Chapter 12, Scars
The person who came was none other than Zuo Changwen.
But at this time, he was very embarrassed, and even extremely cautious. His hair was messy, he was covered in mud, mixed with red blood, his clothes were in tatters, and he didn't know what he had been through.
"Help, help!" Zuo Changwen shouted frantically with a stumbling pace, his pupils trembling in his sockets, and Zuo Changwen's gums trembled and shouted frantically.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Weifan was stunned, and Zuo Changwen, who was covered in blood under the green tree, looked extra distinct. There was an eerie atmosphere in the air.
"There are ghosts, there are ghosts!" Zuo Changwen trembled and ran to Li Weifan in a few breaths, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Li Weifan indifferently wanted to help him, and the next moment his expression froze.
"Your hands... What's going on?!"
Li Weifan obviously hesitated for a moment and slowly raised his head. Under Zuo Changwen's shabby sleeves, the arm that had only broken fingers disappeared entirely, dripping blood drop by drop.
At this time, the corners of Zuo Changwen's mouth hooked up a strange amplitude. Li Weifan stepped back! At the same time, he raised the gun in his hand! The fire dragon erupted! Three shots were fired in succession!
"Poof!"
"How did you find out?" The bright red hole caught the eye, but what overflowed was the surprising black water. Zuo Changwen looked at the smoking muzzle incredulously, and didn't seem to feel pain.
Covering his bright red forehead, Li Weifan slowly got up, looked at Zuo Changwen with a flat gaze, raised his pistol and said, "It's very simple, how can a newcomer have killing intent?"
"So you should have been killed last night, right? and some guys will find you and let you deal with me. ”
When the words fell, the trigger was pulled suddenly, and the bullets flew out like thunder!
"Hahaha!" Zuo Changwen let out a burst of wild laughter, his speed suddenly increased, lifting the fallen leaves on the ground, and rushing straight towards the rain of bullets!
The wind was howling! Zuo Changwen dragged out several afterimages! He actually shuttled through the big net formed by bullets!
"Can't help it so soon?" A gunshot rang out, and the safety suddenly closed, Li Weifan changed color in shock, and changed it in an instant!
But Zuo Changwen had already come to him! The broken arm cut a red and black amplitude! Blood droplets flew and slashed at the cold gunshot!
But flesh and blood can never defeat the cold iron. Today's Zuo Changwen has broken this impossibility!
Li Weifan's arm shook, and a smooth slit appeared on the pistol. In the eyes of the two, the pistol broke, and parts rolled to the ground.
"It's kind of interesting. Stepping back again and again, gently rubbing his wrist, Li Weifan calmly pondered Zuo Changwen.
"I always thought you would do it later, but I didn't expect you to find a little ghost directly. ”
Rustle...
Suddenly, the wind blew and the leaves withered. The wind roared like a beast, whistling and roaring. The rows of trees around him were blown to the ground, as if to welcome someone's arrival.
"Your grudge with us, never die!!"
A melodious voice came from all directions, but it was not very human softness and weakness, but cold and piercing. Li Weifan tried to find it, but to no avail.
"Hey, I'm going to say!" Li Weifan tilted his head and looked around, "Anyway, I'm also a person with status, can you not send a little ghost to clean me up?"
Bang!
The chilling killing intent turned into an endless tide, washing and slapping Li Weifan, but he stood tall. Zuo Changwen stretched out his hand, held a black sickle in his hand, braved the cold light, and slowly walked towards Li Weifan.
"How do you want to die?" Zuo Changwen's eyes seemed to glow red, and strange black water overflowed from his body.
"Oh?" Li Weifan changed color slightly, looked at Zuo Changwen who was walking towards him, and smiled slightly, "It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me that." ”
"The last time was two months ago. ”
Li Weifan spread his right hand to his face, as if he had fallen into a bad memory.
"The power within you seriously threatens our plans. Zuo Changwen sneered! Rushed towards Li Weifan with both feet! The sickle was raised! The killing intent fluctuated!
"Really, I've provoked four big forces, how can I have another one. But you are a drowned ghost, and you dare to argue with me?!"
Li Weifan opened his eyes suddenly, and his fierce momentum emanated like a torrent! The gunshot wound on his head recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. A strange smile curled up at the corners of his mouth, and he dodged the attack with a slight tilt.
Immediately, Li Weifan kicked his leg with a blow! Quickly kicked Zuo Changwen. At the same time, the right hand clenched into a fist and struck him in the back.
"Poof!"
The bland moves showed terrifying lethality on Li Weifan. A sense of crisis surged into his heart, and Zuo Changwen's entire body was like a piece of paper being beaten into an "N" shape by Li Weifan, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out!
"How is it possible!" The body made a crisp cracking sound, and Zuo Changwen secretly exclaimed in his heart!
In reality, Li Weifan did not stop. I saw him grab Zuo Changwen by the neck and press him to the ground like a feather and rub him!
"Bastard!" The pressure like Mount Tai pressed on his body, and Zuo Changwen couldn't move at all. Just as he was about to swing the sickle in his hand, Li Weifan grabbed the blade without hesitation, and his five fingers cracked like a biscuit.
There was a click, and the debris was scattered all over the ground. Zuo Changwen struggled in pain, but his face was buried in the soil, and he could only make a "whine" sound. The cold killing intent materialized behind Li Weifan, and shouted around:
"Hey, hey, hey, this guy is also your little soldier, why don't you save it?"
…… Silence......
"Look, no one wants to save you. With a sneer, Li Weifan leaned over Zuo Changwen's ear and mocked.
"You're going to die a miserable death!hahaha!" Zuo Changwen struggled with all his strength before he poked out his mouth that had eaten all the dirt, and laughed wildly with blood spurting from his mouth.
"Actually, do you really think I don't know your abacus?" Regarding Zuo Changwen's cruel words, Li Weifan didn't pay attention to it at all. The right hand gripped Zuo Changwen's dirty skull fiercely.
"What are you going to do!?"
"Kill you!"
Bang!
The five weak fingers were like iron clamps, and in Zuo Changwen's terrified gaze, he didn't even have time to scream. The skull was directly pinched like a sponge! The disgusting sticky thing touched Li Weifan's hand.
"Is this your invitation?" Standing up, Li Weifan held the headless corpse in his hand, as if to show off to someone.
For a long time, there was silence all around. Li Weifan shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, "Hufan, come out." ”
Hiss...
As soon as these words came out, a group of mysterious black sand grains suddenly appeared around Li Weifan, gathered together, and formed a black gate.
"It's coming! it's coming!" The door was opened, and the sweaty Hu Fan ran out of the gate, holding his knees, gasping for breath, and his face was exhausted.
"This guy's interrogation is over to you. Li Weifan glanced at him suspiciously, waved his hand and handed him the headless corpse, frowning and reminding: "You guy, be cautious lately, those guys with carved hands have come out again." ”
"What?" Hu Fan was startled, quickly put away the headless corpse, and said solemnly: "They won't find that door, right?"
"I don't know, I hope not, otherwise there will be no good results. I controlled the strength this time, this thing looks dead, but it's not dead, it's just too scared to come out, so you have to work hard when you interrogate. ”
……
Somewhere.
"Yue, what are the results of the investigation?" A man in a clean suit stood on the grass, his voice was clear, and his posture was almost golden ratio. Handsome and handsome with ancient style, fabricated his face.
Silently raised the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine in the glass, smiling and falling into sorrow.
"It's not good, the Fallen Daoist is estimated to have entered the sea realm. Behind him, several fellows in black robes knelt down on one knee respectfully.
One of the women walked out slowly, burying her head and not seeing clearly, but the gentle and touching voice alone could seduce the hearts of countless people.
"Snow, what do you think?" the man remained silent and turned to a man beside him. The man stood in the breeze, like a spear breaking through the sky, imposing and exuding iceberg-like cold.
"Are you targeting me?" the man known as Snow looked at him, his rare blue pupils reflecting each other, "Even though I'm half of his teacher, I'm still focused on the big picture." ”
"In that case, let's wait and see. The man stretched out, and in the sun, a twisted scar was carved into the skin of his jade-like right hand...
(End of chapter)