Boom!

A heavy punch hit Lee Joon in the abdomen.

"Woo......"

Li Zhun's pupils suddenly bulged, his body bent, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

A punch that goes beyond the limits of his body is not something he can easily resist.

The intense pain directly made him fall to his knees on the ground. Hit your head on the ground and put your hands on your abdomen.

Wang Lung grinned and looked at him condescendingly.

At this moment, he enjoyed this feeling very much, this kind of lofty and unbeatable beauty.

"How is Li Zhun, very uncomfortable, right?"

Wang Lung smiled cruelly, without the slightest hint of softness.

"Brother!"

The girl who was tied to the dilapidated seat not far away cried and shouted unbearably.

Despair began to creep through her.

Zeng Gang on the side watched all this silently with a good look on the show, and even lit a cigarette, intending to slowly savor this wonderful "performance".

"Let my sister ......"

Li Zhun, who was kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth and spit out these words in a daze.

The sharp pain just now almost made him unconscious.

"Let your sister go?" Wang Lung showed a look of extreme inadequacy on his face, and then slowed down his speech: "I'll let your sister go, but that's after I'm done tasting her." ”

"Don't worry, because it's your sister, I'll taste it carefully, and I won't let go of every inch of my skin. Of course, this wonderful picture naturally needs to be witnessed by your own brother. ”

"You!!"

After hearing these words, Li Zhun's face became hideous, and he slowly raised his head and stared at Wang Lung deadly.

The surging killing intent surged out of his heart.

He knew that Wang Lung was not deceiving him, he really dared to do this.

Therefore, Li Zhun is extremely expected at this moment, expecting to kill the man in front of him, even at the cost of his life!

It was as if Heaven had heard his humble supplication.

Li Zhun's bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared with a dark shadow.

As if it appeared out of thin air, it instantly appeared behind Wang Lung.

And when he saw a crimson pattern mask under the black shadow, he was slightly stunned.

And Wang Lung naturally noticed the change in Li Zhun's expression, but he didn't care, but thought that the other party was stupid by him.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth again to stimulate the latter.

"Wang Lung. ”

A male voice with a slight smile suddenly sounded behind him, startling him a lot.

Wang Lung looked back, and a mysterious man in a hooded black robe and a crimson mask suddenly appeared behind him at some point.

"You...... Who are you?!"

For a moment, he was a little incoherent.

Apparently he hadn't recovered from the shock he had just had.

The girl who was tied to the shabby chair not far away naturally saw this strange scene, she was sobbing and screaming for some reason, and only tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

And Zeng Gang on the side was obviously frightened, after all, in this environment, Yang Yun's appearance would indeed bring some fear to people.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Seeing that Yang Yun didn't answer his question, Wang Lung suddenly became angry.

He actually forgot just now that he was no longer an ordinary person, he was now a superpower who had gained a new life, an existence that ordinary people needed to look up to, and there was nothing to be afraid of at all.

The effect of self-hypnosis is very good.

This made the anger in Wang Lung's heart more and more intense.

After all, he was ugly just now, but Li Zhun saw it clearly.

So, he gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists, and then swung towards the crimson pattern mask that Yang Yun was wearing.

He swore that he would beat this pretending creature to death.

"It's too slow. ”

The corners of Yang Yun's mouth under the mask rose slightly.

Wang Lung's boxing movements seemed to him to be as slow as if they had reduced their speed.

As soon as his left hand, which was hidden under the black robe, stretched out, he caught Wang Lung's punch.

"This?!"

Wang Lung's eyes bulged out, and his face was full of shock.

He's got a new superpower!

Why would his punch be easily taken by a guy who pretends to be a fool?

The reality was so real that he couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

Then, he found that Yang Yun's left hand was like a pincer as hard as iron, and his right fist couldn't break free from it at all.

"Damn it!"

Wang Lung's face flushed, and he used all the strength of his body, but the right fist that was held was still not moving.

"Why?!"

He roared unwillingly in his heart.

Obviously, he is no longer an ordinary person, why is he still like this.

"What's going on?"

Li Zhun, who fell to his knees, covered his abdomen and watched all this.

This Wang Lung, who doesn't know what has changed, seems to have encountered a stronger opponent?

Judging by the latter's face, and it is still very difficult?

"This man...... Who the hell is it?"

His sweaty cheeks lifted slightly, staring at the black-robed mysterious man who was only two or three meters away from him.

Looking at Wang Long, who was constantly struggling to get rid of it, Yang Yun didn't have much interest for a while.

With a slight twist of his left hand, the former's right arm made a crisp cracking sound, and the entire right arm was directly flipped around.

"Ahh

Wang Lung suddenly let out a miserable cry.

The sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly from the outside of the grove.

The insane pain made Wang Lung unable to help but kneel on the ground for a while.

The joint of his right arm can be clearly seen bulging out in large chunks.

If Yang Yun increased his strength a little more, I was afraid that the bloody bones would pierce the skin.

"This ...... This ......"

Zeng Gang, who was not far away, saw this scene, and his face suddenly turned pale.

His body even began to tremble slightly.

A deep fear crept over his eyes.

He was scared.

The strength displayed by Yang Yun shattered the sense of superiority that he had so hard to have.

Run!

This was the first thought that came to Zeng Gang's mind.

As for whether Wang Lung was dead or alive, he didn't think about it at all.

In the face of such an enemy, it is impossible for him to defeat at all, so running is the wisest choice.

"Huh?"

Zeng Gang's movement of escaping was naturally heard by Yang Yun, and he looked back at it, and his right hand, which was hidden under the black robe, was suddenly wrapped with a layer of faint golden light.

Immediately, he casually swung in the direction where Zeng Gang had fled, and a pale golden energy shot out in an instant, illuminating the environment of some dark groves at the same time.

Burst!

Zeng Gang, who was fleeing, was instantly hit by the golden light, his eyes bulged as if they were about to bulge, and then a large mouthful of rich blood spat out of his mouth, and then fell to the ground.

The light gold energy submerged into his body, destroying some of his internal organs in an instant, along with a few ribs.

Zeng just twitched on the ground a few times, and his body stopped moving.

Large patches of blood were still pouring out of his mouth.

That is, at the moment when Zeng Gang's vitality disappeared, in a garbage recycling site in Qingshan City, a dilapidated house made of iron sheets, a middle-aged man who had not been asleep for a long time suddenly opened his eyes.

A ray of blood flashed the moment he opened his eyes.

"The blood-type host died a ......"

The middle-aged man stood up and muttered to himself, frowning slightly.

The news of the death of the blood host reminded him of many things for a while.

For some reason, he began to feel a little uneasy in his heart for some reason.

"I've warned them, it shouldn't be ......"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, denying what he had just thought of.

But even with self-comfort, the uneasiness that emerged in his heart still did not dissipate, but became more and more intense.

That's it.

After sitting on the bed for five or six minutes, the middle-aged man began to act.

He picked up his PHS mobile phone from a few years ago and dialed a certain number.

It didn't take long for the phone to be connected, and a mature male voice came over: "My lord." ”

The tone was full of respect and humility.

It's like a servant talking to his master.

"Ah Cheng, you bring the others to me immediately. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Although he didn't think anything was going to happen, the necessary measures needed to be done, and if something did happen, he wouldn't have time to gather people.

"Yes, sir. ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was very clear and concise.

After disconnecting the phone, the middle-aged man thought about it carefully and dialed two other calls in succession.

"Hey, boy Yang, do you have time to come to me now? What's the matter? The host of the blood seed I planted has died, yes, you should come in quickly. ”

"Hey, Lao Zhao, come to me quickly, what's the matter? I'll tell you when you come. ”

The tone of the call this time was very ordinary, just a little more impatient, and there was no deliberate "majesty" like just now.

Obviously, the owner of the two phone calls he made should be on an equal footing with him in his eyes, not like the first phone call.

And after making these phone calls, the middle-aged man's restless heart began to calm down a little.

He began to get out of bed and head out at the garbage dump, then looked up at the dark sky above.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to spoil my good deeds, I will kill you!"

A strong aura appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and wisps of crimson light welled up from the depths of his eyes.

He has lived most of his life and finally has been turned upside down, and he will never allow others to destroy it!

On the other side, in the grove.

"If you don't have talent points, are you really an ordinary person?"

Yang Yun didn't hear the familiar prompt, and murmured in his heart.

Although there was no talent point born, it at least proved his previous guess.

These two guys are most likely related to the group of capable people.

Thinking of this, Yang Yun's gaze fell on Wang Lung again, his left hand was released, and the latter suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, pressing his right arm with an extremely painful expression.

As if thinking of something, Yang Yun looked at Li Zhun, who was also kneeling on the ground.

And the latter raised his head tremblingly as if sensing that Yang Yun was looking at him.

However, the next sentence made him feel relieved and relieved.

"Take your sister with you and get out of here. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you!"

Li Zhun didn't know what to say, so he nodded and thanked him.

Then he stood up with difficulty, and walked step by step to the girl who was tied to a shabby chair not far away.

"Brother!"

Seeing that her brother was safe and sound, the girl burst into tears.

"It's okay. ”

Li Zhun walked up to the girl, wiped the tears on the other party's cheeks, and whispered softly.

After uncovering the hemp rope, the girl helped him to walk slowly outside.

"Thank you!"

When passing by Yang Yun, the girl bent down gratefully and thanked Yang Yun.

And Yang Yun didn't say anything in response, just watched their brother and sister gradually leave.

People who don't have talent points to qualify are the same in his eyes.

To kill or not to kill is a dispensable thing for him.