Chapter 162: If there is a grievance, there is a grievance, but if there is no grievance, you will die

Mi Wugu put away the treasure in his palm and followed the two women from a distance, and the small voices of the buildings on both sides were heard in his ears, and the light came through the windows of the residents, illuminating the road under his feet.

It's just that the more you go down the alley, the buildings on both sides stop in the middle of the road, and there are twisting walls on both sides, and a dim light that is dozens of steps away is getting darker and darker, making the already quiet alley become a little eerie.

Walking under the lamp, the shadow under the body slowly shortened, knotted and slowly stretched under the feet, the green moss in the corner of the wall died and lived, lived and died in the past years, and the sun and the moon also smeared laughter and sorrow on it, making the mottled wall covered with the wind and frost of the past.

The advertising paper in the east and west is new and old, but even if the paper is out of glue, it is still very tenacious.

At a casual glance, you can see that many places on the wall are full of patterns, mostly some ghost paintings, but there are also many exquisite pictures. It's a pity that there is always a smell of urine in the long alley, which is really difficult to appreciate.

Mi Wugu suddenly remembered the woman who hoped that a hero would save her-Ye Miaocen, why didn't you come to save me, it really hurt him.

Seeing that Lu was uneven and pulled out a knife to help, Mi Wugu believed that he would definitely do it at that point in time, but he was afraid that he would not be able to do it well.

Thinking too much, dealing with it afterwards is cumbersome and troublesome, doing everything by yourself, and doing more and more, the more it consumes people's patience. If you are not careful, a good thing may become a bad thing, not only will you not draw a knife to help, but you may also have to catch yourself.

The more I think about it, the more I will find that being a hero is not so good, but it is just a fresh move, pull out a knife, help each other, and immediately turn around and leave, it seems to be chic, but in the final analysis, I still don't care about the life and death of others.

"Why didn't you save me?!"

Ye Miaocen's roar seemed to suddenly echo in Mi Wugu's ears, rushing into his brain and into his heart.

Then the sentence began to shift, and the laughter continued.

"I can walk my way by myself, don't be pretentious and save you, but I really hope that there will be someone who can pull me at a certain time, maybe you won't see it good, but at least it won't be too bad. ”

Mi Wugu shook his head vigorously and began to walk briskly.

He smiled slightly, who said that doing a good deed should be arranged by others? Who stipulates that doing a good deed must be responsible to the end? I'm not a fucking good old man, there will always be times when things go wrong, since I want to think about it, do it, it's better to do it, why do you care so much!

Looking sideways at the old wall, and then looking at the potholed road, why not look like you, me and him, enduring the destruction and trampling of people, but as long as there is someone to help repair and clean it, it is not a new look?

Mi Wugu walked faster and faster, and his footsteps had already risen off the ground, catching up with the two of them in an instant.

The two women turned around at the same time, and saw that it was the "little jasper" just now, and their faces changed, and one of the women was even more busy asking her to leave quickly.

What is a good person? What is a bad person? What is a good person doing bad things? A bad person does a good thing? The two women in front of me have been perfectly interpreted.

Mi Wugu chuckled, "I'm very powerful, I can draw a knife to help you when I see injustice, but I still want to ask you, do you need me to be a hero to save the beauty?"

The two women didn't know whether they were too frightened to speak, or too shocked to know how to speak, but they just stared at her with wide eyes, with pity and sympathy.

Mi Wugu suddenly turned sideways and looked behind the two women in front of him, a group of people walked out of the light and shadow, and the voice came at the same time.

"I didn't do a single order today, I was still thinking about how to punish you, but I didn't expect it to be a surprise in the end, not bad. The voice came from the mouth of the man at the front, hoarse and very slow, like a burr pricking the throat, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The two women were shocked at the same time, and they were immediately shocked, and they all turned their heads to look at the man, but at the moment they turned around, there was a little joy in their expressions.

The attitude of the two of them naturally saw it in their eyes, but they still took a step forward and pulled the two behind them, "I said that I am very powerful, you two don't believe it, why are you so lacking in heart?"

......The man's laughter came again, as if he couldn't control the muscles in his throat, and his panting was very loud and short, and it was just as penetrating to hear. He led a group of people to walk non-stop, and walked directly in front of Mi Wugu, and when he saw that it was a petite woman, his voice became shorter and faster.

"Angry?" Mi Wugu suddenly pointed at him and laughed, and said, "If you are sick, treat it, don't come out like this to scare people, it's very dangerous." ”

The man's laughter slowly stopped, the speed of his speech was still not fast, and he said slowly: "The little girl's family is very dangerous, and it has nothing to do with whether you are powerful or not, but depends on what I do to you." ”

Mi Wugu nodded, and said seriously: "It's a reason, be kind to me, you can die happily today, if it's not good for me, then you will have to suffer some crimes." After a pause, he tilted his head and asked, "Is it the end of the conversation, or the end of the conversation?"

The man didn't speak, and a masked woman flashed out from behind him, dressed in black tights, holding a wide dagger in each hand, and as soon as her arms were closed, she cut directly towards the Heavenly Spirit Gai of Mi Wugu.

Mi Wugu's eyes flashed, and he looked at the masked woman thoroughly, practicing body level 2, practicing qi level 1, the foundation is also good, the double dagger crosses and cuts, the speed is fast and accurate, and the fight is a good hand.

On the blade, Mi Wugu didn't dare to be careless, but if you want to say that you are too careful, it won't be enough. His feet only moved slightly, and he didn't even bend his waist, and two white lights crossed in front of him, and then suddenly disappeared, and attacked again.

Mi Wugu smiled, moved his footsteps again, and his figure seemed to move instantly, directly pasting the masked woman, raising his palm, directly slapping her elbows, and then holding his chin all the way to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the masked woman volleyed upside down more than ten times, and the double dagger was thrown off and nailed into the ground, and when the person fell, she was caught by Mi Wugu with one hand, and then threw it lightly, and threw it in the corner.

The two women behind him were already frightened, and they couldn't see what was going on, but they only heard a "bang", and then they woke up suddenly, and when they turned their heads, they found that the usually powerful people who didn't want to do it passed out in the corner so quickly.

"I'll just say I'm very powerful, you don't believe it, you have to wait for a while to suffer and then cry and cry, why bother?" Mi Wugu turned his head and said, staring at the two women, and then faced the man again, and said, "Give you another chance, if you can't catch it, it'll be all up to me later, and you won't have a chance to speak." ”

The man was still silent, and this time it was a burly man who flashed out, also dressed in tights, the same double daggers, without speaking, just attacking and killing.

Mi Wugu felt that it was boring, obviously there was a master behind the crowd who was level 3 in both physical and qi training, but he still had to get one out to give away his head. Xian Ting walked to dodge the burly man's blow, and pushed him backwards with a backhand push, and then said softly: "If you dare to sneak attack, I will keep you to play slowly, if you don't dare to come out when I beat this person, then it's really no wonder I'm really sorry." ”

No one spoke, only the burly man continued to attack and kill, Mi Wugu dodged and hidden, pushed and pushed, and then grabbed the hand holding the double dagger, and said again: "The back is all for you, and you still don't do it?"

After saying that, I waited, but I still didn't see the man make a move, Mi Wugu ran the true yuan, and his body shook to the ground, as if his body was pressed with a thousand strengths, his feet stepped into the ground suddenly, and his arms suddenly strengthened, directly lifting the burly man high, and then slamming it down.

One punch.

Two punches.

All right in the head of the burly man.

Mi Wugu kicked him away, then turned sideways, slapped the bag with his right hand, and the "Tianji" straight knife was held in his hand.

This time, he didn't want to wait any longer, and he didn't bother to say any more, and he just went down to lie down the most powerful, and it wasn't what Lao Tzu said.

In the flicker of the figure, the straight knife came out of its sheath, and a cold light appeared, and then it passed through the crowd and attacked the man directly.

"Ding!"

It is the crisp crash of weapons, one side is a straight sword, and the other side is a long sword.

"Dingding......

The weapons began to collide continuously, but the sound did not become louder due to the increased force of both sides, but remained crisp and sound, maintaining the same volume.

A gust of wind rushed towards both sides of the alley with the two of them as the center, blowing everyone back again and again, but they couldn't open their eyes, and they raised their hands to block their eyes, and their hearts were shocked.

The sound suddenly stopped, the wind stopped suddenly, everyone squinted, but only one person was seen, it was the little girl who said she was very good, her eyes moved down, only to find that there was another lying on the ground, but it had been cut in two.

Mi Wugu shook the knife and said with a smile: "If you are wronged, you will die." ”

There were obviously many people standing in the narrow alley, but it was quieter and more terrifying than no one, and even the sound of everyone's breathing seemed to be deliberately hidden, not daring to disturb anything.

Mi Wugu turned his head, his gaze wandered, and looked at the man with the burrly throat, "Can we talk?"

"Yes. ”

"But I don't want to talk about it. ”

The man stiffened, but didn't answer.

Mi Wugu asked, "No injustice?"

The man was still smiling, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

The straight knife was thrown out of Mi Wugu's hand, penetrated the man's head, and continued to fly out with him, nailed diagonally to the wall.

"If you want to die, you will die, I still beg you to fail?" Mi Wugu's gaze began to wander again, sweeping over the crowd, and then repeated, "If you are wronged, you will die." ”

At first, the two women were stunned for a moment, and then they were inexplicably overjoyed, and they both ran to Mi Wugu, and seemed to have finally put their hearts at ease, and the two knelt on the ground, and suddenly cried and cried, intermittently telling their grievances.

Seeing that someone took the lead, many people suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and they rushed up, and it immediately became lively.

When the crowd is divided, the rest are not people who have no grievances? Some people see that the opportunity is not good, and they can't say their grievances, where do they dare to stay any longer, take advantage of the chaos, turn around and leave against the wind.

Mi Wugu waited for this moment, and with a flip of his left palm, a ball of bright white bubbles appeared, and the colorful lines in it rotated, it was nothing else, it was Ye Miaocen's secret method. The two fingers of his right hand pinched out a piece, like a dart throwing, and a little light flashed through the air, hitting the back of the fleeing man.

"Bang!"

I don't know if it's because Mi Wugu's cultivation time is too short, or if the practice is too smooth, it is obviously different from Ye Miaocen's spell casting effect, when the bubble explodes, there is no fire, and the sound is not a sudden explosion, but a dull low sound, a black light flashes suddenly, and then quickly disappears, but the ending of the escapees seems to have not changed except for being killed one by one.