In the night, a chubby figure was speeding through the dim alleys, getting closer and closer to his goal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But at this moment, another scene flashed in his eyes, and he saw a man in his thirties actually stretching out his evil black hand towards a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl......

"Humph!"

Fan Wuxu's face sank, his gaze became even colder, and he exuded a violent aura all over his body. The previous target, you can put it off for a while, he has to save that girl now, it doesn't seem to be very far away.

And, no matter how far away, he had to stop it.

Perhaps, it's still too late.

At this time, he flew wildly, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, he must race against time, otherwise it will really be too late. However, this area is the old town, and the alleys are so intricate that he can't run in a straight line at all, which will delay him a lot.

Rumble!

A punch was thrown, and the wall bricks flew up.

In a hurry, he went straight to break the wall, but fortunately this is the old town, and the walls are not very strong. In the blink of an eye, he went from one alley to another, and then ran as fast as he could.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Fan Wusu was frantically skimming, crashing through several walls, or passing through the walls, or through the walls of other people's houses. Especially when he passed through someone else's house, he was so frightened that even his figure disappeared, and he didn't come back to his senses.

It's simply a humanoid tank!

He didn't know how many alleys he had swept and how many walls he had crashed through, but he knew it was almost there.

At this time, in a dark and dilapidated alley in a less populated area, a man in his thirties was undressing a girl.

The girl was already stunned.

Not long after the man acted, the wall not far behind him was suddenly pierced by a powerful force. A chubby figure, flying out from behind the wall, with a furious rage, shot frantically at the man.

At this time, the man was taken aback and quickly looked back.

But at this time, Fan Wusu had already swept behind him, grabbed it with his big hand, lifted the other party up, and roared angrily: "**** girl, her crime should be punished!"

"Ahh

The man shouted in terror and struggled frantically, but Fan's helpless big hand, like an iron tong, grabbed him tightly.

Bang!

The violent Fan was helpless, and suddenly lifted him up and threw him towards the wall.

Click-click--

At that moment, there was a sound of bones breaking, and the man slid off the wall like a painting, with a large amount of blood gushing from his mouth. Immediately afterwards, Fan Wusu swept up again, stepped out, and stepped heavily on the man's crotch.

"Ahh

He glanced back at the girl, and the violence emanating from her body was even stronger, as if her whole body was about to explode. His whole life can be said to have lived in pain, a pain that makes him angry and eager to kill all the wicked people in the world......

Pain, made him crazier, more violent.

He roared as he threw himself up to the sky.

Bang!

He threw the man down another alley, then came to the girl, covered her with his clothes, and left without looking back.

He's still a step too late.

At this time, his face became a little hideous, as if a peerless wicked man had descended into the world. However, his heart was extremely painful, as if a knife was cutting......

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the alley under the darkness of the night.

At this time, a tall young man also came to this old town and walked slowly in the alleys. Soon after, he saw a large hole in the wall in front of him, so he walked up and watched quietly.

Then he walked through the big hole, stood there and looked at it a few times, and then chased down an alley.

After about seven or eight minutes, he chased down that alley.

In the alley, there were quite a few people, the girl was found, and the man who was thrown in another alley was also found. Although he is not dead, he is no different from death.

Wu Zhenyan's brows furrowed slightly, and after watching it for a while, he left and continued to chase. If Fan Wusu didn't kill the people of the martial arts, he still admired the other party, decisive, quiet, and ruthless......

He found a lot of advantages in Fan Wusuo.

Martial artists, what do you pay attention to, naturally it is pleasure and revenge, and you will kill when you kill!

"It's a pity ......"

Wu Zhenyan looked at the night sky, Fan Wusheng died under his own hands, it was indeed a pity. After about half an hour, he chased him to an old house, but he was too late......

However, they are getting closer.

Tonight, he can kill Fan Wusu, and no one can save him.

At this time, a series of pictures appeared in Fan Wuxu's eyes. These are all criminal pictures, some of which are so tragic that even he can't bear to look at them.

"Ahh

He was in great pain and couldn't help but scream.

He didn't know why tonight, those images appeared in his eyes continuously, as if one scene after another, as if they were endless.

It seemed that his eyes suddenly became powerful.

At this time, the pain in his heart made him unable to feel the pain on his back, making him hideous.

Unbeknownst to him, a faint tattoo slowly appeared on his back, looking like a hideous demon. This evil ghost seems to want to struggle from under the flesh, but it has some powerless meaning, and it can't really struggle out......

At this time, he was running wildly, and the violence emanating from his body seemed to form a substance.

Rumble!

A wall was smashed through by him.

This was the third target tonight, but there were no less than ten sins he saw. At this time, Wu Zhenyan was already close to his footsteps. When he came to the scene of the third target, Fan Wusu had just left.

"What are you doing this for?"

Wu Zhenyan was a little puzzled, and slowed down slightly, he wanted to see again what Fan Wusu was doing.

He couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that Fan Wusu is just a bloodthirsty madman?

More than forty minutes later, when he came to the scene of the fourth target, he found that Fan Wuxuan was getting more and more crazy, and even a little crazy, as if he was suffering a great pain.

"Sure enough, a madman!"

When Wu Zhenyan came to the scene of the fifth target, he didn't plan to watch it anymore, it was boring. In his view, Fan Wusu was completely a complete bloodthirsty madman, otherwise how could he kill or hurt people in a frenzy?

At this time, Fan Wusu fell into an extreme pain, and his spirit became extremely crazy.

Now, only killing can alleviate his pain.

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill all the wicked people in the world, and return the world to a bright world!

His eyes were red, his face was hideous, and his body was churning with a rolling murderous aura, as if he had just crawled out of hell.

Wu Zhenyan, who had just arrived, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it.

…… (To be continued.) )