At night, the wind blew in the alley again, blowing everyone's eyes and dust, and tonight was destined to be sleepless.

Standing proudly in the middle, the dead corpses covered with blood and water around him sneered again: "Liu Changhua, run away, run away!" Do you feel the arrival of death? ”

Liu Changhua was so shocked that he almost cried...... Shout...... Yes, I almost wanted to cry and call my mother as my rival said.

Liu Changhua, who was scared, couldn't help himself at all, he never expected that the beast was so awesome, Nima, why are you kidding me, is this making a kung fu movie or writing a novel, more than a dozen people picked up a knife and stick that can kill people and was beaten by him like that! Can we still have fun......

The ghost called Kirk to see that his employer Liu Dashao was scared silly, and he was also resentful of him, Nima! You can't have a good time! It's just an ordinary person who has no power to deal with chickens, and this beast in front of him is a miscellaneous matter! Don't kill too fast!

Swallowed saliva. The ghost called Kirk and glared at Liu Changhua hatefully, deciding that he must settle accounts with him when he turned around. Of course. So many brothers died, corpses and blood paved the way, such heavy casualties, his heart was dripping with blood, Kirk couldn't be indifferent, gritted his teeth and waved his fingers heavily: "Kill!" ”

He roared like a wounded beast.

The remaining six old boys who had not lost their combat effectiveness refused to take another step, and the crazy blood of the original drag racing was extinguished by the brothers lying down.

Looking at himself coldly, he felt even more terrifying when he stood on the corpse, and he didn't even have the courage to hold a knife.

Someone tried to run, but he said coldly, whoever runs, who dies, is so frightened that his stiff body tensed his nerves and didn't dare to move anymore.

"Hurry up! Just go! When the ghost standing in the middle of these people called Kirk to see this scene, he couldn't help but jump in a rage, and roared with his knife.

Win the illness has a blank face, and he doesn't even bother to respond.

walked straight to Liu Changhua.

One-step.

Two steps.

Lifting

"You!! You stand still and hear not. The ghost screamed and Kirk's eyes split, and he roared like a wild beast, but he ignored it.

The distance of more than ten meters produces beauty, and he has a cold mouth with a malicious smile, a black shirt, a deep face, slender and beautiful fingers, and a blood-colored war knife dripping red with blood.

in the car.

After Zhao Yazhi had been adapting for a while, her attention was once again focused on Ying Zhiji, seeing that the scene was being accused by him, looking at his figure, and all the eyes occupied by him were his figure. By the light of the moon, there was even light and shadow. He only murmured stupidly, and finally said firmly: "This is my man!"

Another familiar experience brought to Zhao Yazhi by winning the illness made her feel an extremely strong sense of security, and this feeling may affect her in this life, a belief will always be in her heart, 'As long as he is by his side, she will not be hurt'!

But it's a pity that this sense of security will not appear in Liu Changhua, but will expand the fear infinitely, and the thick smell of blood will waft in the wind, making people feel sick.

The sound of footsteps step by step is like the melody of the devil, and the scythe of death is about to be swung!

Liu Changhua trembled like chaff: "Don't come here, I'll give you money, my family has a lot of money, I told you not to come over, ah!" ”

The unsettling footsteps of the frost were not affected by anyone.

Win the disease has held a knife, and said as he walked: "Are you afraid?" But by this time, it is too late! (To be continued......)

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