Chapter Seventy-Five: Reckoning

Yang Muwei was defenseless against her younger brother, but she never thought that her younger brother would attack her. A knife hit the lower abdomen, which is exactly where people who practice martial arts call dantian.

"Brother, ......" Yang Muwei felt as if she didn't know her brother, and she couldn't believe that the knife just now was stabbed by her brother.

"Sister, promise them! Mom has been killed by them, I don't want to die! Sister! Promise them that we can all live. Yang Muwei's younger brother cried.

"What? What did you say? Mom was killed by them? Yang Muwei said.

"Yes! Sister! I don't want to die! They also gave me medicine, and I had to listen to them. Or I'll die! I really don't want to die! Sister! Yang Muwei's younger brother cried more and more miserably.

"What exactly did you do to my brother?" Yang Muwei's voice was already heartbreaking. If it weren't for a knife stuck in her lower abdomen, she would have rushed over long ago.

However, the knife in the lower abdomen, although it did not make her feel that her life was in danger, made her lose her strength. After Jiang Qiu's transformation, her vitality has long been extraordinary, but if she wants to exert her strength, she still has to use her dantian.

In particular, she has already practiced cyclones. Now that the dantian has been stabbed, this cyclone can't be condensed, and the strength of the whole body can't be used anymore. Unless the knife is pulled out, there seems to be some hope. Because the knife can only temporarily prevent the cyclone from being generated, but cannot really break the cyclone.

However, if the knife were removed, she might have bled to death.

"Don't be angry. Now that your dantian is broken, you can only obediently listen to us. Otherwise, neither you nor your brother will be in danger. The masked man laughed.

Yang Muwei stroked the handle of the knife on her stomach with one hand and said nothing.

"Why, do you still want to do the dying struggle?" Humanity in a mask.

"You killed my mother!" Yang Muwei said fiercely, at this time, she was already red-eyed.

"Not really. We're just scaring the kids! "Humanity in a mask.

"Oh? Is it? Well, let me meet her. I might just be able to cooperate and tell you what you want. Yang Muwei said.

"Okay. Come with us, and I'll take you to see your mother. "But you're amazing!" Even if a dark martial artist is stabbed, it may not be as good as you! I'm getting more and more interested in the secret of getting stronger. ”

"Hmph." Yang Muwei was noncommittal, but in private, she was already quietly recondensing the cyclone.

She wouldn't believe the nonsense of those people, if her mother was still alive, they would have been arrested and threatened by them!

I didn't expect those people to be so cruel, and this hatred is not shared.

Those people slowly approached Yang Muwei, and those foreigners all pulled out and grabbed them, pointing at Yang Muwei.

The masked man made a "stop" gesture and waved his hand: "Miss Yang has already agreed to cooperate with us, so there is no need to do this." Besides, her dantian is broken now, although it looks very good, it is just because the vitality of the martial artist is strong. But with all his strength, he can't use it, so there's nothing to worry about. ”

The person wearing the mask is a warrior himself, so he knows the strengths and weaknesses of a warrior best. At this time, Yang Muwei, in his eyes, was already a little lamb to be slaughtered.

However, just as he approached Yang Muwei, Yang Muwei's hand pressing on the handle of the knife suddenly became difficult. With lightning speed, he suddenly pulled out the knife that was inserted in his lower abdomen, and then slashed at the masked man's throat.

"Why, what, ......" The masked man covered his neck, and after only three words, he fell to the ground. It seems that before she died, she couldn't believe that Yang Muwei still had such a strong sense of action.

Before those people could fully react, Yang Muwei waved the dagger again, and the two people side by side were wiped on their necks together.

At this time, the others also reacted and drew their guns one after another. At this time, Yang Muwei was in a hurry, and the cyclone quickly condensed. At the same time, the blood in the lower abdomen was already shooting out like a fountain.

But she can't do that much anymore! The hatred of her mother's killing, as well as the ** who protected her younger brother, made her put life and death on the line.

At this acceleration, those people just pulled out their guns, and they fell one after another. Because it was close, it didn't take much effort, and it was all wiped by Yang Muwei's neck.

And the iron-headed people who were a little farther away from Yang Muwei were already scared.

This woman is simply not human. I'm still bleeding from my stomach, and I can even have ghostly speed. Even before someone else pulled out a gun, she killed her.

Yang Muwei covered her stomach with one hand, wanting to slow down the blood flow.

This is the iron head took out a gun, pointed at Yang Muwei and said, "You, don't come here!" Otherwise, I'll shoot! ”

However, Yang Muwei continued to walk forward, as if she hadn't heard his words, there was a kind of special horror, which made Tietou's hands tremble.

"Lift me up, you guys, let's run. This woman is no longer fast! "There are few guns on the Iron Head's side, except for one gun on the Iron Head, who is the boss, no one else has a gun.

When those people heard the boss's shout, they immediately staggered up, helped the iron head up, bypassed Yang Muwei and ran outside.

And Yang Muwei, as he expected, did not catch up. Instead, he turned around slowly and continued to chase them slowly. That look, like the zombies in the apocalyptic movie, is very scary.

At this time, Yang Muwei suddenly shook the knife in her hand, and the next moment the knife was already inserted into Tietou's chest.

The gun in the iron man's hand fell, and the man fell to the ground.

Just when everyone was scared, there was an iron-headed subordinate, but a vicious light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly picked up the gun and shot Yang Muwei with one shot.

Yang Muwei fell in response to the gunshot, but she didn't know where she was hit. And that person casually shot Yang Muwei's younger brother, who was already in a sluggish state.

"Ahh No! Brother! You return my brother! Just when everyone was relieved after the shooting, a sad cry suddenly appeared in their heads.

At this time, they seemed to see a shadow rise from Yang Muwei's corpse, and then flew towards them. Then their minds went blank and they didn't know anything.

Yang Muwei didn't expect that she was not dead, but when she saw her body lying on the ground, she realized that she was really dead and had become a ghost!

She immediately began to search, looking for any other ghosts! Especially when she walked up to her brother to see if he had become a ghost. Regardless, she couldn't find any other ghosts.

She is the only one who has turned into a ghost.

With no relatives and no enemies, the resentment in Yang Muwei's heart became stronger and stronger. And in the end, all the hatred was poured out on the person who changed her fate. That guy called Zhang Qiu! If it weren't for Zhang Qiu, she wouldn't have become like this! There is only one last obsession left in her heart, that is, she must find Zhang Qiu and settle accounts with him.