Chapt81 【Throwing Knife】

The crowd instantly fell into panic.

I'm afraid this isn't a promotion anymore.

By the time the bomb appeared in everyone's eyes, it had turned into a terrorist attack.

People turned on their phones one after another, either calling the police, shooting videos to post online, or telling friends and couples to leave the place as soon as possible.

For a while, the entire shopping plaza became a mess.

And on the huge electronic screen, the man with a stupid face began to speak.

"Fight fakes, it's all down, tile standing in the fold today, it's a taste......" Wang Doudou said a little slowly stumbling.

Because he was going to repeat it while listening to the man in the clown mask in the headset.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing.

Or rather, he knew that he was absolutely wrong to do so.

To do so, absolutely, is not in line with justice.

He came here to avenge Ah Xin.

He is for justice.

And now, what he is about to do is definitely not justice.

Wang Doudou, you can't move forward.

"Sue them, you are here for justice, you will not harm anyone, as long as your demands can be met." The clown mask's voice was steady, as if what he said was true.

He really doesn't hurt anyone.

"Tile ......"

Don't say it!!

Zeng Jingheng screamed in his heart, don't say it, I'll be here soon, hold on for a while, just for a while.

Zeng Jingheng's whole person turned into a bolt of lightning, and his muscles that had been tempered for thousands of years jumped rapidly, gathering into his legs.

His legs are as flexible as fireworks now.

He leapt up the stairs, and the lobby of the building was already in front of him.

But instantly.

Super fierce.

A terrifying breath swept past the back of Zeng Jingheng's neck.

Almost instantly, his whole body flipped over, and he quickly jumped from his original position to the other side, while looking at the source of the dangerous and terrifying qi with great vigilance.

In the dark skylight, a man wearing a clown mask slowly walked out.

While playing with a knife similar to a flying knife in his hand, he looked at Zeng Jingheng and said with a smile: "So urgent, in a hurry?" ”

Just now, it was the throwing knife aimed at the back of his neck.

Zeng Jingheng slowly moved his steps while judging the clown's ability.

That's right, just the moment when the back of his neck was locked.

He had already confirmed that this was the same kind.

Finally, did you catch a big fish?

"Looking at your expression, it looks like you have found a treasure?" The clown man continued to play with the throwing knife in his hand unhurriedly, with no intention of starting a war.

But Zeng Jingheng couldn't wait that long.

Because of the large electronic screen in the distance, Wang Doudou has already begun to say things that should not be said.

"Wa hopes that Wa's ball will be wide to be satisfied......"

What nonsense, bastard!

Zeng Jingheng's heart was in turmoil, and he was already close to Wang Doudou.

But he was stopped by this clown man.

To go.

Gotta get out of the way.

He tentatively took a step forward, and sure enough, the clown man was also quite jealous of himself, and immediately subconsciously retreated slightly.

At this moment, Zeng Jingheng immediately turned around and rushed towards the building.

But then, that dangerous qi reappeared, and his body told him that if he went any further, some part of his body would be severely damaged.

But......

He didn't, he didn't, he planned to move forward!

"Tear--" His whole body leaped forward with the reverse force of the lunge, and at the same time the fists of both hands violently tore through the air.

He was in the air, and the dark serpent on his back was surging out unscrupulously.

He wants to get rid of this guy in the way in the shortest possible time.

But that clown man is not an ordinary person, although he didn't expect Zeng Jingheng's counterattack to be so sharp and fast, but his speed can be called extremely fast.

Before Zeng Jingheng's furious offensive arrived.

He had done three backflips in a row, jumping and pushing onto a stone sculpture of a fountain.

Zeng Jingheng missed the blow, but he did not stop the offensive.

With the strength of the miss, the whole person cooperated with the dark snake behind him to click on the ground again and take off.

Like a pounced leopard, it pressed down on the clown man who had just retreated to the stone carving of the fountain.

He wasn't going to give him a chance.

With one hand, it is a fierce attack with no way out.

His darkness is already on full fire, and the Dark Serpent that fully supports him can do anything to the limit.

After so many violent slaughters before, I don't know that the tacit understanding between him and the Dark Serpent has been engraved in his bones.

So as long as he moves, the Dark Serpent will naturally assist him at the most suitable angle to complete the most beautiful blow.

"Bang-" The huge violent force instantly shattered the carved unstyled fountain stone carving, but once again let the clown man escape.

However, it still left a little memorial for him, and his left arm was pecked hard by the Dark Serpent at an extremely tricky angle.

"Tick-" His left arm began to bleed.

But fortunately, it's just the left arm.

The hand with which he plays with the knife is the right hand.

"It's a shame." Zeng Jingheng stood in the fountain that he had burst, and the sudden burst of spring water soaked his whole body.

And Wang Doudou on the huge screen in the distance had already finished his first speech.

"Watt hope, surprised to lose points."

Thankfully, I didn't say anything too excessive.

"You think you can catch up?" Although the clown man's left arm was injured, his voice still sounded smiling, "You gave me a greeting gift just now, and now it's my turn." ”

As he spoke, the throwing knife in his hand had already been struck.

The flying knife, when it was in his hand, was a threat, and when it flew out of his hand, it was another threat.

Zeng Jingheng thought that he had touched the bottom of this threat, but now he knew that he was wrong.

And that's very wrong.

The flying knife shot out quickly, and it didn't make sense.

Moreover, Zeng Jingheng used three evasion methods that Shen Yi taught him, but he still found that the flying knife was still aimed at his eyebrows.

No way.

In this case, I can only fight hard.

Instead of dodging, he pulled out his twin guns against the throwing knife.

"See if you can hide." Zeng Jingheng pulled the trigger.

And throwing knives.

Lost the sights.

Really.

"Bang bang bang-" In the fierce gunfire, the clown man could only dodge.

And as soon as he dodged, the flying knife that couldn't be dodged could only fly over Zeng Jingheng's body.

"Is your ability to control things with your mind?" Zeng Jingheng tilted his head, sniffing the smell of smoke and gunpowder coming from the large-caliber pistol.

Set off again.