The sky is blue, and the river is blue, connected in a line. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Jing walked along this line all the time, I don't know how long and how long, I saw a car rush off the bridge and fall into the river. Feng Jing's conditioned reflex was general, his eyes widened, and his body swept towards the falling car.

Feng Jing stood at the front of the car, smashed the windshield with a punch, and pulled out the young man in the driver's seat and the little girl in the co-pilot. Kick on your toes and jump onto the bridge.

Before the car fell into the water, Feng Jing stood on the bridge with the two of them in his arms.

The people who came up looked at the three people who suddenly appeared suspiciously, and no one noticed that the two people next to Feng Jing were rescued from the car that fell into the water.

When the young man saw Feng Jing beside him, he couldn't help but tremble, pulled the child in Feng Jing's hand, and hid aside, looking frightened. He remembered that his car had entered the river, but now he was standing on the river, and the young man's head poked out to the car in the river and looked down.

Feng Jing took a step forward and wanted to say something, but after taking a step, he stopped, turned around, and walked in the other direction with his head down under the gaze of everyone.

What is there to say about the language barrier? Besides, he was not a good person in the first place, hooking up with the underworld and killing people.

Maybe saving people is to kill people, for the flesh and blood of the people being saved, so saving people is his instinctive reaction.

Feng Jing didn't take two steps, there was a panic behind him, and the crowd fled. When he turned around, he saw the two people who were rescued, their faces were hideous, their bodies were entangled in a black gas, and their flesh and blood began to dry up.

"Daddy." The little girl who was rescued cried and screamed at her father, who was also dried.

The father gritted his teeth and hugged the child tightly, muttering not to cry.

"Don't." Feng Jing screamed, but he could only scream, and there was nothing he could do.

The little girl and her father worked hard for a while, turned into powder, dissipated in the air, and there was not even a slag.

Feng Jing came to the place where the father and daughter dissipated, reached over, and touched the dissipated powder, but he didn't grasp any of it, only to see the black gas that had sucked flesh and blood slipped into his body from between his feet. Then, my body trembled. Suddenly, Feng Jing felt that his physical strength had increased a lot, but before he could figure out whether this physical energy came from stomach digestion or the epidemic of natural essence and blood, his consciousness began to blur, his body began to disobey the call, and his face began to be hideous.

Bold onlookers, standing in the fleeing crowd, looked at Feng Jing's hideous expression, muttered something in their mouths, and prayed to Feng Jing with Buddhist rituals.

Prayers were useless, Feng Jing still lost consciousness, his eyes rolled and his lips cracked, looking like he was about to kill.

A baseball bat flew from a car about ten meters away and smashed towards Feng Jing's head. Feng Jing's white eyes without pupils looked up, and in an instant, the picture became a frame by frame projection. His hand was raised, grabbing the flying baseball bat.

The corners of Feng Jing's mouth twitched back, and one swept away, disappearing, and everyone looked puzzled. When they saw the baseball bat stuck into the heart of the strong man who threw the bat outside Milemi, the crowd was terrified again and fled.

Blood spilled on the car next to him, and the strong man didn't feel the pain, and looked at his chest with everyone's eyes. Before he could let out a frightened cry, Feng Jing, who was already standing behind him, pulled out the baseball bat that had been inserted into the strong man's heart from behind.

The strong man's pupils widened, he sobbed, his brain lost consciousness, and he was about to fall to the side, only to see that it turned into powder, and before it fell to the ground, it had dissipated in the wind.

Feng Jing was facing the wind, and he was smiling, showing off his killing. A Toyota car, charging averagely, with a speed of no less than 80 kilometers per hour, crashed into Feng Jing, as if he had some deep hatred with Feng Jing, not the whole life.

Feng Jing didn't care, but still expressed his kind of smile that showed murder - the corners of his mouth twitched to both sides.

When the car came into contact with Feng Jing, Feng Jing raised his right foot and stepped on the front of the car. I saw that the car seemed to hit a wall, without a little cushioning, and the rear of the car was warped due to inertia.

Feng Jing's right foot sank into the iron sheet on the front of the car, and his left foot fell into the cement of the bridge. However, he did not feel the slightest pain, and his right foot was pulled out of the front of the car, stepped on the concrete bridge, and then pulled out his other foot and walked towards the door.

The driver who drove into the car hit the airbag, although his head was not broken, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he shook his head, trying to see Feng Jing who was walking by. But as soon as he saw Feng Jing's face, he was dragged out of the car by a black gas and fell to the ground, this time, his head was broken.

Feng Jing squatted down, poked his head into the driver's face, his nose twitched deeply, and the struggling driver disappeared into the wind. After sucking the black gas of flesh and blood, this time it no longer slipped in from Feng Jing's heels, and was sucked directly into his nose by Feng Jing, and then disappeared.

The crowd fled, and the entire bridge was filled with clogged vehicles. Police cars couldn't get closer, and sirens kept coming in the distance. The police forced Feng Jing while evacuating the crowd, pointed their guns at Feng Jing, first shouted in Thai to stop moving, and raised their hands. Feng Jing did not respond, felt that it was wrong, the police shouted English again, still did not respond, and finally spoke Chinese, still fruitless, and pounced directly.

Feng Jing was held to the ground by two policemen who pounced on him and handcuffed him. But Feng Jing didn't care at all, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the two policemen couldn't help but look at each other, and then trembled. Before they could understand what Feng Jing's smile meant, the two policemen were throbbing all over their bodies, and they saw black gas wrapped around their bodies.

Feng Jing exerted his strength, and the handcuffs broke. By the time they stood up, the two policemen had dried up. Feng Jing's nose twitched again and turned into nothing.

Seeing this scene, the policeman three or four meters away did not hesitate to pull the trigger of the pistol to Feng Jing.

The bullets came one after another, and the unconscious Feng Jing seemed to not know what it was, and reached over to grab it, the bullet pierced through the palm of his hand, shot into his chest, and a smear of blood rushed out of his body.

After a barrage of shooting, the police put down their pistols and waited for Feng Jing to fall, then went over to collect the body.

However, Feng Jing did not fall for a long time. He leaned his head down, looked at the bloody chest, pulled back the hand that had been shot through, wiped out a pile of blood, brought it to his eyes, and stared at the blood in his hand with his head pinned.

When the police saw that the bullet automatically fell out of Feng Jing's body and the wound healed, they all stared at a magic show, forgetting their own safety and making no action.

Feng Jing's slightly peaceful face suddenly became extremely hideous, baring his teeth and grinning, like an enraged beast, and he would pounce on the person who came in the next second.

When the police realized the danger, it was too late, and Feng Jing's figure disappeared in everyone's eyes.

Feng Jing's body passed through one policeman, another policeman, and finally stood in front of the policeman with a bullhorn, showing his teeth.

The policeman with the horn was stunned for a moment when he saw Feng Jing in front of him, and then, without the slightest sluggishness, he pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger on Feng Jing's head.

The bullet was a bit unfortunate this time, it didn't take advantage of the slightest, and was intercepted in front of the forehead by the black gas.

Feng Jing bit the root of his teeth, clenched his fists, and made a move, and the bullet wrapped in black gas in front of his forehead dissipated in the air with the surrounding police, and turned into nothing.

The policeman with the horn was stunned for a moment, but he did not panic, took two steps back, picked up the communication tool, reflected the situation, and asked for support.

There was a knock on the door of room 0608 of the Montian Riverside Hotel.

"Who?" Lan Yu put a T-shirt on her body and walked towards the door.

"Me." Liu Haidong replied.

"Who am I?" Lan Yu covered her mouth and turned back to smile at Su Rong, who was sitting on the sofa.

"I'm going in."

Lan Yu's hand had just reached for the doorknob, but it was too late, and the entire door was removed by Liu Haidong, who walked in and put the door to the side.

Lan Yu's head and Su Rong's head shook almost at the same time, feeling helpless for them, the uncle.

"Uncle Shi, we are girls, how can we come in casually." Lan Yu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her hands were on her chest, and she looked provocative.

"Girls? When you were young, I didn't see any hairs. Liu Haidong put the door down, looked in, and saw Su Rong staring at him in a daze, "Xu Dong just sent the news that Feng Jing is on the south bank of the Chao Nan River, you clean up, and we will set off." ”

Lan Yu and Su Rong were still speechless for the first half of Liu Haidong when they heard the second half of the sentence, and the figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already dressed in armed attire and stood in front of Liu Haidong.

"It's pretty fast, let's go." After Liu Haidong finished speaking, the window shattered and fell downstairs, he turned into a white light and disappeared in front of the window.

Lan Yu and Su Rong glanced at each other, shook their heads helplessly, turned into two rays of light, one red and one purple, and went away with the white light in front of them.

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