The night was deep.

In a wilderness in St. Petersburg, there are many dark shadows lurking, and there is a bit of murder in the air.

"We've killed so many people, this time we can finally send him to the western sky!"

"Hmph, the best agent, codenamed Yama? I don't think that's the case, people always say that he is a man from hell, and this time, I will let him go to hell really and completely......"

In the dark, two blonde and blue-eyed foreigners were whispering in Chinese.

Beep!

As soon as the words fell, a cold light pierced the man's neck.

Without any struggle, he died instantly.

"Damn! You...... How did you get there so soon? Didn't the intelligence say that the enemy still had 5 minutes to reach the battlefield? The companion's face was full of shock, and he struggled and screamed in terror.

It was difficult to make out the figure in the dark night, but with such terrifying combat power, I am afraid that only Yama in this world can do it.

That vigorous figure, in this phantom night, the Buddha reappears in the world like a seraphic angel in the world of Western mythology, controlling punishment and punishing evil.

The young man was dressed in a black trench coat, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the momentum of not being angry and arrogant frightened the group of people in front of him.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out in the darkness.

Da! Da! Da!

Dense bullets fired at the young man.

Bullets like locusts.

However, the figure of the young man disappeared into thin air.

"What about people?"

"We can't be ghosts, right?"

"In my opinion, we're living hell!"

These guys are all members of the world's top mercenary groups, each with at least five lives on their hands, extremely vicious and cruel, trampling on lives for money.

Many countries have set them as the most wanted criminals, and many military and police have been sent to encircle and suppress them, but they have not been able to completely eliminate them.

This time, however, it was ......

"He's only one person, hold on, shoot me! There are so many of us, such dense firepower, even if it is a casual sweep, it can beat him into a sieve, I don't believe it, he can be more powerful than bullets? ”

A group of people chattered and cursed in E Chinese.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and such a night is no more suitable for slaughter.

The sound of dense bullets was rapidly weakening, and under the bright and lonely moonlight, a black shadow shuttled like a ghost, and the cold light of the dagger became so breathtaking under the moonlight.

In the middle of a lift, several well-known mercenaries fell to the ground and died.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and corpses were lying on their backs, a deathly loneliness everywhere.

"How...... How can it be? You...... How can you kill so many people in one person? And...... And only with the most ordinary dagger! ”

The scene of corpses strewn across the field, and only a young man in a suit was left, his whole body trembling, and his pupils were full of horror.

A group of twenty of them, they received intelligence information in advance, and designed a precision killing game here in advance, hiding and secreting, the purpose was to catch the legendary Yama off guard and send him directly to hell.

But who knows that now the situation has been completely turned upside down, and they are the ones who really go to hell.

"Use a dagger so that your filthy blood is not stained, but I prefer to kill people this way......"

As the words fell, the young man's head was twisted and there was a crisp click.

Poof!

The corpse fell to its knees and was killed with one blow.

The young man's face was cold, his eyes swept over the corpses indifferently, and he snorted contemptuously: "There are many people in the world who want to kill me, how old are you?" A bunch of guys who don't know what to call it! ”

……

Wu Chen was not in a hurry to leave.

Stand still and gaze at the night sky.

His mind was overshadowed by the thick and bloody aura of the night.

There are a few broken memories left in my mind.

It is estimated that no one can imagine that a supernatural phenomenon can happen in the body of a young person.

Yes, he was unexpectedly reborn, reborn in a super soldier king with the same name and surname as him.

Wu Chen looked around, the consciousness in his mind was completely merging with the memory of the owner of the original body.

From his memory, Wu Chen learned that this is Earth, a place called St. Petersburg, and it is now late at night on July 31, 2018.

"I was originally in hell, refining the fire of hell, and I was about to become the king of the Ten Palaces of Yama who controlled the cycle of life and death, immortal and immortal, but why was I reborn on the earth?"

Wu Chen couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't hide his anger, and his eyes were full of anger.

……

Wu Chen, a man from hell.

In his previous life, he practiced in hell, using ghost cultivation to create thousands of avenues.

Cultivate all the way, cut the scriptures and wash the marrow.

Experience the pain brought by various cultivations, pass five levels and kill six generals, and cross the catastrophe of life and death.

However, just when he almost completed his cultivation and controlled the rules of the cycle of life and death, he didn't want to be plotted by.

The reincarnation of life and death is never the final say of hell and ghost cultivation, but the high god who dominates everything.

For tens of thousands of years, no ghost cultivator has ever been able to break the laws of heaven set by God.

And he, Wu Chen, swore that if he was reincarnated as a human being, he would never be able to cover his eyes again on this day!

After returning from the rebirth of hell, Wu Chen made a vow to re-cultivate in the future, and he was bound to kill the nine heavens and enslave the heavenly immortals.

……

Drip! Drip!

A prompt tone of a mobile phone message interrupted Wu Chen's thoughts.

It was the sound of a cell phone coming from a corpse.

Wu Chen raised his eyebrows, picked up his mobile phone, and looked at the text message on it, the other party should be the leader who sent these mercenaries.

"Mission accomplished."

Wu Chen edited the text message in their language and sent it out.

After a while, the phone received a reply: "Very good, quickly bring people back, we changed the address, and now we are in the ......"

Wu Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, a ghostly smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he casually threw his phone aside and left towards the SMS address.

……

Early morning.

In the wilderness of St. Petersburg, as well as in a mansion less than five kilometers from the wilderness, there are many local police officers.

They were surveying the scene of the battle, and the forensic doctor shook his head and exclaimed from time to time.

"It's incredible, on the neck of each corpse, the knife marks are almost the same part, the same size, all of them are killed with one knife!"

The medical examiner was horrified.

"Yes, now we can almost conclude that these two cases were done by the same person, and the methods are clean and ......," the criminal investigator seconded, and at the same time was a little unbelievable: "These dead people are all some people who have committed the most heinous crimes, and it stands to reason that the murderer is not only innocent, but also a hero who eradicates evil, is there really a Seraphic Angel in this world?" ”

A commander on the side didn't believe it at all, and scolded: "Ridiculous, that's just a myth and legend, how can there be a god in reality?" ”

"But if this is not the work of God, then how do you explain that so many people were killed at about the same time? And there was no evidence of the crime such as fingerprints, and the murderer did not leave any traces. ”

"This ......"

The people present were silent for a moment, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"Isn't it God, it's the devil from hell?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone trembled even more and their faces changed abruptly.

At the same time, a young man changed his clothes, took all his memories with him, and was ready to go.

Under the sun, the resolute and handsome face, the perfect and slender figure, exudes the charm of a first-line male star, and the only thing that is bad is that the clothes on his body are a little shabby and simple, which looks out of place with everything around him.

PS: The new book has opened, friends who like it, please add it to the bookshelf for easy reading in the future!!