"All have to die, all have to die. Not one can live. ”

Hatred soon filled Wang Xiaoer's heart, he took out the pill given by Lu Fusheng from his arms, and opened the bottle, he couldn't remember Lu Fusheng's advice for a long time, and he couldn't remember his comrades who couldn't move in bed.

I poured it all into my mouth, and swallowed the blood in my mouth. At this moment, Wang Xiaoer only had murder in his eyes.

The medicine given by Lu Fusheng was really strong, and in just a snap of his fingers, Wang Xiaoer's legs and feet would recover, and he was in a state of walking like a fly, looking around, picking up the kitchen knife by the pot and rushing out.

The blood in Wang Xiaoer's body was like a pot of water tightly covered and placed on a blazing fire. It was boiled little by little, at first it was just a few small bubbles, and as time went by, the bubbles would become bigger and bigger, and the tumbling would become more and more urgent, until the lid was lifted every instant, that is, the moment when Wang Xiaoer's body reached the limit and his qi and blood collapsed and died.

Outside the door, in the courtyard, those Wuhou who had blood in their hands were panicked and wanted to open the gate and rush to the street, as long as they arrived at the street, no matter what happened, as long as they saw someone committing murder against Wuhou, it was a big crime, and it was not an exaggeration to correct the law on the spot.

But the people, who were already in the wrong, saw the devil with a red body coming out of the room. One by one, they were so scared, like soft-footed shrimps, they couldn't even stand steadily.

Blood dripped down the kitchen knife in Wang Xiao's second-hand and soaked into the soil in the courtyard. Maybe next year's flowers will bloom more vividly, but there will be no more people who used to watch them.

One step, two steps, like minions. The messenger of the underworld, who seems to take people's lives, urged these martial marquis to go on the road.

"Don't be afraid of him, can't so many of us beat a stinky kid? ”

The leader of Wuhou was the first to summon up his courage and react. grabbed the two closest companions around him and pushed them in the direction of Wang Xiaoer. The hard-working muscles of the leader are not for the battle to meet the enemy, but for how to escape and sacrifice his comrades.

In the panic, the leader crashed open Wu Hou, who was still in front of the gate and was trembling and still untying the latch, went to open the complicated latch on the gate in person.

has great strength, and the real value is reflected at this moment, no matter how difficult the solution is, and vigorously produce miracles, as long as it is strong enough, nothing can stop a man who is afraid of death.

The leader exerted his strength to eat, quite uprooted the weeping willows, only to hear a few "clatters" of wood being torn apart, and the gate was almost completely torn by the leader.

At the same time, two Wuhou, who were holding iron rods to meet Wang Xiaoer, rushed forward. The iron rod in this hand was supposed to be used to suppress the mob, but it was first used on the "thugs".

"Click. Click. ”

One knife at a time, the two Wuhou couldn't hold on to even a snap of their fingers, and fell in a pool of blood.

Wuhou, who has long been hollowed out by wine and wealth, where is Wang Xiaoer, who has undergone military training all year round, and the enemy of his subordinates. What's more, he also swallowed a number of pills given by Lu Fusheng, Wang Xiaoer felt that he seemed to have endless strength in his body at this moment, if he had swallowed this pill last night, the veteran might not have died.

But it's a pity that everything is useless, time will not be reversed, what happened is already in the past tense, and it can never be returned.

People, you can really look forward, even if the road ahead is full of dangers, and even the hope and motivation to live have disappeared, but you must leave something worthwhile, so that you can close your eyes and leave with peace of mind.

The leader of Wuhou, who opened the gate, ran desperately towards the street. Wu Hou, who had been knocked out of the way by the leader earlier, just got up and wanted to follow the leader's footsteps and rushed out.

But unfortunately, before he could throw two steps, he was lifted into the air by Wang Xiaoer like pinching a little chicken.

"You killed my mother. ”

The qi and blood in Wang Xiaoer's body were churning, and the red flowing in his mouth couldn't stop gushing out as he opened his mouth to speak. There was nothing left on the face of Wuhou, who was lifted by Wang Xiaoer.

"No ......"

Before Wuhou finished begging for mercy, only one word popped out, Wang Xiaoer quickly cut Wuhou along his neck, and hurried to chase the leader of Wuhou who had already run out of the courtyard.

Only Wuhou, who killed Wang Xiaoer's wife by mistake, knelt down in the middle of the courtyard. Holding the cut on his neck, the blood shot out like a fountain. No matter how hard you try, you can't stop it, and you want to compare it with the blood column of the heavenly princess.

Although his eyes were wide open, his eyes were white. The hand that wanted to block the blood mouth became weaker and weaker, until it could not even complete the simplest movement. He slammed his head on the ground, and the direction was towards the gate.

The moonlight is bright, and all things are happy.

Hanging straight in the sky, it is circled by a pale yellow halo. When the halo opens, there are some hidden stars. The moon emitted a faint silver light, and was not obscured by clouds, so it appeared brighter and brighter, which was rare to see in the past.

In the distance, rows of red brick houses are neatly scattered beside the street, all the lights have been extinguished, and the water waves reflect the silver moonlight, one after another sparkling, the sky becomes blue in this light, and those blue and white clouds that are like light veils.

A soft ray of moonlight shine through the eaves, sprinkled on everyone in the courtyard, as if plated with silver.

The leader of Wuhou rushed out of the alley of Wang Xiaoer's house, and the exit in front of him was only a few steps away from him. But his heart is always pounding, and every time it is extremely dangerous, the leader of Wuhou will feel this way.

There is no other way, the only way to survive at this moment is to rush to the street corner, where there are nearly 100 people stationed in Wuhou, as long as he gets there, no matter how brave Wang Xiaoer is, there is no way to take the leader of Wuhou.

Don't run forward as if you were dead, the legs and feet of the leader of Wuhou have long been unconscious, so he can only instinctively continue to move forward, and every time he takes an extra step, what he gets back is one more point of probability of being born.

Rushing out of the alley, he had already seen the figures of his comrades gathering, and the leader of Wuhou shouted at his comrades: "Help, someone is going to kill soldiers." At this moment, Wu Hou has forgotten that he committed the crime of robbery, compared to the crime, it is the truth to be alive now, or to live for a while longer.

This sound was very loud, and in the sound of percussion all over the city, it could still be heard faintly in the distance. At this moment, the leader of Wuhou hated this group of troublesome scholars.

While running and shouting, it was getting closer and closer, and seeing that he was about to escape, the heart of the leader of Wuhou was not beating like Fang Cai. Just as he was letting go of the tense nerves, a sharp pain hit his back.

Far away, Wang Xiaoer saw that he was about to catch up with the leader of Wuhou, so he exerted all his strength and threw the kitchen knife in his hand at the leader of Wuhou. According to Wang Xiaoer's usual strength, it is impossible to throw it so far, let alone hit it as soon as he throws it. But tonight, Wang Xiaoer ate the entire bottle of pills given by Lu Fusheng, and his strength has increased by more than ten times.

Such a distance is still not a problem for Wang Xiaoer tonight.

"Ahh ”

A painful shout attracted the attention of the garrison martial marquis, and they were rushing to this side one by one to help.

This shout may be the loudest shout of the leader of Wuhou in his life. Although it is only possible, it must be the last time for the leader of Wuhou. Because Wang Xiaoer behind him strode away, taking three steps and making two steps. Before a large number of Wuhou dared to come, he had already run to Wuhou's side and pulled out the kitchen knife that was deeply inserted into the back of Wuhou's leader.

No matter where is the weakest place in the Wuhou leader, and he can't remember the offensive drills he learned in the army, Wang Xiaoer has only one belief in his head at this moment, which is supporting Wang Xiaoer until now.

Wildly wielding a kitchen knife on the Wuhou leader, the flesh was splashed everywhere, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Even the most senior servant in the city pieced together this corpse, it was incomplete.

Wang Xiaoer's tears had already dried up, and he shouted viciously: "They all have to die, no one can live tonight." Don't let any of them go. "The corners of the mouth opened too wide, and flesh splashed in.

The taste of the enemy's flesh and blood made Wang Xiaoer completely lose his last bottom line as a human being, and his red eyes were no longer just bloodshot, but really shed two lines of blood and tears.

The rush to help Wuhou would not choose, and slowly investigated the truth of the matter, and could only rely on the situation at the scene to deal with it immediately. This picture is clear, and it can be understood that someone is killing the soldiers of Bo'an City.

There is no need to think about anything else, just this one is enough to correct the Dharma on the spot what is not a person and a ghost is not a ghost. But no one dared to step forward to stop Wang Xiaoer, people in this state may no longer be called human, only the devil should be like this.

Before every devil becomes a devil, he may be a kind person, but when he encounters certain hypocritical people, certain stimuli, he has to become a devil in a rational situation.

There was a bold Wuhou who was usually good friends with the leader of Wuhou, seeing that Wuhou was dead and his body was about to be humiliated, he couldn't help but hit Wang Xiaoer's head hard.

By this time, the medicinal power in Wang Xiaoer's body had reached the most extreme state, which also made Wang Xiaoer feel any pain, let alone faint. It's just that the bones of the body have not been able to increase rapidly with the volatilization of the medicinal power, which means that Wang Xiaoer will still be injured, his head will still be broken, his legs will still be broken, and his hands will still be unloaded.

Blood flowed from Wang Xiaoer's head, which gave the other martial marquis great confidence. They all stepped forward to hit and pull the broken corpses of Wang Xiaoer's departure from the leader of Wuhou.

The only reason Wang Xiaoer has left now is not to kill other irrelevant people, which is also Wang Xiaoer's last pride as a Bo'an person. The rules and regulations cannot be messed up, and whoever causes the trouble will find whom.

If your feet are broken, you can also hammer the leader of Wuhou with your hands, and if your hands are broken, you can also bite the leader of Wuhou. Tearing off a mouthful of human flesh that was already slightly cold, Wang Xiaoer swallowed it.

The taste of human flesh is not good, even Wang Xiaoer, who is about to lose his mind, does not want to eat human flesh. People eat people, and they eat children. Wang Xiaoer couldn't do it yet, but his body began to swell unstoppably because of this mouthful of human flesh.

Wang Xiaoer was retching, retching constantly, thinking that it would be comfortable if he could vomit out his stomach. But the stomach can't vomit, time can come. The medicinal power in the body was already about to break through the top cover, and nothing could stop it.

"Bang. ”

Countless flesh and blood slammed on the stunned Wuhou's face, and the street returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. The only thing left may be that red.