Who would dare me??

These words shook the surroundings like thunder, and everyone was stunned. In the crowd, the pupils of several people shrank violently, and then quietly retreated.

In the face of such a violent and raging Liu Mang, they didn't have any chance to kill!

They can only retreat, otherwise, Rukawa Nagasawa and Jinpeng will be their end!

At this moment, on the bridge, among the few fuel tankers that had already stopped, several drivers had ugly faces and wanted to leave, but they wanted to make a move, and even wanted to detonate the tanker.

Liu Mang's eyes were cold, and the spear in his hand left his hand directly and threw it out.

Airplanes!

The spear pierced directly through the front of a fuel tanker, piercing the driver's body, and staining the front of the car red with blood!

The remaining few drivers were glazed and frightened!

Liu Mang's eyes swept angrily: "You still don't roll?"

Swish!

The drivers trembled, rushed out of the cab in a panic, and ran away with rolling and crawling!

"It's worthy of death! I'm not as good as him!" Looking at the blood-stained river, looking at Liu Mang, who was covered in blood and still standing on the bridge like a peerless sword, the young Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.

"Liu Mang!" A low sobbing sounded, and Qin Momo hugged Liu Mang directly.

At this moment, Liu Mang's body was full of blood, but Qin Momo didn't care about the fishy smell, she hugged Liu Mang tightly.

At this time, she kept crying, she was afraid that she would never see Liu Mang again. She and Liu Mang finally got together again, she was afraid of separating from this man again, and she was even more afraid that she would never see this man again!

"Momo, I'm fine!" Liu Mang gently hugged Qin Momo and comforted him in a low voice.

"Boss, the injuries on your body need to be dealt with! It's not good after a long time!" Gerile, who was covered in blood, walked to Liu Mang's side at this time, looking at Qin Momo and Liu Mang, who were hugging each other tightly, he hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

At this time, Qin Momo suddenly reacted and said in a panic: "Geril, hurry.. Send Liu Mang to the hospital, hurry!"

Liu Mang smiled lightly: "You don't have to go to the hospital! Just get in the car, there are healing appliances and medicines in the car!"

In the car, when Liu Mang took off his clothes, Qin Momo directly covered his mouth, and tears slipped down again.

On Liu Mang's body, the dense wounds made her almost collapse: "Woo, Liu Mang, what have you experienced??"

The wounds, strange shapes, were all over Liu Mang's body, but at this moment, it seemed to be stabbed in her heart, making her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

"Momo, these are just minor injuries!Don't cry, I don't like my Momo crying!" Liu Mang gently wiped the tears from the corners of Qin Momo's eyes.

Liu Mang's injuries can't be treated by ordinary doctors at all!

Because these are not ordinary wounds, but wounds left by divine weapons!

Liuchuan Nagasawa's long knife, Jinpeng's 'Roaring Dragon' spear, these are peerless murder weapons, the wounds they left behind, the wounds are hideous and weird, not everyone can stitch and treat!

This kind of extremely hideous and terrifying injury can only be dealt with by him of the Grim Reaper!

After comforting Qin Momo, Liu Mang began to do it!

"Liu Mang, you... Don't you use anesthetic?" Suddenly, Qin Momo found that Liu Mang had no intention of using anesthetic at all.

"You can't use anesthetics!, he'll cause damage to some nerves!" Liu Mang shook his head.

No anesthetics, no painkillers!

Liu Mang used needle and thread to stitch up the wound on his body...

Stitch up the wound for yourself yourself?

Qin Momo stood aside, tears rolling down her beautiful eyes, she had never seen such a hideous and bloody scene.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to imagine what kind of life Liu Mang had lived before!

This man's past experience was ten times more cruel than she imagined!

She covered her mouth tightly, her beautiful eyes didn't dare to look at Liu Mang again, she was afraid that she couldn't help crying.

At this moment, the magic capital, an ancient mansion.

An old man sits under the old locust tree and sipps tea.

He is the heaven of the Long family, the third master of the Long family, Long Yunshen, one of the pinnacles of the hot summer!

Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked over and said with a solemn face: "Old Long, Jinpeng has failed!"

Syllable!

The teacup in the old man's hand was directly crushed by the old man, and the old man's body trembled slightly.

After a long time, he turned around: "Jinpeng... What about people?"

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a touch of sadness: "The corpse of Jinpeng is being sent to the Demon Capital!"

Swish!

The air is stagnant at this moment!

All the old man's movements, all his expressions froze at this moment!

The memories that have been sealed for decades are flooding at this moment:

More than fifty years ago, a rainy night, an alley!

A stray child with a wooden spear in his hand huddled in the corner, shivering!

A young man passed by: "What's your name?"

The child lifted the grim face: "I... My name is Jinpeng!"

The young man asked again, "Why are you living on the streets?"

"My parents were killed, my family was ruined, and I had to sleep on the streets!" the child's eyes showed deep sadness and a touch of murder!

"What is in your hand?" the young man asked again.

"My Jin family heirloom, the spear 'Roaring Dragon'!" the child clenched the wooden spear, and his voice was fierce.

"A wooden spear?" the young man frowned.

Suddenly, the child's tears rolled down and he screamed: "No! It was originally a golden gun, but they snatched it!"

The young man seemed to understand, and he looked at the child: "Since you are homeless, would you like to follow me, I can help you find the real 'Dragon!'"

The child hesitated for a moment and knelt on the ground: "Jinpeng... Yes!"

......

Forty years ago:

The young man was besieged by dozens of black-clothed guards, covered in blood, and in danger.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar: "Who dares to touch my brother Shen?"

A young man with a golden spear in his hand galloped on horseback, the spear danced, and in an instant, dozens of black-clothed killers fell in a pool of blood.

Thirty years ago:

A middle-aged man is deeply encircled, and countless gunmen are firing fiercely!

A young man was covered in blood, like a wall of blood, standing in front of the middle-aged man, his eyes were like a sword, and he glanced at the endless killer opposite: "If you want to kill my brother Shen, then step over my Jinpeng!"

Twenty years ago:

A middle-aged man stood on the top of the mountain and said to another middle-aged man: "Jinpeng, you have been born and died with me for decades, and now I am standing at the peak of this hot summer, and no one poses a danger to me anymore... If you want to repay your kindness, you have already repaid it, and if you want to leave, you can leave at any time!"

Another middle-aged man glanced at the spear in his hand that was stained with blood, and his deep eyes flashed through the ups and downs of the past few decades, and then, he smiled: "Where Brother Shen is, where Jinpeng is, where Brother Shen is, where Brother Shen is, it is home!"

"It's just that from now on, I'm afraid this 'noisy dragon' will have to hide the light forever!"

Ten years ago...

Five years ago...

Two years ago...

The two old men with white sideburns sat opposite each other: "Brother Shen, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, we are all old!"

"yes, we're all old!"

A few hours ago:

An old man took out the spear that had been sealed for a long time and floated away: "Brother Shen, the dragon has been silent for twenty years, it should drink blood!"

Unexpectedly, the separation a few hours ago turned out to be eternal!

The former Jinpeng turned into a corpse in an instant!

Recalling this, tears slipped from the corners of the old man's eyes!

"No, Jinpeng!

"Die! My Liu Mang is dead! I want him to be crushed to pieces! I want his head to pay tribute to my brother - Jinpeng!" The old man lost his former composure, and his eyes were bloody!

Beside Long Yunshen, the middle-aged man replied in a deep voice: "Old Long, don't worry, I promise to bring Liu Mang's head to pay tribute to Jinpeng before Jinpeng's funeral!"