At 4:50 a.m., it was the darkest hour before dawn.

A humid east wind carrying water vapor began to blow strongly, and the faint starlight in the night sky completely disappeared at this moment, and a large area of black clouds was carried by the strong east wind, obscuring the starry sky.

Originally, at half past five in the morning, the sky in Liangcheng would begin to brighten, but due to the large cumulonimbus clouds covering the sky, the sky at this time was still dark and the five fingers were missing.

The fierce wind, like an ancient song, emitted a long whimper.

In the southwest corner of the roof of the department store, Yuan Dao stood with his long sword, and his hair was blown to the back of his head due to the strong east wind blowing towards him.

Around him more than ten meters away, there were hundreds of black-clothed killers, but none of them stepped forward again, and none of them made the slightest sound, there were so many people, but there was no movement, and all of them seemed to have become sculptures in the wind.

The atmosphere was quiet and a little eerie.

Finally, the low-altitude cumulonimbus clouds directly above burst into a white crack that was several kilometers long, and the lightning was extremely intense, shining the earth in an instant, and Yuan Dao saw the faces of the killers clearly.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderclap sounded, shaking the floor as if it were trembling slightly.

Yuan Dao was unmoved, and he didn't look up at the sky.

An early autumn thunderstorm is coming......

Yuan Dao also knew that the group of killers on the other side did not move because they were waiting for his physical strength to be depleted!

His abdomen and legs were stabbed by daggers, and blood kept gushing out, and as time passed, more and more blood flowed out of Yuan Dao, and his physical strength continued to decline.

Finally, the raindrops of beans crackled down, and the entire Liangcheng was drenched in an instant as if a basin of water had been poured by God.

Soon, the water on the road converged into a stream and began to rush down the terrain.

The drainage pipes on the roof of the building could not drain such a large amount of water, and soon the water gathered up to the surface of the feet!

It's the first time I've seen such a big thunderstorm this year!

The rainy season is about to pass, why is the sky not beautiful! Such a heavy rain constantly washed away Yuan Dao's wounds, making the knife wounds on Yuan Dao's legs white, and the blood flowed faster, and the blood on the ground was quickly washed away by this pouring rain, leaving no trace.

The cheap sportswear that Yuan Dao was wearing had already been soaked, and the clothes with water were clinging to Yuan Dao's body, which would hinder Yuan Dao's actions to a certain extent.

On the other hand, the group of killers on the other side were wearing tight-fitting and smooth suits, which seemed to be waterproof, and raindrops would leave along their smooth suits, not wetting their clothes, as if they were prepared for the weather before this.

Tiangong is not beautiful, so that Yuan Dao is a little uncomfortable at the moment, the wound is constantly washed by the raindrops of beans, the pain is secondary, this pain is nothing for Yuan Dao, the key is that the platelets at the wound cannot be coagulated at all due to the continuous washing of the rain, which will lead to the continuous flow of blood.

As time passed, Yuan Dao's lips slowly turned pale, and his face gradually lost its blood.

And just like that, more than half an hour passed!

Yuan Dao was still holding a long sword, and with the corpse of a man in black under his feet, he stood motionless in a corner in the southwest of the department store.

It's half past five in the morning!

Originally, at this time, the sky in Liangcheng has begun to brighten, and there will be cleaners on the street to start cleaning the streets, and cleaning vehicles and garbage vehicles will also start working on the road.

However, due to the pouring rain, the sky was still extremely dark at the moment, and only the occasional lightning would make the world suddenly brighten, and there was no one or a vehicle on the horse!

Yuandao's plan fell through due to the fact that Tiangong was not beautiful!

He originally wanted to hold out for two hours, so that when it was dark, the group of killers would have to leave!

After all, they would never dare to expose their identities to the public, in case they attracted the attention of the Dragon Bureau, it was estimated that they would not even be able to get out of the border of Huaxia and would be surrounded and annihilated by the strong men of the Dragon Bureau!

However, the weather is not beautiful, this heavy rain does not fall sooner or later, but it is raining at this time!

Ordinary thundershowers are only about half an hour to 40 minutes at most, but this thunderstorm has lasted for more than 40 minutes and is still not small!

"Heaven is going to kill me?" Yuan Dao's brows tightened slightly, and finally, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky was still extremely dark, and under the instant light of lightning, Yuan Dao could see a large area of low-pressure cumulonimbus clouds still covering the entire night sky!

It seems that this heavy rain will continue for a long time!

More than half an hour had passed, and it had reached a little past six o'clock, and the sky was still very dark because of the cumulonimbus clouds, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

The floor drain on the road was no longer able to drain a large amount of rainwater, and the rainwater collected into a river that flowed rapidly on the road, and even washed away many bicycles and electric vehicles and garbage bins placed on the roadside.

Now that the dry season is about to begin, such a heavy rain at this time of year will inevitably lead to natural disasters such as mudslides or flash floods in the suburbs.

The stagnant water on the roof of the building even overflowed the foot of Yuan Road, and the drainage pipe could not drain a large amount of rainwater from the roof in time.

The knife wounds on Yuan Dao's abdomen and legs have been turned out, and they are washed white by the rain, which is very hideous and terrifying.

His face had turned much paler, and he seemed to be about to lose his hand.

The group of black-clothed killers on the opposite side had been staring at the changes in Yuan Dao, and seeing that Yuan Dao was a little unable to support it, they suddenly made some movements, and their footsteps began to move slowly, moving a distance of four or five meters towards Yuan Dao and then stopped.

The power of the Yuan Dao was widely spread in the Temple of the Gods and the Alliance of Order, and this group of killers had long known that the King of Zhuxia was a very powerful person, so they did not dare to rush forward.

Finally, Yuan Dao fell to his knees on one knee, and it seemed that he had developed a feeling of dizziness due to excessive blood loss and physical exhaustion.

"Kill the King of Summers!"

In the crowd of black-clothed killers, I don't know who shouted.

Suddenly, several killers standing in the front row raised the weapons in their hands and stabbed towards Yuan Dao.

There are no flashy movements, this group of genetically modified killers used to be killers, all actions are aimed at killing targets, there will never be fancy actions dragging mud and water, and the daggers and knives in their hands are stabbed straight at an extremely fast speed.