Cheng Jiang, a self-proclaimed killer, because he specializes in killing other people's hands.

Out of his penchant for collecting severed hands, he searched for a certain hiding target in the Fantasy Forest for more than two months, but not only did he not find it, but there were a lot of strange magicians in the forest where people should have disappeared.

The weirdest thing is that whenever Cheng Jiang kills someone's hand, that person will be immediately transported away by teleportation magic along with the severed hand.

This made him very depressed.

With a flick of the machete, Cheng Jiang decided to have less contact with these people and continued to look for the woman with very good-looking hands in concealment.

As soon as he let down his guard, a loud noise suddenly came from behind him.

Cheng Jiang slid sideways and pounced to the side, finally avoiding the vital point, but a large blood mark appeared on his back, which was shocking, and if he looked closely, he could also find that some black mist in the wound was destroying his cells.

"What!" Cheng Jiang landed on all fours, raised his head, stared at Lin Huang's hand tightly, and said something in his mouth.

Lin Huang glanced at Brother Ma a little and found that the postures of the two goods were similar.

Raising his legs, only to hear a muffled sound, Cheng Jiang flew out directly.

Before the man could hit the ground, a cloud of dirt suddenly made his face smudge.

The long-term combat experience of killing other people's hands made Cheng Jiang roll and stand up, the machete in his hand flashing with silver light.

"Ah, do you still have an ED light installed on this knife?" Lin Huang looked away, the knife was too bright.

"It's now!" Cheng Jiang suddenly slid out, and the blade rubbed towards Lin Huang's left wrist.

Lin Huang lightly raised his left hand, pulled up the scabbard, and blocked the menacing sword.

"Not at all." Lin Huang spit out a groan, and then turned sideways and knocked Cheng Jiang into a stumbling distance before pulling away.

Cheng Jiangyin said, "Become my collection." ”

"The word Ji doesn't have any special meaning, why do you line them up and read them out one by one, are you sick in the brain?" Lin Huang shook the sword in his hand lightly: "Speaking of collection, I'm going to snatch your ED flash knife." ”

Cheng Jiang felt that he would be suppressed because he was attacked by this shameless baby-faced, but such a shameless person actually had a pair of hands that were more beautiful than all his collections, if he could kill his hands, what would it be if he was stabbed?

Lin Huang felt that this person was a little difficult, so he took a step forward: "Hey, otherwise, let's have the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, and we can't use magic." ”

Cheng Jiang's eyes lit up, of course they didn't really light up, "Okay." ”

Compared with swordsmanship, Cheng Jiang thought that this guy with fine skin and tender meat was completely here to give him a hand.

Cheng Jiang had more light with the machete in his hand, and he dragged it and slashed with Lin Huang.

Immersed in the excitement of the handover of blades, Lin Huang's left hand suddenly slapped on him.

A huge force poured into Cheng Jiang's body, causing his internal organs to displace, "Magic! ”

Lin Huang couldn't help but say that he had made up another sword, but what he didn't know was that due to the displacement of his internal organs, he was only lonely.

"You used magic!" Cheng Jiang was furious, as a killer, he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than 100 years, and he has never seen such a brazen person.

Pulled out his sword and slapped the man to the ground, "Aha, I said that you can't use magic, and I didn't say that 'we' can't use magic, but you can really resist, the left lung should have a hole, why don't you even spray blood, and you are still so spirited." ”

And he hasn't been passed away yet, there must be some bug again.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Jiang sprayed blood.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

At this time, a girl who looked cowering walked not far away, "Okay?" ”

"Okay, but this person hasn't been passed away yet, I'm afraid of killing him, you can take it lightly, can you beat him until he is passed out?"

"What!?" Cheng Jiang's self-esteem as a killer could not be insulted by a little girl, and he immediately sat up indignantly, frightening Clea to take two steps back.

Then the back of his head hurt, and he was slapped down again.

"I'm doing this for your own good, and if you don't want to die, let people beat you." Lin Huang said that he was hard worked, and it was very uncomfortable not to be understood.

Cheng Jiang was angry, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

What Bird Logic?

My internal organs are all t Tangram and I have to be beaten?

Lao Tzu killed no less than 3,000 hands, and people died cleanly, when did he torture and kill others like this? Why did you end up like this?

Thinking of this, he squirted again.

As soon as Clea walked over, the hem of her skirt was stained with blood, so she couldn't let go of it, so she started the performance without hesitation.

As soon as he came up, Lin Huang heard a heart-palpitating scream, and after a little glance, he came to the conclusion that if the mage in charge of healing was not in place, this guy would not be able to create humans in the future.

"Brother Ma," Lin Huang patted the horse's back, "Rest for a while, and when this guy is passed away, we will go and purify the next filthy human being." ”

Brother Ma nodded and threw himself on the ground.

Since the beginning of the day, there have been screams outside the mountain, and they have continued to this day.

Su Yujing shrank inside the wall transformed by illusion and shivered.

was wiped out and escaped, but was found by a pervert in the streets, saying that she would kill her hand and put it in a can, so scared that she ran all the way from the country of eagles to this fantasy forest, but the psychotic chased her all the way and looked for her in this forest for more than a month.

And the man's camp was right next to the illusion wall she had set up.

Now that voice is there, it must be that psychotic who is tormenting some innocent person.

After struggling during the day until now, the screams have stopped, and she decides to kill him while she sleeps in her nervous illness to prevent more people from being killed.

"Okay, it seems that something is really wrong," Lin Huang looked at Cheng Jiang, who was half-dead on the ground: "You two should rest first." ”

Clea was so tired that she was sweating profusely, and after kicking Cheng Jiang angrily, she lay down on the grass.

This meal lasted seven or eight hours, and although Clea didn't hit it hard, she still beat it for so long, the skin of the guy on the ground was flattened, and there was no light curtain to send him away.

But you can't leave him here, in case the family lies here until the end of the game, wouldn't it be very troublesome to sue your family after recovering from your injury?