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A wandering swordsman from the continent of Tianwang Continent. I've been looking for a match and I've been tired from the long journey, maybe ...... I'm also looking for meaning to live.

One cannot live for a sword.

That kind of guy is so stupid, how can a tool be above personality and become a master?

Tools are created to serve humanity. Their meaning can only shine in the hands of people, and they can control the name and spirit given to them by people, and finally become a story to be sung.

This is very difficult, especially in the Tianwang Continent Continent, which is full of outstanding swordsmen.

But here, on a beautiful planet full of cowards and lambs, wouldn't it be a waste of fate for me not to say something wonderful for others to remember?

Hiss –

Liang Yue pulled a sword flower.

The door was completely broken, and with a slight push of his left hand, it landed on the ground with a crisp clang. The voice drowned out the screams of the women and the frightened cries of passers-by.

The well-dressed man's voice trembled and he dialed the police: "Murder!

People fled in a panic near the taxi.

The smell of blood can be smelled from a long distance, and when it turns into the nose, it awakens a nerve signal called "fear" in the brain. Almost, just a little, it is almost enough to completely make them understand the beauty of ordinary life, and they will never complain uselessly.

South Korea is one of the safest countries in the world, and this statement is absolutely true.

With a kill rate of about 0.6, it can almost rank among the top three in the world, and it is on the same level as Japan and Singapore. It couldn't be better than the 0.9 in Britain, France and Germany, let alone places like Brazil, South Africa, and Honduras.

Safety doesn't mean the best.

The rigid social class and high pressure of life have left most South Koreans in a fast-paced state of mental tension and complete collapse at any time, and they are struggling to earn a pitiful wage enough to live on, and they are full of desire to move to a higher level of the cycle of capitalist exploitation and become a member of the exploitation group.

It's a pity that ordinary people don't have such an opportunity, and they won't understand this truth.

A clever bookmaker will always leave a false enticing hope for the gambler. But how can people in the social system see clearly that the national government is the most clever architect.

The middle-aged man threw his handbag aside, protected the woman next to him tightly, and then moved to a safe place: "Call the police, call the police and the doctor! There is a murderer here!!"

He stared at the taxi.

First, a strong leg slowly stepped out, and then a grim-faced man stepped out of the broken carriage, still holding a murder weapon in his hand—

A short sword that radiates a dazzling white glow.

If it's a concert now, this should be a glow stick for shouting and cheering. When a middle-aged man sees this kind of thing, he will scold a boring star chaser at most, and he will not do more troublesome things.

But now it's different.

This is near the embassy in downtown Seoul.

This is a public street with a dense pedestrian traffic.

It was an unexpected murder, and the taxi had been ravaged by some kind of weapon and turned into a garbage-like existence, more like the traces of a monster that had wreaked havoc. At this time, the only survivor came out of the monster, and the last person who could be the murderer.

"That's him!"

The middle-aged man burst out with amazing courage, grabbed a baseball bat from a nearby store, and rushed over to subdue the murderer.

There was a reason for him to make this decision.

Who would be afraid of a gangster who doesn't have a sharp blade, no guns, no explosives?

"Let's leave. ”

Liang Yue muttered, sliding lightly to the right, her body as light as a leaf, like the wind brought by the impact of a middle-aged man blowing it away. He just flicked his wrist and picked an extremely appropriate angle, and the man slammed headlong into the lightsaber.

"Ahhhh!!!h

The pillar of light extended from his back, then moved to the left front, leaving his shoulder, taking with him the entire left half of his body.

It was only about half a second, and then the sound stopped abruptly, and the stench of burnt protein wafted through the air.

Syllable......

The sound of flesh crashing on asphalt.

Liang Yue's eyes moved slightly, he didn't want to use a sword against such a weak person. But it was as if some kind of voice appeared in his head, driving him to do so.

This is something that is not in line with his kendo. But the beta endorphins produced by the brain because of the stimulation made him feel a wave of pleasure in his body's instincts.

Chemical hormones act in the receptors of brain cells and have an effect on the spirit from a material point of view.

Happiness and sadness can also be affected by brain hormones, and even Liang Yue can't control them. Not to mention that he's just an exotic visitor who has gained memories of a Korean agent.

He won't know what scientific shackles and ideological stamps are.

The police arrived at the scene, and they nervously confronted the man in the suit in front of them, his right hand pointing low to the ground, and a pillar of light extending from the bare hilt of his sword, buzzing.

"Is it a new weapon? Star Wars lightsaber!?" at least double-digit muzzles were pointed at the gangsters, which made the police relax their guard slightly.

They talked to each other, and became more and more aware of the unusualness.

First of all, the wreckage of the taxi does not look like it was made with bare hands, and at the very least, a large cutting machine is required to tear a modern machine of good quality into several large pieces.

Secondly......

They had not yet figured out the purpose of the man, or what he had in his hands.

Tick Woo Woo –

Sirens heightened the tension at the scene. Koreans are equally fond of onlookers, and it should be said that humans are primates with an innate nature of curiosity, even for blonde foreigners.

They are all human beings, and there is no distinction between high and low.

At this moment, there were even two incomplete corpses lying on the ground, and there were even people who excused Liang Yue's behavior.

"Ah, he may have encountered some setback to do such a thing. ”

"It's definitely the fault of the system, it's the fault of the state......"

"That's fine, but who knows the pain behind him?"

Liang Yue's greatest pain was that he couldn't find a way to escape from here, not a miserable experience that didn't exist. Hostage-taking, even if he dies, he will not touch it.

The mission leader of the SWAT unit was given an order: "The Einsatzgruppen team has arrived—let them take over! You are in charge of evacuating the crowd!"

Things didn't go the way they were scripted.

Just as the SWAT force and the special operations team were handing over orders, I don't know which policeman was so nervous that he was the first to shoot.

Bang!

The shrill sound of gunpowder wanted to ring out, signaling the end of peace.

(To be continued.) )