The moon hangs in the sky early in October, and the night is the real beginning of life for those who live in Shanghai. Work hard during the day, vent to your heart's content at night, and shake off the haze during the day. On Century Avenue, there is an endless stream of vehicles, which is wilder than that of daytime drives.

There are also cold places in the lively city, and there are also untouched existences. In the dark night, in the remote alleyway, Yamamoto stood in place with his arms in his arms, his eyes closed, as if waiting for Mo Ren.

"If you find it, then come out and die. ”

On the roof of the building, the butterfly-faced monster stood there, merging with the night. "It depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" The butterfly-faced monster spread its wings and landed on the ground.

Yamamoto Kugonquan pulled out the steel knife on his waist, the cold air came in, and said coldly: "If I can kill you for the first time, I can kill you once." ”

The butterfly-faced monster snorted and got up and walked away. The steel knife in Yamamoto's hand slashed straight through the cold air. The cold currents of the 'Flowing Water Chop' flowed with the fluctuations of the blades. The blue wings opened and closed, and the wind howled and swept through all the blades. Turning over and approaching, raising his leg and kicking, the two hit together.

The blue brilliance, in the night, glows little by little, and is fleeting. The steel knife that blocked Yamamoto's expansion again and again was repaired at once.

"I didn't expect you to make progress so quickly, and these wings can be so useful. ”

"The essence of our country is not something you can understand and understand. Since you're here, don't even think about going back this time. ”

Yamamoto looked at each other with cold eyes, held the steel knife in one hand, and said: "Japanese samurai have never been, go back alive, but today I will pull countless people and die with me." The butterfly-faced monster includes you here, so let's die together. ”

The steel knife was shining with cold light, 'Juhe-Breaking the Sky Chop', breaking through the air, and it was extremely cold. The blue wings were cut horizontally, and a knife qi pierced through the body, and blood flowed.

The butterfly-faced monster covered its wounds, "It's good that the wings blocked the attack of the eighth layer, otherwise if you take this move, you will definitely die." I really didn't expect this Yamamoto to expand power to be so capable. The wound healed slowly, it was no longer bleeding, and there was a little stinging. Pulling out the short sword behind his back, his wings were as good as ever, the blue light flashed, and he disappeared in place.

Not far away, on the roof of a tall building, two people stood. The blue-faced ghost Shura and an old man with a kind face, watching the fight, the old man said first: "Young master, when Blue Butterfly comes back, our plan will not change." ”

The blue-faced ghost is now wearing the mask on the left, the grim ghost face, and said coldly: "No one or anything can change our plan, and we have been planning for so many years. Even if the people of the Zhang family, the strongest family among the three major families back then, could not change. After the command to go down, after the battle between Blue Butterfly and Yamamoto to expand power, all plans officially began. ”

There was no change on the old man's face, and he said, "The old man knows, then let's watch it here, or go back and wait for the result." ”

Shura looked out the window and said, "You go back first, I want to see the result with my own eyes." ”

The short sword and the steel knife collided, and the cold weapon emitted fiery sparks, giving it a hint of warmth. The two stepped back, staring at each other coldly, looking for each other's flaws. The butterfly-faced monster suddenly moved first, and the short sword in his hand stabbed out. Yamamoto expanded his power to avoid his edge, stepped back, and did not take the opponent's attack. After standing still, he shouted softly, 'Ghost Qi-Kill Ghost', the hazy ghost qi, and the eerie aura formed a sharp weapon.

The blue wings spread, and the ghostly aura was invisible, through the protective wings. The butterfly-faced monster's eyes condensed, and the short sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, "You also underestimate Chinese swordsmen, how much do you know about our swordsmanship." ”

The butterfly-faced monster also retreated, and the ghost followed leisurely, roaring slightly: "Loneliness - broken." ”

The wings were slightly agitated, and the body was floating in the air, holding the sword in one hand, pointing at Yamamoto to expand the power. The short sword was full of sword qi, like dragon qi. It exploded in an instant, and the dragon qi inflated on all sides, and it was mighty, knocking away all the ghost qi.

The butterfly-faced monster fell to the ground and said coldly, "Yamamoto, you will definitely die today." ”

Yamamoto's face was a little hideous, and he said slightly angrily: "You broke my ghost spirit, you are so rampant, you want to kill the old man, you don't have this ability yet." ”

Yamamoto stood still, the steel knife in his hand diagonally on the ground, his eyes looking at each other coldly. The butterfly-faced monster stood opposite, spreading its wings, its fists clenched, and its wings became a little brighter. It moved, a blue glow, a 'bang-' sound of metal clashing, and the dagger stabbed at the blade. The left wing, waving, attacks the enemy. Yamamoto blocked it with his arm, and the steel knife slashed sideways towards the wings. The wings are ethereal, passing through the body, piercing the other's eyes. As the wings flashed, the body spun and kicked out.

Yamamoto closed his eyes, stretched out his left arm to block the attack, and slashed with his right hand knife. Swords collided and sparks flew around.

Shura is standing not far away, this butterfly-faced monster is still very weak, and even Yamamoto's expansion of power can't be killed in seconds, I'll go down and play and try if this talk is hiding its strength. Place your right hand on the mask and move it to the mask in the middle. Crack your mouth, let out an eerie laugh, pick up your scythe, and jump down.

"Hehe...... Shura stood in the distance with a scythe, "big bald head, you really don't have a hair on your head." ”

Hearing someone speak, Butterflyface and Yamamoto leap backwards, keeping a certain distance from each other. At the same time, looking at the past, who else could there be besides Shura being so cheap.

Yamamoto Kuanquan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, then regained his composure, and said coldly: "The two of them are together, why should the old man be afraid." ”

Shura carried the sickle, his eyes were full of contempt, and said, "I said that you are bald, but I didn't expect that you don't have a brain." Today I am very unhappy to see this wearing a mask, I am going to cut him, take the mask off, and wrap your bald head. ”

After saying that, he raised his scythe and rushed out, and the chains on the scythe made a faint sound. The Butterflyface took a step back, its wings spread, its body flying forward leisurely, and its feet stomped its scythe into the ground. The chains were shrinking, and Shura rushed forward with the chains, swinging his left fist forward, followed by a sweep. Forcing the Butterfly Mask back, he kicks forward, blocks the opponent's short sword with the chain with his right hand, and then pulls the scythe with a strong force and smashes it into the Butterfly Face.

A pair of blue wings is lightweight, defusing Shura's attacks one by one. Now is not the time for a rush, the addition of Shura has made the situation very chaotic, and some people can't figure out what this Shura wants to do? Not to mention that the most dangerous Yamamoto expansion is still eyeing from the sidelines, and he may join the battlefield at any time and take his own life.

After attacking for a while, Shura picked up the scythe and said to Yamamoto Kuenquan: "Big bald head, I can't catch this ugly monster running around, you come to help me." It's a big deal to look back, I won't bring you a mask, and I will recommend a hair increase for you. After you eat it, your head is full of black hair. ”

Yamamoto's face was dark, his eyebrows were raised, and he said angrily: "Old man, how can you talk so casually. After saying this, I suppressed my somewhat floating breath, thinking that this guy was talking very hateful, and I really wanted to slap him to death. However, the proposal just now is good, if you are enemies with them, you will probably leave your life here. In that case, it's better to solve one first, and then kill the other.

Yamamoto Kuanquan lifted the steel knife and stepped forward calmly, "This is the best, the old man has long wanted to split this butterfly-faced monster." ”

The pitch-black scythe and the steel knife with a cold light attack together. The pressure of the butterfly-faced monster increased dramatically in an instant, and soon some small injuries appeared on the body, bleeding color. If it weren't for the coat and blue wings on his body to protect himself, I don't know how many knives I was stabbed on my body.

After Song Guoqiang saw through the gangster's plan, he didn't care too much at all, and immediately rushed to the place he thought of with a police car. The three trucks that were blocked also need to be guarded, so be even more careful. If there is a virus* inside, any explosion will bring unimaginable disaster.

Police cars are driving through the busy streets, what traffic lights, going in the wrong direction. Driving directly to Saga Boulevard, the noisy street, it is difficult to find a quiet place at night. The police are indeed highly sensitive, and with their familiarity with this piece of street, they can quickly photograph impossible places, and even find out the most suitable places.

Sure enough, he was found, and the police car crashed into the curb of the road, and rushed forward with a pistol. There are all three dangerous characters here, and there are quite a few of them. Holding a gun and shouting, "Don't move!"

Seeing that he can push the butterfly-faced monster into a desperate situation, a sudden sound will interrupt the battle. The butterfly-faced monster broke free from the blockade of the two, waved its blue wings, and floated in the air. Shura and Yamamoto took a few steps back while looking at the person who crashed in.

Shura was the first to speak, picked up the pitch-black scythe, leaked out his fangs, and said, "Where did the jumping clown come from, disturbing the interest of my prey." "The left hand moved the mask to the right, the green face and fangs, the whole body was exuded with cold, cold Shura.

Yamamoto's face became even more gloomy, and the appearance of a policeman meant that a large number of policemen would arrive soon, so his plan would definitely not be implemented. Shura's whole body revealed a cold killing intent, but he didn't have a killing intent, he just wanted to scare him away. Yamamoto's face was calm and there was no murderous aura, but when the murderous intent started, he had to get rid of it quickly.

Song Guoqiang clenched the gun in his hand, he was still reckless, but he didn't expect these three weirdos to be there. With the gun in hand, not a single weirdo, let alone three, can be solved. But as a people's policeman, the guardian of the city, and the protector of the people's safety. Originally, it was always ready, not afraid of sacrifice, and moving forward bravely.

Song Guoqiang stood there, did not take a step back, pointed the gun in his hand at the three strange people, and said sternly: "How can Shanghai be a place where you can do anything wrong, lay down your arms, the party and the country, as well as the broad masses of people, will give you a chance to reform your ways." ”

The cold air spread around Shura's body, and he said coldly: "It's not a small amount of courage to start a pyramid scheme with my three monsters." Since you don't go, don't go. ”

Shura was just about to leave, when a stronger killing intent suddenly erupted. The knife qi of flowing water, accompanied by the cold light, the steel knife flew out horizontally. A knife split the gun in his hand and plunged it into his chest. Song Guoqiang didn't have the slightest reaction to resist, and fell to the ground with his eyes open. Yamamoto Kugonquan withdrew the steel knife and stood expressionlessly, as if he had killed a fly, without a trace of feeling.

Zhang Yongzheng, who was wearing a mask, looked at his best friend, who was killed in front of him, with a cold mask and a cold coat, there was no fluctuation in his heart. It's just that tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and a trace of anger slowly rose in his heart. Suddenly, the wings swelled, and the blue brilliance filled the entire aisle, knocking Yamamoto out with a single blow.

The blue brilliance faded away. The butterfly-faced monster stood beside the fallen Song Guoqiang and said coldly: "Is this what you want?" Shura, you are a product of this city, why do you want to hurt the people's heroes of this city. ”

Shura, who was wearing a cold mask, was speechless for a while, and he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, and Yamamoto expanded his power too quickly. But everything is this policeman, and he is just ignorant. The stall hand said: "A minion is a minion, he will be killed at once, and if he doesn't have the ability, he still has to rush out and look for death?"

The butterfly-faced monster's eyes became even colder, and he said, "Help me drag Yamamoto to expand power for a few minutes, and let me do the rest." ”

Shura shrugged his shoulders, picked up the scythe, stared at Yamamoto and said, "Can feelings be eaten as food, after five minutes, I don't care about everything." The flying scythe rushed towards Yamamoto to expand his power.

The butterfly-faced monster took off its mask, revealing its most familiar face. lowered his body and hugged Song Guoqiang: "Guoqiang, Guoqiang wake up." ”

A knife aura pierced through the chest, not killing immediately, but also dying soon. Hearing the familiar shout, I tried to open my eyes and saw a face I was most familiar with, but the corners of my mouth showed a helpless smile, and the voice was as thin as a gossamer: "I didn't expect that the person I wanted to arrest turned out to be you, but fortunately, I will never return to the police station again, and I will never have to arrest you again." ”

Zhang Yongzheng was in tears and said hoarsely: "Everything started because of me, why did the final sacrifice be my best brother." You're going to come back, go back to the police station and keep arresting me. ”

Song Guoqiang smiled slightly, held a nervous Yongzheng hand and said: "Knowing that it is you, I am relieved, Shanghai will be guarded by you, and I will rest in peace." Then there was a pleading in his eyes, and he said, "I have one more thing, don't dare to face my sister because of my death." She really needs you to protect her, promise me to keep her out of danger and be happy all the time. ”

Tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping on the other party's face, clasping Song Guoqiang's hand, and saying word by word, "I promise you that I won't leave Fluttershy." ”

His eyes slowly lost his last glimmer of light, and he closed tiredly, his hand slipping to the ground. Although it is autumn, there is only a slight coolness at night. But now for Zhang Yongzheng, he is indeed icy and snowy, and there is no trace of anger, only piercing anger. Picking up the mask in his right hand and slowly putting it on, the sorrow and sadness were gradually covered with coldness, and there was only endless killing intent.

"Yamamoto expands his power and gives Lao Tzu a death. The butterfly-faced monster suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared.