When Mu Qian saved Song Shijing with a boxed lunch, he hugged this female demon slayer who was a little stupid but really beautiful and focused on a good figure, and took off her clothes directly...... Perform healing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the street, the two men who were still staging a street fight at the zebra crossing at the intersection were still fighting.

A man with small dreadlocks, dark skin, and headphones, his legs are like the wind, and he keeps making difficult movements. He seemed to be pressing the strong man who had taken off his shirt, but in fact, he fell behind with a fast attack.

If you slow down the movements of the two, you can find that the attack rhythm of the little pigtail has been adapted to by Chen Shaoyong. Not only were the whip legs always steadily resisted by Chen Shaoyong's iron arms, but Chen Shaoyong's heavy punches that erupted from time to time could force back the little braids.

After a long time of futility, there were no screams and gunshots in the park, and it stands to reason that the mission should be completed.

A hurried siren sounded in the distance.

The little pigtail suddenly broke out into a fierce attack, kicking Chen Shaoyong's arm three times in a row. When Chen Shaoyong raised his fist to fight back, and with the power of Chen Shaoyong's arm, the figure rushed out towards the side of the road.

With one hand on his back, he turned over, and without looking back on his little dirty braids, he rushed into the alley next to him.

"Don't want to go!"

Chen Shaoyong shouted angrily, and was just about to step up to catch up, but the little dreadlocks had already run away...... The speed difference is too much.

You can see the figure of the little pigtail, kicking left and right on the walls on both sides, and the figure easily jumped to the top of the three-story building in a shaking, and turned his head to make a gesture with his middle finger down.

It's such a fast move, this one really can't catch up.

Chen Shaoyong's chest was heaving, and his sweat-soaked muscles were plated with a layer of orange in the setting sun.

It's the end of the day...... Originally, in the process of tracking down the resurrected soul, he encountered several members of the resurrected soul, and he relied on a pair of iron fists to shatter the enemy.

But this time he encountered this little dreadlock, he couldn't keep up with the other party's speed, and there was no helper by his side, so he could only watch the other party leave.

I guess I'm going to be on the list of resurrected souls...... He pouted disapprovingly.

"Oh no, Xiao Song!"

Coming back from the joy of the big battle, Chen Shaoyong slapped his head, turned around and ran to the side of the road.

At the intersection where more than 10 cars have been congested, the sound of mobile phone photography and shutter is endless, and this fight between fast and heavy was filmed by a driver and went viral through the Internet.

But these are at most two 'martial arts masters' against each other, and they are not supernatural, and they have not been blocked afterwards......

Chen Shaoyong picked up his shirt on the ground first, touched his wallet and mobile phone, and turned around and ran towards the park.

He could already smell the smell of blood wafting through the air, and he could also feel the unusual heat of the air......

The speeding police car arrived at the gate of the park at about the same time as him, and Chen Shaoyong did not have an advantage in running speed. The fat and thin policeman recognized the 'chief' who had revealed his identity at the police station in the afternoon and rushed out of the police car.

"Mr. Chen! There are gunshots in the park! There are big dogs that have killed people!" the fat policeman shouted as he pushed open the car door profusely and sweated profusely. They were in a hurry to get over and forgot to turn on the car air conditioner while driving.

"Follow me!"

Chen Shaoyong shouted and rushed into the park first.

The fat and thin policeman clenched his pistol in both hands, his legs curled up slightly, and he ran forward quickly, barely following Chen Shaoyong.

The thin policeman was attentive and shouted to the crowd who were faintly coming to watch: "There are criminals with guns in the park! Don't come here! Help isolate this place!"

Most of the onlookers, who did not know the truth, immediately drove away, and a few daring, driven by curiosity, looked into the park.

But no one really followed up.

Chen Shaoyong ran and suddenly stopped at a corner, endured the discomfort in his chest, beat the muscles in his chest, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into flames.

On a meadow, corpses were dripping with blood...... The man whose head was bitten off, the woman whose torso was torn off......

"Damn, these beasts!" Chen Shaoyong gritted his teeth and scolded, and glanced at the two policemen who had just come over from the side, "You go to the east, I'll go to the west! Someone attacks you and shoots you immediately! Don't hesitate!"

He ran to the corner where he remembered hearing a violent explosion, not letting the two policemen follow, also for fear that they would be involved in such an incident.

This kind of thing, just let the tough guy do it.

"Old, old Zhu?" the thin policeman looked at the Shura scene on the grass, his face turned pale, "What's wrong?"

"Vomit!" the fat cop had already turned his head and started vomiting.

This kind of thing is far beyond their comprehension, and the two of them have a little weak legs, but the mission of maintaining the peace of the town made them search the east along the road according to Chen Shaoyong's instructions.

Not long after, they found the beautiful female corpse wearing a cheongsam and grabbing their necks with both hands, as if they had strangled themselves......

'Why can't these guys, who have mastered the ability to transcend common sense, live as ordinary as everyone else?'

Chen Shaoyong thought so as he ran, and he crossed a bush and rushed to the place where Song Shijing was fighting with the man playing with the ball.

Most of the smoke and dust had dissipated with the wind, and the air baptized by thunder and lightning had retained a lot of static electricity, and clothes were crackling.

The body of the man lying on the ground was in a mess, and there were several boxes of lunches withheld, and there were also scattered bento meals on the ground...... This strange scene made Chen Shaoyong lift his spirits and slowly lean forward.

Whether the dead body is real or disguised, Chen Shaoyong has his own way of judging it. The man lying on the ground was dead, with a wooden sword in his shoulder and the corpse of a crow beside him.

The ground that was blown out of the big pit, the silver-white pistol, the few trees that were dumped, and the turf that was overturned were all showing Chen Shaoyong the battle just now.

The "bloodstained ......" led to the woods on the other side.

The light had already dimmed, and Chen Shaoyong shouted into the woods: "Xiao Song! You are not there! It's Uncle I!"

No response......

When Lin Mo entered, the most important thing Chen Shaoyong should do now is to wait for support. But he couldn't really give up on this little girl, he was not old enough to wander outside before he was twenty, and he invited himself to eat a few meals.

He put his coat directly on his body and began to walk slowly towards the dark woods, leaving a small trail of blood along the ground.

"Help, help......"

The voice.

The five words are all weak, and the last 'ah' is even more 'flat'; why can't Chen Shaoyong hear the slightest sense of urgency?

"What a familiar voice," he said, rather more cautiously, walking cautiously for fifteen or sixteen meters, and finally saw the situation under the big tree.

was leaning against Song Shijing, sitting under the tree, Mu Qian, still muttering in his heart: 'Why is it so slow?'

Secretly opened his left eye and looked down, the dim light did not affect his vision, he saw the uncle who came over with an open heart and a shirt, and let out another voice from his mouth: "Help......"

This is the aftermath plan that the Demon King thought.

"Xiao Song!" Chen Shaoyong saw the situation under the tree clearly, did not run over immediately, and after checking that there was no ambush nearby, he stood in front of the two of them, "And this...... How are you doing, boy?"

Song Shijing was in a daze, opened her eyes a slit, her right hand was still covering her chest, but her eyes saw Mu Qian who fell beside her.

"Uncle...... Let's see what's wrong with him...... He saved me, he must have been injured......"

Her memory was not moved by Mu to her hands and feet, but she naturally made up many pictures by herself.

When he was seriously injured and unconscious, the young man heroically rushed forward with two boxed lunches and fought the bad demon slayer.

Before, he was still worried about his injuries and tried to take care of himself...... In the end, I finally couldn't hold it anymore and passed out......

Song Shijing's eyes turned red again, and the good feelings for this young man in her heart surged up.

She was able to move her left hand, barely sat up straight, looking at Mu Qian's 'miserable' appearance leaning on the trunk of the tree and covered in mud, biting her lip and wanting to hold him in her arms, but she didn't expect that her strength was not enough, so she directly pushed Mu Qian down on the grass and pressed it herself.

Muqian: ......

Chen Shaoyong scratched his brows and whispered beside him: "Xiao Song, although you are a girl...... But it's not right to take advantage of others. We're so beautiful, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to take him down directly......"

Mu Qian opened his eyes weakly, and said in a suppressed voice: "Quick, she's fainted again." ”

The uncle hurried forward, only to remember that the two young men were 'seriously injured'.

More than 10 minutes later, several military green cars that had just been gone for a few days rushed into the park, and the vicinity of the park was immediately put under martial law.

Sister Yu, the person in charge of the Demon Eradicator region, rushed to this side after receiving Song Shijing's text message. called and found that Song Shijing's mobile phone could not be connected, and she got the news halfway through, reporting that there was a monster injury incident in this town...... to be able to come in such a timely manner.

Half an hour later, Song Shijing and Mu Qian were carried to the stretcher, and after Chen Shaoyong shook hands with Sister Yu, he briefly recounted the battle process just now, focusing on praising Song Shijing and the young man's heroic struggle, which minimized the losses of the town's residents.

Chen Shaoyong concluded: "This Xiao Song is good, very responsible, and should be rewarded." ”

"Well, Team Leader Lao Chen is bothered," Sister Yu smiled reluctantly, her eyes kept moving with Song Shijing, said sorry, trotted after him, and grabbed Song Shijing's hand beside the stretcher.

Song Shijing watched her grow up, and her worries were written in her eyes.

Looking at the flickering light of the police lights, Chen Shaoyong touched a cigarette and put it to his mouth, and the lights began to go out.

With his hands behind his head, he walked leisurely outside.

"Sure enough, it's still an online game, and people who die can be resurrected after a while. ”

……

Before being carried into the ambulance, Mu Qian slowly opened his eyes and coughed a few times, "That, I seem to be fine, I just lost my strength just now." ”

The two white coats looked at each other.

Mu Qian turned over and sat up from the stretcher, and a demon slayer in a suit next to him hurriedly ran over: "Young man, are you okay young man!"

The badge worn by this demon slayer reveals his identity: Research Institute of Unnatural Forces, Researcher, Tang Changkong.

"It's okay, it's just a little out of strength," Mu Qian insisted on this statement, he took a deep breath, "I still have to rush back to work, if it's okay here, I'll go first." ”

"Wait a minute," Tang Changkong looked at the busy crowd, "I'll ask Sister Yu if I want to clean your ...... Ahem, anyway, don't move yet. ”

Mu Qian pouted and cleaned his memory?

Brother's memory If you can all move it, I'm afraid the demon world will be finished long ago, right? But it's about the dignity of the demon king, if they cleanse their memories so easily, it will damage the majesty.

He jumped off the stretcher and was about to walk to the side, when two men raised their hands at the same time, blocking his way.

"Sir, you can't go back yet!"

Mu Qian squinted slightly, smiling, and a faint red light flashed in his lower abdomen......