The crow grabbed his mobile phone, handed it to the head of Tang, and said with a gloomy face: "Brother Tang, you see, I also received it on my mobile phone." Raising his head, he was surprised to find that the wounds on Captain Tang's body were healing rapidly. If you observe the whole process with a magnifying glass, you can see that the granulation is growing rapidly, the wound is scabbed and falling off, and the whole process takes only half a minute.

Tang Yulan glanced at it and knew that the two pieces of information were exactly the same.

"They finally can't take it anymore and want to show up early?" Tang Yulan muttered. Press the call back button with your finger to dial the number in the message.

"Toot ......"

There is a busy signal on the phone and it can't be connected.

Tang Yulan rubbed his chin, pondered, and walked towards the jeep with his head down. As soon as I took a step, an idea suddenly popped into my head. Suddenly, he stopped his feet and looked around at the spectators.

The crowd on the street was noisy and watching, watching from a distance, and some people were even taking pictures and posting on Weibo.

One aunt scratched her hair and said, "It can't be a gas canister explosion." ”

The unknown crowd shook their heads.

"Definitely not, how can a gas canister be so powerful?" A young man on the lookers said.

"What a noise!" Xie Sanbiao shouted at the crowd that the explosion in the Night King's Hall K was the most blatant provocation to the Flying Bird Regiment, and he was furious in his heart.

Tang Yulan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Collect the bones of the earth rat......" As he spoke, his heart slowly calmed down, and his heart beat slower and slower. But in my mind, one scene after another emerged, and it began to become clearer and clearer.

Robert. Lehman was relaxed on the surface, but his breathing seemed to be a little rapid, and the bloody scene made him feel nervous.

“…… After cremation, it is given to the family, and the pension cannot be less. ”

Tang Yulan opened his mouth to finish saying this sentence, this was just a subconscious transmission of instructions in his brain, and his whole spirit and thinking had already run to other places.

The first thing in his mind was that Xie Sanbiao was clenching his fists, his fingers were squeezing, and the wound on his waist was bleeding, the wound was very shallow, and it was fine.

As Tang Yulan's heart became more and more calm, this feeling became more and more acute.

The wind, as it passes through the branches and poles, changes shape. Some enter the lungs with the inhalation, and some collide and conflict with the exhalation.

The breathing of the people around them, some gentle, some rapid.

It's just that there are too many people at the scene, the surrounding environment is noisy, and the sound of horns resounds through the streets. It's not like the night, when it's silent, you can feel it so nuancedly.

Tang Yulan opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he saw that under a big tree twenty meters away, a little girl was hiding in her mother's arms and shivering, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

A wild dog was kicked by someone and limped to the corner to heal himself.

There was a little boy with his hands over his ears, and a lollipop fell out of his mouth.

Also, a gaze with a difference, cold and sharp! And his breath is even and very long.

Tang Yulan was about to finish a sentence in his mouth, when he turned his head suddenly, and saw the person, with a national character face, an ordinary appearance, wearing an inconspicuous gray casual clothes.

It took just five seconds from the beginning of the search to the finding of the man.

The man felt Tang Yulan's terrifying gaze, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and quickly shrank into the crowd.

Tang Yulan casually threw away the phone and pushed Robert away. Lehman, one step out, is ten meters away.

The phone spun in the air more than ten times and was inserted into Xie Sanbiao's jacket pocket. And Robert. Lehman staggered to his feet, leaned over, and fell right into the crow's arms.

"Hey! What are you pushing me for? "Robert. Lehman shouted, and then looked, the figure of Head Tang had already burrowed into the crowd.

Tang Yulan's mind was clear, from the beginning when the jeep crashed into the Night King's K hall, to the explosion of the earth rat's body in the back, everything was carried out during the man's surveillance. Suffice it to say, this man was behind the bombing.

At the critical moment when the matter was developing to the end, he sent a text message to all the members of the Flying Bird Regiment, as long as everyone went to the jeep, this man seized the opportunity and quietly left while everyone was diverting attention.

If he was facing ordinary people, this man would naturally not have to bother. The master who can be reborn is very keen in all aspects of perception, and he can detect it at the slightest disturbance.

He did do it very carefully, cautiously! Unexpectedly, it was discovered by Captain Tang.

"Ahh A fashionably dressed girl, just walked across the sidewalk, when she saw a flower in front of her, a figure running quickly, that speed, if you are willing to participate in the Olympics, you can definitely throw the long-distance running champion off eighteen streets.

The girl stroked her heart, frightened, and muttered, "Don't die, run so fast." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw another figure chasing after him quickly.

There were six or seven people walking in front of the street, all of them standing in different directions, and it was impossible to rush straight ahead.

But the figure was as fast as lightning, his left foot stepped on the hard stainless steel garbage can, leaving a deep concave footprint, and his body changed direction like lightning, bypassing a few people, and stepping on the wall of the "Milan Flower Shop" five steps in a row, and several customers who looked at the flowers felt a gust of wind blowing on their scalps. Looking left and right, I was dazed.

The girl felt that there was another flower in front of her, and before she could see the man's face clearly, the other party had already folded into the alley and disappeared.

After the man with the national character face folded into the alley, he kicked the wooden door, and in the splash of the wooden plank, others had already rushed in.

Tang Yulan followed closely and found that there was a restaurant behind the door, the metal basins and bowls in the restaurant were shattered, several chefs complained loudly, and saw Tang Yulan rushing in, angrily waving the meat chopping knife in his hand.

Suddenly, with a light hand, the meat chopper was gone.

"Dang!"

There was a loud bang, and the meat chopper was inserted into the metal door in front of it, and there was no handle of the knife.

The metal door kept opening and closing, and the kitchen was left in a mess, but the figures of the two men disappeared completely.

Several chefs looked at each other, and the two of them didn't even pull out their knives.

I heard the noise and the sound of tables and chairs stumbling in the lobby in front of me. The clearest is the woman's scream, which is an octave more than the treble, and sounds creepy.

Tang Yulan chased out of the hotel, held the stone lion that was more than three tons poured towards him, and said coldly: "Can you still run?" ”

On the road ten meters away, a man with a Chinese character face stood in the traffic, his eyebrows were condensed together, his cold eyes stared at Tang Yulan like a steel cone, and he said with a cruel smile: "It is worthy of being the head of Tang, chasing people is really like sticky gummy, no matter how you shake it off, you can't shake it off." However, if you come after me, aren't you afraid of any accidents? "The sound of the spooky sound sounds like a scary sound effect in a horror movie.

Several passers-by stopped to glance at the man with a Chinese face, and someone muttered in a low voice: "Neurotic, pretending to be a ghost is scary." ”

"Since you're so worried about the safety of the Night King's Hall K, why don't you go back with me." Tang Yulan's eyes tightened as he spoke. The strength of this person's appearance is far beyond that of the Tattoo Chief, even if he is not one of the Demon Kings, he should be a certain prison envoy. He had also come into contact with several ghosts, and both his body and momentum were inferior to the man in front of him.

"What Captain Tang said makes people feel like he's joking." The man with the national character face smiled and said, "Do you think that with my identity and strength, I can use it to come and control the explosion in person?" You're not afraid to turn the tiger away from the mountain? ”

"Even if you are transferred away from the mountain, it will be worth catching your big fish!" Tang Yulan was not bewitched by the other party, and when his words landed, he chased him out again.

The manly face of the national character stomped his foot, jumped over the guardrail, and ran to the other side of the road.

Ever since Tang Yulan imprisoned Liu Ming, he had been on guard against hell's revenge. After killing Huo Lie, he was even more vigilant in his heart.

It should be said that the attack on Hell was completely expected and prepared by Tang Yulan.

Even Liu Tainan, who was wearing a black lotus tattoo, was arranged to defend in secret. It can be said that at this time, the Night King K Hall is solid, and because of the sudden change, everyone is extremely vigilant in their hearts. At this time, it is even more stupid than a sow to attack.

The two chased and fled, one in front of the other, through the building, leaving behind the speeding cars on the street.

Along the way, Tang Yulan secretly paid attention and pondered:

If a man with a national character face really wants to escape, he should find a place with a dense flow of people and easy to hide.

If you want to lead yourself somewhere, you may deliberately slow down when you run away, or leave some clues to chase you after.

The man with the Chinese character face ran into a street less than three meters wide. On the street, there were four men with their heads bowed, already waiting there.

"Stop him!" The man with the national character face shouted and ran towards the long street.

The four men were tall and looked up with brilliant tattoos on their faces.

The tattoo is cumbersome and complex, and the color flow changes, which looks more exciting than the Sichuan opera face.

"I don't know what is alive or dead." Tang Yulan sneered and rushed over like a ghost.

A man in front of him saw a familiar face, which quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, followed by a pain in his throat and a "click" sound.

Tang Yulan slashed at the tattoo priest's throat with a blade, and kicked the tip of his left foot into the chest of another tattoo warrior.

"Poof!"

The ribs in the ribs of the chest were broken, blood was pouring out, and minced meat was splashing.

Tang Yulan's body fell gently, and there was already an extra cigarette in his hand at some point.

The two tattooers stared wide-eyed, their fists raised in mid-air, and their bodies were no longer strong.

Tang Yulan grabbed the cigarette in his mouth, stepped forward quickly, pressed the heads of the two tattooers with his palms, grabbed their heads, and slammed their heads into one place like knocking eggs.

The two tattooers were knocked into a retina detachment, had a deep concussion, and directly lost their ability to fight. was thrown aside like garbage by Tang Yulan.

"Poof! Boom! ”

Behind him, the two tattooers fell to the ground like dead pigs, and they were already dead of anger.

After lightning-fast finishing the four tattooers, he looked up and saw that the man with the Chinese character face was gone.