The night is deep and the moon is cold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dim streetlights were hidden in the thick fog, and along with the streetlights, there was a green taxi moving slowly.

"Fuck." In the driver's seat, a driver with a small flat head and looking to be in his early forties was scolding boredly.

Even though it was late at night, in this kind of ghost weather with visibility of less than ten meters, Xiao Pingtou did not dare to speed up, on the contrary, he drove a little slower than usual.

Turning the corner, the fog became thicker.

Xiao Pingtou looked left and right, this should be the location of the night market, but it's a pity that in the second half of the night, let alone people, there is not even a ghost shadow.

By this time when he got out of the car, Xiao Pingtou was already tired, and he simply didn't bother to take care of business, he just wanted to be handed over to the car, and go back to sleep with his head covered.

After crossing this street, he walked out of the night market, and Xiao Pingtou was thinking about the next route, how to drive more comfortably.

Speaking of which, the fog in this night market is really heavy, and I have been inexplicably cold and panicked since I came in.

Turning it on, Xiao Pingtou looked at everything around him, but he was suddenly stunned.

This house, this street, this street lamp・・・・・・

Didn't you just drive from here?

"Damn, I'm still hallucinating?" Xiao Pingtou rubbed his eyes, made sure that he was not mistaken, and carefully recalled that this was indeed the location where he drove into the night market a few minutes ago.

How did you come back again?

", the hell hits the wall!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Pingtou couldn't help but shudder.

People who run sports cars all year round have such a saying, and Xiao Pingtou has naturally heard it, but he didn't expect to hit it himself today.

It's just unlucky! Xiao Pingtou slammed the steering wheel, ignoring any traffic rules, the car made a 180-degree turn, and sped away in the opposite direction as if fleeing.

What Xiao Pingtou didn't know was that he was the nineteenth taxi to escape from here tonight.

What Xiao Pingtou didn't know was that a thrilling battle was going on in this indissolvable fog.

"Lynn! Kill him! The sharp-mouthed man shouted.

Du Sheng looked at the long-haired woman behind him, and his whole heart was suddenly raised to his throat.

The hand holding the blue spike slowly raised, and the long-haired woman stared at Du Sheng, but there was something else in her resentful eyes.

"What are you waiting for!" The sharp-mouthed man almost roared.

The spikes were already aimed at Du Sheng's heart, but they hung in the air and could not fall. Du Sheng finally saw clearly, what was hidden in the eyes of the long-haired woman, what was hidden at that time.

It's unbearable.

"Lynn!" The frantic voice of the sharp-mouthed man brought the long-haired woman back to her senses.

The long-haired woman gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and the spikes that were originally hovering in the air also stabbed towards Du Sheng's heart.

A gust of wind passed past Du Sheng's ears.

There was a muffled sound.

The moonlight shone on the long-haired woman's eyes, and the resentful look was long gone, replaced by surprise, fear, and unspeakable pain.

Behind the long-haired woman, a glittering kitchen knife was stuck in the wall in a daze. The hilt was still trembling slightly. The right hand, which was originally holding the blue spike, was slashed to the ground by the sudden flying kitchen knife along with half of its arm.

Like the sharp-mouthed man's wound, strong green smoke poured out of the long-haired woman's half right arm.

"Lynn!" The sharp-mouthed man's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, he had always prided himself on speed, but just now he didn't see when and how Hu Kou made his hand.

The long-haired woman covered her right arm and knelt on the ground in pain. The great pain made the long-haired woman's mouth grow, and out of her throat was a hoarse moan.

"Bastard!" The sharp-mouthed man jumped up, his two hands like two sharp machetes, and slashed wildly towards Hu Kouku.

Without a kitchen knife, Hu Kou can only use the remaining one to parry with all his strength, but fortunately, although the sharp-mouthed man attacks fiercely, he has no weird angle before, and he looks more like a crazy madman who has no brains and is bent on venting his anger.

Suddenly, a powerful punch slammed into the right side. Hu Kou flashed sideways, and before he could stand firmly, it was a punch.

The fat man also rejoined the fight.

"Oh, really." Looking at the inextricable fierce battle in front of her, the little girl suddenly sighed, and said in a strange way: "Three people can't beat one, if you let the boss know about this, what can you do?" ”

The little girl said to herself, and although she didn't turn her head, the words came to Scarface's ears word for word.

Looking at the increasingly struggling Hu Kou, Du Sheng came back from his panic in a trance, took a step, and found that he could move again.

Could it be that I couldn't move just now, all because of this long-haired woman's relationship?

"Uncle Hu!" Du Sheng shouted, pulled out the kitchen knife from the wall, and threw it at Hu Kouru: "Next!" ”

"Howler!" Hu Kou dodged the fat man's fist, shook the sharp-mouthed man away with another horizontal slash, and finally grabbed a gap in the gap, and reached out to catch the kitchen knife thrown back by Du Sheng.

A dark shadow.

Yes, it was a dark shadow, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Du Sheng could only see a black shadow rushing past Hu Kouru.

"Bang!" The kitchen knife landed next to Hukou's thick feet.

The shadow finally stopped—it was Scarface!

Scarface's back was to Hukou, and there was no expression on his gloomy face. And in Scarface's hand, there is an extra fleshy, bloody thing.

Heart-rending screams pierced the night sky.

It was Du Sheng who screamed, because Du Sheng saw clearly what was in Scarface's hand.

It's a hand, a whole hand with a thick mouth!

The bloody crack is still bubbling out, with tendons and flesh, uneven, as if it has been torn off!

"Next, it's your right hand, then your left foot, and then, your right foot." Scarface threw away his bloody arm, turned to stare at Hu Kou, and said word by word: "How injured Lin is, how to double it back." ”

"Ray," paused, and Scarface said to the sharp-mouthed man again, "Do you understand?" ”

"Cut, it's a bit difficult." The sharp-mouthed man sneered, "I'll try my best to see how long this dead fat man can last." ”

"Lean ・・・・・・" blood gushed out from his left shoulder. Hu Kou panted roughly, looked at Du Sheng, who was already in tears, and grinned reluctantly: "Cry your mother, Lao Tzu is still ・・・・・・ not dead・・・・・・ ・・・・・・"

As he spoke, Hu Kou looked behind him with his spare eyes. The fog that had been torn apart had completely closed at some point, and it had become thicker than before.

"Stinky boy, Lao Tzu asks you," Hu Kouku slowly picked up the kitchen knife on the ground: "Are you afraid of ・・・・・・?"

"Damn!" Du Sheng wiped away his tears vigorously: "I'm not afraid!" ”

"Hehe, good boy," Hu Kou laughed roughly: "Sure enough, he was raised by Lao Tzu." ”

"It seems that Lao Tzu has to break his oath today." Hu Kou said roughly, and bit one of the kitchen knives with his mouth: "Stinky boy, let you open your eyes today and see Lao Tzu's real craftsmanship!" ”

After speaking, Hu Kou shouted loudly. A strange aura instantly enveloped the surroundings. It felt like standing on the road on a dog day and looking into the distance, and everything in your eyes would be distorted by the steaming heat.

The difference is that there is only the cold here.

Suddenly, a faint green light broke out from Hu Kou's thick feet, the green light was thin and long, like countless long snakes, following Hu Kou's thick feet and winding up, completely enveloping Hu Kou's thick body.

"Impossible, how are you—" Scarface seemed to see something, and a hint of surprise appeared on his cold face.

"Hehe, do you know why Lao Tzu hates you monsters the most," Hu Kou sneered: "Because Lao Tzu almost became a fucking monster before!" ”

A strong wind rose into the sky, and Hu Kou was so strong that he stepped on two big pits on the ground. When he blinked again, he saw that Hu Kou's thick figure flashed, and he had already circled behind the sharp-mouthed man.

"Cut, isn't it just getting faster?" The sharp-mouthed man dodged the thick kitchen knife, turned sideways and met it again. In terms of speed, the sharp-mouthed man has absolute confidence.

"Be careful!" Scarface yelled.

The sharp-mouthed man had already made a move, and the blue-light-covered hand knife was no more than a size away from Hu Kou, but Hu Kou was thick but did not parry, but stood up, looking like he was going to use his chest to take the knife.

"Dead fatty, won't you die this time?" A smug smile appeared in the sharp-mouthed man's heart.

Suddenly, the green light that originally wrapped Hu Kou's thick body seemed to have life, and it turned into countless green snakes, opening their fangs and rushing towards the sharp-mouthed man.

The change came too quickly, and the sharp-mouthed man wanted to withdraw, but found that it was too late, and the dense green light snake instantly bit the sharp-mouthed man's hands and feet. The unbelievable power froze the sharp-mouthed man who had burst into mid-air in place.

Afraid. Only horror remained in the eyes of the sharp-mouthed man.

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, a cold light crossed the neck of the sharp-mouthed man,

The last thing the sharp-mouthed man saw was his body bitten by the light snake, and behind the body, the terrifying monster with a kitchen knife in its mouth.

"Boom!" The cold light stopped on the blade, and the head fell to the ground.

Green smoke gushing.

"Ray!" The fat man roared and rushed towards Hukou. Hu was rough but didn't seem to see it, and walked slowly towards Scarface.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the fat man's huge body was actually shocked and flew out, and in front of the green light snake, the fat man's strange power was so vulnerable.

"Damn!" The fat man clenched his fists and was about to go up again, but a shadow that appeared out of thin air suddenly blocked his way.

It's a long-haired woman.

"Lynn, you-" The fat man's eyes widened.

The long-haired woman's right arm was still emitting white smoke, and the huge pain made her almost unable to open her eyes, so she could only barely raise her left hand to stop the fat man.

"Why?" The fat man looked at the long-haired woman.

The long-haired woman didn't speak, just shook her head slightly.

"Get out of the way." The fat man gritted his teeth.

"Listen to Lynn." Icy voice.

It was Scarface who spoke.

"You can't beat him." After Scarface finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Hu Kouru.

Step by step, without superfluous movements, the two people walked in front of each other like this.

"Uncle Hu・・・・・・" Du Sheng muttered as he looked at Hu Koucou, the blood had already soaked through Hu Kouco's body, and he left a red on the ground along the slippers.

As if they had received an order, the countless green light snakes suddenly opened their mouths and pounced on Scarface. Almost at the same time, Scarface's figure also flashed, and it turned into a black shadow again.

The black shadow was as fast as it went, and then it kept passing through the snake array, like a black sharp blade, and wherever it passed, the light snake was actually cut off by Qi Qi, letting out one piercing hissing after another.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow had burst into front of Hu Kou. Hu Kou roughly raised the knife to meet it, and the kitchen knife turned into a brilliant white light in the black shadow, and fought with the black shadow.

The soldiers are staggered, and the lightning is fire. Violent waves of air screamed and rolled up a cloud of flying sand, and the sound of fierce collisions poured down like a storm in every corner of the mist.

No one could see what was going on, and the center of the battle was only black and white, light and shadow entangled and torn apart.

The sound of breaking the air, the sound of knives cutting.

The black shadow flashed in the air, and suddenly distanced itself from Hu Kouru.

The two of them returned to their original positions, as if nothing had happened, only the smoke and dust that dispersed, still witnessing the thrilling battle just now.

Everything was quiet.