045: What misunderstanding did we have?

Drip-to-da-da.

Drip-d-and-d-da

It was raining heavily.

The sound of rain drowned out Suchir's footsteps.

When he walked, he appropriately hid his figure in a dark corner every time, like a ghost walking in the night, slowly approaching the direction of the unfinished building.

When he was about to get close to the unfinished building, he quickly carried the qi and blood of his body.

The special blood boiled, and the world in front of him entered a blood-colored environment.

In the eyes in front of him, behind a load-bearing pillar of the unfinished building opposite, a rather strong aura appeared in front of his eyes.

The breath seemed to be slowly leaking out, as if the physical strength was being consumed.

There is no killing machine.

But the other party seemed to be stronger than he thought.

"Huh? Seems a bit strong? Maybe quasi-F-class?

But how do you look like it's leaking out of breath......"

Sukir was a little surprised, but he wasn't too scared.

The aura was stronger than he had imagined, but it didn't give him a strong sense of threat.

"Huh, I think I can't see you if I hide behind the load-bearing pillar?"

He withdrew from the boiling state of blood and walked quickly to the unfinished building.

This time, he had learned his lesson, and he did not hesitate to use his bloodline power to determine that there was indeed only one target around, and determined the location of the target.

The previous error on the flyover will no longer occur.

“emmmm~”

After the load-bearing pillar, Tang Jian shook his body, and after a small relief, he felt comfortable.

Hurriedly retracted the little brother to prevent a cold on a rainy night.

At the same time, in the state of God's perspective that he had always maintained, he had also observed Suchir sneaking in.

"Killers are really not good people, and they are sneaky when they meet, so I will have to persuade him to be a good person later.

If he doesn't want to, I'll hit him.

If you don't want to, you keep fighting.

Fight until he wants to!"

Even if he is a villain, Tang Jian only wants to teach the other party to be a good person by fighting, and fight until the other party is willing to be a good person.

He quickly put on a black righteous hood and snakeskin gloves, turned on the voice changer, and after checking that the lenses on the hood did not affect his vision, he swaggered out of the load-bearing pillar and appeared in front of Suqir.

"Who are you?"

Sukir was startled when he saw the figure with a black hood on the other side.

What the hell?

"I'm Chen Youliang! Don't you want to see me? You can't recognize me standing in front of you now?"

Tang Jian said through the voice changer.

Suchir was stunned.

You're wearing a black hood that covers your eyes.

Can ghosts recognize who you are?

Suddenly, his eyes froze, his expression was ugly, and he drank violently, "Looking for death, who are you?" Chen Youliang is 1.76 meters tall, you are at least 1.8 meters tall, who are you?"

Tang Jian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to shrink his legs and make them shorter.

Mistakes, mistakes.

Before coming, I wore heightened shoes to prevent stepping on the pushpin 📌.

I didn't expect that all kinds of disguises were not exposed, but in the end, they were exposed because they were too long.

Chen Youliang is not as long as him.

In this world, not all men have him as long.

"Well, exposure is exposure, it's too long to help. ”

Tang Jian stepped forward and walked ten meters away under Su Qier's vigilant gaze to stand still, "I'll tell you the truth, first of all, I want to thank you for those resources and items you sent me, and secondly, the reason why I met you is to persuade you to be a good person. ”

"What? Just because you want to take those resources from me too?

You think you let your men take those things and I won't be able to get them back?"

Su Qier smiled angrily, his eyes were cold, "Anyone who dares to play tricks on me will end up miserable." I didn't expect that in such a shabby place in the blockade area, someone would dare to play tricks on me? How do you want to die today?"

Tang Jian's eyes narrowed, "Do you want to kill me?"

Suqir said indifferently, "It's light to kill you, I have 36 ways to slowly torture you to death."

You trick me, I'm going to try these 36 ways on you one by one. I ......"

"I'll fight!"

Before Su Qier finished speaking, suddenly Tang Jian on the opposite side shouted and went straight to kill.

Boom!

The ground was trampled and dusty.

Tang Jian didn't move, he moved as fast as thunder, and instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters to kill in front of Su Qier, exuding a majestic momentum like a tiger coming out of the box to choose people to devour.

"Such a strong aura?not good, he's also an F-class warrior!!"

Su Qier's heart beat wildly and roared, his body was boiling, and the world in front of him was instantly red.

"Kill ——"

He shouted and stepped out, full of the terrifying and tragic momentum of the enemy and self, and his arm slashed at Tang Jian's fist like a sickle, and a bloody momentum exploded.

This is the killing technique he learned as a killer, there is no enemy and no self, and he does not hesitate to desperately ignore the defense to launch a murderous trick.

Often the enemy will be intimidated by the murderous aura at the first glance, and he will be so frightened that he will lose his courage and be defeated in an instant!

Tang Jian was indeed affected by the murderous aura in an instant, but he was so stimulated that he roared wildly.

"With such a strong murderous aura, how many people have you killed? I have to convince you today!!"

Tang Jian drank violently and went all out, not retreating at all, and directly slammed his jab into a whip fist and slammed it into Su Qier's cut arm.

"Look for death!"

Sukir sneered, his arm was like a farmer in a wheat field in autumn wielding a sickle to harvest ears of rice, often cutting everything and pulling it, and easily scrapping people's arms.

Bang!

The whip fist and the scythe suddenly touched!

Clang!

Suchir pulled and cut hard, and suddenly his face was distorted and painful, and he felt as if he was cutting into an iron rod, and his arm was numb from the blow, and even his bones were in sharp pain.

"Bastard, what are you hiding in your sleeve?

He roared in pain, his blood and qi were even more turbulent and boiling, and the whole person revealed a tragic momentum, and his left hand attacked at the same time, stabbing fiercely.

Whew-

This stab was like a long knife out of its sheath, clanging, and stabbed Tang Jian in the shoulder.

"Hit!"

Tang Jian drank violently, did not dodge or dodge, and struck out with his right fist like an injury for an injury, and the thunderous energy rubbed the air and hit Su Qier's left shoulder.

Bang bang!

Two muffled sounds accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.

Tang Jian's right shoulder was directly stabbed open by Su Qier, and the flesh and blood on his shoulder were shattered.

But at the same time, Tang Jian's ferocious punch also slammed into Su Qier's left shoulder, and a furious fist force of up to 415 kilograms exploded.

"Click!"

Suqier's left shoulder bone was cracked, his body was bombarded and he took seven or eight steps back, and his face turned pale and his expression became extremely vicious.

"Ahhh

Su Qier drank vigorously, completely liberating the blood power of his body, the roots and tendons bulged, the fangs grew from the corners of his lips, the nose became longer, the ears became sharper, the muscles swelled and knotted, and his body seemed to have become several feet taller, and his body was full of evil energy.

"Youkai, watch the fight!"

When Tang Jian saw Su Qier's fierce appearance, he was also in a violent mood, and he shouted and took the initiative to rush away.

At the same time, he summoned Xiao Xingyu.

The elf-like little Xingyu babbled, and the moment he appeared, he was treated for his injuries.

At this critical juncture, Xiao Xingyu is completely unambiguous and has no intention of rewarding.

"Psychic!?psychics?"

Su Qier, who was about to rush towards Tang Jian, saw Xiao Xingyu's phantom, his heart jumped suddenly, and the murderous aura all over his body subsided, and he hurriedly retreated and raised his hand to shout.

"Wait, who the hell are you? What misunderstanding did we have?"