan is the core of the Three Summits. With Guo Zifeng’s godson status, he knows more information than the ordinary core. He vaguely understands that Cheng Yong is the one who covers the Three Summits, not the public security bureau. Director Lu Kaiming.
Guo Yong is the absolute confidant of Mayor Haicheng Ying. At this moment, he was killed. This is not under the influence of a heavy bomb exploding, and the wind and waves will overwhelm many people.
Peter Pan felt that he couldn't stay in this place, he ran wildly again, his mind turned. The old wolf is just the boss of a hunter corps with a large number of people, but after all, he has no grounds and is rootless. Why dare to do such a rebellious thing? Doesn't he know the methods of Mayor Hai? Before he could come up with the answer, he caught a glimpse of a group of people blocking the intersection in front of him, scared him to brake quickly.
"It's over!"
More than fifty people stared at him fiercely. In the dark, the red eyes seemed to eat people. These people exude a peculiar evil spirit. Peter Pan knew that this was a kind of aura produced after killing too many zombies, only the Hunter Corps had it. Suddenly he had a doubt. Although he was a human being in the Central City, he knew in his heart that to a large extent it was Guo Zifeng's name, and in the eyes of people of the level of Old Wolf, he was afraid that he would not be on stage. How can a person who is not on stage start a teacher and move the crowd?
"No, these people are not against me!" Peter Pan just came to this conclusion, and more than fifty people rushed over with a shout.
"Oh, I'm so dead." Peter Pan gritted his teeth and twitched two three-foot-long iron rods, one large and one small, 13.8 catties large and 5.6 catties light. Normally against the enemy, he always uses 5.6 jin of iron rods, and only 13.8 jin of iron rods will be used when encountering powerful opponents. Now that they are both large and small, he has regarded this battle as a decisive battle.
Several tens of meters away, Peter Pan raised his right hand high, and when the power accumulated to the peak was pouring out, a figure that was almost to the extreme shot into the crowd, screaming like a flood When it sounded, the figure moved ghostly among the crowd. There were more than fifty people, and no one could touch his clothes, and every time he moved, one or two people flew out.
Boom!
A big man fell on his feet, with a palm print on his chest, three inches deep, the big man's body twitched, and blood couldn't stop overflowing from his mouth. In less than three seconds, his legs squeezed, and there was no movement at all.
Peter Pan raised his head in amazement. The battle has ended. More than fifty people, either dead or injured, are all lying on the ground. There is only one person standing on the field, the mysterious person. At this time, he was watching Know the face of this person.
"Fan Shuai!"
Peter Pan couldn't even dream that the person who accidentally saved his life was Fan Shuai. Fan Shuai is the boss of Nancheng, and he has a hostile relationship with the Three Summits of the Central Committee.
"Fan Shuai, how dare you!" The anger in the eyes of the old wolf who came a step late almost burned, and more than fifty elites died just like that.
Fan Shuai coughed suddenly, blood stained the corners of his mouth, and his face instantly became pale. Fan Shuai wiped his sleeves casually, looking at the old wolf, his mouth showed a trace of disdain, "You dare to drip in this muddy water, you are really tired of life, it seems that Goshawk has given up on you."
The old wolf was shocked, and Goshawk had already made it clear that he couldn't help not letting him enter the city, but he was uneasy. He only brought five hundred people, and a large army was in the city to respond. Fan Shuai's words were like a knife tearing the place he wanted to cover, and in an instant, he aroused intense anxiety.
He clenched his fist and planned to kill Fan Shuai. Fan Shuai was already injured. This was the best time to kill him. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying crisis appeared behind him. This crisis was so violent that he He clearly smelled the scent of death, and after exhausting twelve points of strength, he blasted his fists toward his back.
Chiff——
The tip of a knife pierced through the back and pierced through the front of the chest. In an instant, the old wolf felt like a punctured balloon, full of strength, flowing like a tide. This is almost impossible. Even at his level, even if the heart is crushed, he can still hold on for a few seconds or even minutes. The advantage brought by this kind of strength suddenly loses its effect.
"People are so bad and dare to call Old Wolf...cough..." Feng Leopard coughed, and wiped the blood stained on the blade of the old wolf's clothes~IndoMTL.com~Why? "The old wolf didn't even notice when the enemy who should be behind him appeared in the front, but he has no time to think about this problem. He just wants to know why this person wants to kill him, he doesn't even know this person.
"The second child said that when I meet people who dare to use the nickname "wolf", they must kill them all... Well... the second child doesn’t know where I’ve been hiding, but I can’t treat it as if I didn’t see it. ...Cough...The King of War is really heavy, and the toad is too insidious. He even attacked...cough..." Feng Leopard kept coughing up blood, but his face was quite triumphant, and he didn't know what he was happy about.
The old wolf never dreamed that he would kill himself for this reason. In this world, there are more than tens of millions of people who use the nickname "wolf". Does he have to kill one by one? His legs softened and fell, his eyes widened, and he couldn't catch his eyes.
Fan Shuai squinted at Feng Leopard. Old Wolf didn't know Feng Leopard, but he did. Feng Leopard is low-key, but in the four cities, southeast, northwest, everyone knows each other, no matter how deep it is, it's useless.
Fengbao didn't care about him, and walked to Peter Pan with a smile: "Xiao Feier, now your father is dead, do you want to consider being my apprentice?"
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