Chapter 80: Night of the Evil One (Part II), Rakshasa and the Gods

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The two men slowly walked towards Zhang Ruowei, who was huddled in the corner, some of them were arranged to guard at the exit to prevent people from entering, and the rest were playing in front of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info or squatting, or standing, or smoking a cigarette, or holding a mobile phone ready to take a picture.

Orange tungsten lights swayed in the wind, and white smoke cast a shadowy black shadow on the wet ground.

I couldn't see the faces of the men, only their laughter, loud and small, far and near.

Zhang Ruowei is already desperate! Two years ago, it was because his brother Zhang Jin arrived in time that he was spared; But now, is there no one here to save themselves?

Fu Su's appearance flashed in front of her eyes again, and at this time, the only person she still thought of was that young man. But the boy didn't appear, and there was nothing but darkness here, only demons approaching.

"Please, save me......" muttered that could not reach the other party's ears at all.

It's scary, it's scary!

That's it, is that? That's it, is that? That's it, is that?

[Wow~]

Two truncated fingers tumbling in the air!!

The two fingers that hadn't touched Zhang Ruowei's clothes were cut off by the air? And if so, then why didn't any screams be heard?

then

The whole severed palm rolled in front of my eyes!!

Is the entire palm severed? If so, then why didn't you see blood coming out?

Waiting for Zhang Ruowei to see clearly,

The two people who were about to approach him had been neatly cut off from their wrists, the incision was as smooth as the surface of a mirror, the bright red flesh and blood were so clear that the flesh lines could be seen clearly, and the gray bones, the honeycomb-like hollow internal structure were so flat, the section was like a polished jade surface, a perfect work of art.

The entire severed palm rolled in the air a few times before falling to the ground, still pumping. moved, and the severed finger fell in front of Zhang Ruowei.

At the moment when the finger landed, the bright red blood poured out from the place where it was cut off in an uproar, and the speed was so fast that the blood droplets atomized and dispersed in the humid air, and the scene suddenly had a faint smell of blood.

The two people who had their palms cut off were stunned for three or four seconds before they realized that their hands had been cut off. At first, they just felt numbness, and then a heart-rending burning sensation instantly surged into the nerve center, and even the nerve circuits had the illusion of being burned.

My hand!! My hands!!my hands!! My hand!! My hand!! Ahh!!!h

The two of them screamed frantically, sweat mixed with blood washing away their wasted hands.

They used their remaining hand to reach for the severed palm on the ground, but as soon as their fingers touched it, they felt that the palm was cold to the bone.

Then, that hand doesn't feel anything!

Because the only hand left is broken!

Another heart-wrenching burning sensation spread rapidly throughout my body at the flat incision, my hands, my hands, my hands, my hands, my hands, ahh The two hurriedly retreated into the crowd, pressing the gushing blood to death.

When the group of men were frightened by this sudden change,

From above, the sound of shoes rubbing against the red brick wall could be heard.

[Click~]

Everyone looked up in unison,

I saw a figure in the dust,

Stepping on the red brick walls at 90 degrees on both sides of the alley, they slid straight down. The boots rubbed green smoke against the walls, and the dust swayed in the wind. Eventually, the visitor stopped at a height of three or four meters and was looked up to by everyone.

In his hand, he held a half-meter-long broken knife, the color of the blade was very red than blood, as if it was stained with dripping demon blood; At the end of the sword, the two dancing white cloth bands were boiling and entangled like living creatures.

The boy's black hair fluttered in the wind, and it looked as if every strand of hair was breathing.

Zhang Ruowei recognized Fu Su from his back.

Surprised and shocked, her dull eyes had forgotten to blink, and her heart had forgotten to beat.

In that moment, she had forgotten her existence,

Forgetting time and the world,

Zhang Ruowei's eyes only had the man who fell from the sky.

Even in that moment, Fu Su became the only god in her heart!

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Fu Su's cold eyes swept over the group of men in front of him. Of course he knew what would happen if he was a second too late. Because there is nothing in this world that can restrain the ugly souls of these people!

The dark orange light swayed on the wall, and it was the wind that blew through it.

Keeping those hideous demons alive is only polluting the air and defiling the world.

The world has not been able to hold desires. The cage of hope,

So only force can make these ugly guys understand that the reason why people are human is because there is a bottom line that cannot be touched!

[Wow!] ]

A gust of wind swept through and slice another man's arm.

There was a deathly silence.

Then the man's screams resonated with the dog's voice.

Now no one dares to move, because they know that movement is a precursor to death.

Then

Fu Su glanced back at Zhang Ruowei, who was curled up in the corner of the wall, his body trembling slightly.

I saw that the fear in her eyes had not yet dissipated.

The moment he looked at Fu Su, Zhang Ruowei's mind was already blank,

The brief moment of staring at each other seemed to span eternity, and all the troubles of the world had nothing to do with it.

At that moment, Fu Su was the sun shining in the darkness.

[~~]

Fu Su took off his coat and threw it to Zhang Ruowei, who had not yet come back to his senses. But he never said a word.

Retract the legs of the horse and jump back to the ground. At this time, Fu Su's eyes were as sharp as knives, cold to the bone, and he looked at the group of young people in front of him.

Fu Su walked forward, and the group of young people couldn't help but retreat.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" The inch-headed young man only took half a step back, and his eyes were erratic.

"People, of course." Fu Su's face was expressionless, and the blood-red broken knife in his hand waved out of thin air, and he couldn't tell whether the speed was fast or slow. Anyway, when everyone came back to their senses, the bald head that was hiding behind Fu Su and preparing to carry out a sneak attack, the five fingers stretched out to Fu Su's shoulders had been cut off in unison.

The severed finger rolled in mid-air for two weeks, the bald head had not had time to bleed, and his entire forearm was detached from his body and flew into the hands of another young man.

Ahh

Blood spurted from the incision on the bald arm.

Everyone felt a smell of blood coming from all directions. When the timid man saw this, his legs suddenly became weak. They looked at each other, not knowing who had provoked the rakshasa in front of them.

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