Li Yan didn't watch it, so he clicked on it casually.

The drum sounded in the Walkman, and the cymbals hummed crisply.

The rhythmic percussion was accompanied by the beat of the drums, and the group of corpses in front of me was getting closer and closer.

The man's voice was lowered, and he heard in a somewhat sharp and somewhat tactful voice.

"Boiled beans and burned beans~"

"Beans cry in the kettle~"

"This is born from the same root~"

"Why is he too anxious~"

Li Yan's calf was lowered, and he rushed into the group of corpses under black pressure with all his strength!

A windbreaker on his body and a ring dragon in his hand. Nothing else.

But it's enough to deal with these things.

The drum beat exploded, and the dumb male voice shouted:

"Grab a handful of dirt, rub a lot of it, you spit! Spit ~, I'll sprinkle two tears! ”

"Stir and mix, mix and mix, and make into a thin mud! Hoo! Hoo! ”

Voice, rough.

Style, weird.

It's a bit of an old poll, and there is a kind of laughter and scolding with a Beijing flavor.

And on Li Yan's chest, the chaos tattoo that was originally dumb has been revitalized!

The two oval golden judgments were thrown into the air by Li Yan, spinning and turning into two black ashigaru, both of which were 68% proficient in the sword.

Li Yan, who had lost the [Hook Star], felt like he had slashed into the mud every time he split his sword, and the movements that seemed to be incomparably smooth in the past made Li Yan feel extremely awkward.

But it's enough to deal with these things.

The tip of the sword peeks out of the back of the man in the suit. Charcoal-fired butter is usually chopped from the mouth to the chest.

Li Yan took advantage of the momentum of rushing in to lunge down his waist, twisted his left knee at ninety degrees to kick the ground, twisted his waist, and pulled out the ring dragon from the man's body, forming a large silver arc, black blood spilled out from the tip of the sword with a whirlwind, and the three corpses were broken from it, leaving a large vacancy around Li Yan.

Litou stabbed into the throat of a female living corpse with the old ring dragon swing, and the living corpse with blurred flesh and blood on the upper body was unconscious, and grabbed Li Yan's face with the sharp blade of the ring dragon sword. The tightened sound of a sharp blade cutting through the flesh made my stomach ache.

Li Yan only raised the hilt of the sword slightly, and the tip of the sword stabbed upwards through the jaw of the female living corpse and passed through the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The stinking black blood smashed to the ground, and behind Li Yan stood two gloomy black ashigaru, he was covered in blood, his eyes were indifferently staring at the corpses of about a hundred people in front of him, and the head of a living corpse was wearing a dragon sword in his hand, which was a little more terrifying than these dead things.

A fierce smell from the primeval spread from Li Yan, and the group of living corpses was in a dilemma for a while.

Hundred ghosts retreat, fierce.

The repressive effect did not work at all.

The irritable and sharp engine sound resounded late into the night, and Li Yan was also stunned.

The living corpses parted on either side, revealing a dilapidated white van in the middle.

About seventeen or eighteen stocky, brightly dressed living corpses pulled open the car door and streamed down.

These living corpses are holding shovels, sharp hoes, and crutches and meteors. He is short and stocky. The blood-red pupils were full of cruelty and ferocity, and the dilapidated van behind him had the words "Stop at any time" written in blue.

【Dark Night Law Enforcement Force】

Suppress all flesh and blood.

Suppression Effect: Attack speed is reduced by 50%, and the opponent's movement speed is reduced by 50% when fleeing

Thorn la la~

The sound of blood-stained black shovels dragging on the ground is stark in the dense drumbeats and bass sounds. But the middle-aged is singing on the head:

"Brother dei~"

"Brother dei~"

"Brother dei~"

"Brother dei~"

The sound of the drums on the white walkman next to his ear is still there, and the man is still singing.

Li Yan didn't stop it, because in the middle-aged man's oily and hearty voice, all the suppressive effects given by Yan Fu became ??? The wording!

The middle-aged man, no, Liang Ye coughed dryly twice, and spoke in a pretentious manner, as if he was imitating the speech of the leaders of the factory.

"This comrade is still good in nature."

At the front, the unruly short and sturdy evil man roared wildly, picked up the iron shovel stained with brains and blood and blasted towards Li Yan's shoulder!

"But! Because I am not strict enough with myself, I ...... This bourgeoisie, the ideology of decay ~ decline ~ ...... Always in the head...... plays a subtle role. ”

Li Yan stepped forward, and the dragon sword touched the wrist of the short and sturdy man, and the blade successfully pierced through. Without waiting for Li Yan to relax, an unstoppable violence spread to Li Yan's arm, his body was blunt, and the shovel that had removed a lot of strength slapped on his left ribs, so as to blast out Li Yan's mouthful of old blood!

Boy?!

"But, ah, we still want to, ah, unite him~"

Li Yan endured the blood and rolled and drew back the dragon sword.

"Help him~"

He flipped his hand one by one, and the tiger-headed spear pierced out like a white-gold meteor, smashing the evil man's head to pieces.

"Educate him~"

The corpse of the wicked man, whose head had been stabbed in the head by a furious gun, shook for a while and collapsed limply.

"Do you care about him~"

City...... Ahem, the night law enforcement forces roared and rushed up.

"We're friends, we're brothers, we're magnets!"

Amid the roar of the drums and bass, the song also reaches its climax.

"We're yellow!"

"We're big!"

"We are long!"

"We're black!"

"You pull me, I'll help you~"

"If you fool me, I'll fight you to the death~"

Blood-stained iron hoes, ferocious muscles, blue-painted "stop at any time", retro Han swords, cold eyes, and starry lights that flicker and flicker......

The scorched yellow faces in the sky were distorted, and this eerie, weird and distorted midnight was completely ignited by the throat of the decadent middle-aged.

Two black ashigaru samurai drowned in the midst of the villains, and Li Yan's tiger head swallowed the blade with a flash of light, and the shovel and sharp hoe that hit the spear head were smashed to pieces.

Gun fangs.

There are also wicked men who throw out the iron hammers in their hands, and even red bricks. It's just that before it hit Li Yan, it shattered along with a few pieces of platinum armor that appeared out of thin air around the barrel of the gun.

Rigid body.

The kick drum and tom drum are four short and one long, and they are struck short and powerfully.

Li Yan shook the barrel of the gun and forced back many living corpses, and followed up with a goose under his feet, pressing his wrist and dancing the spear. In an instant, the tiger swallowed the blade and danced wildly! Licking off a large area of flesh and blood from the bodies of many evil men one after another. There are even two villains who pierce their legs!

The cymbals and triangles buzzed together, and the villain slammed headfirst into the ground, smashing all over his face.

Step on~

The head of the spear smashed on the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, Li Yan ignored the pain all over his body, grabbed the ring dragon from the imprint space, and rushed towards several evil men carrying broken copper and iron.

An evil man with a big brimmed hat opened his hands and grabbed Li Yan's ring dragon, and several of his fingers were cut off, but he blocked all of Li Yan's sword paths!

"Brother Dei!"

Liang Ye shouted.

Li Yan let go of the hilt of his sword whimsically. The body squatted and swooped and rolled, the bottom of the gossip palm leaf wore flowers and changed tricks to poke the mandarin duck buckle in the foot, kicked the crotch of the villain's pants, kicked between its legs with strength, and paddled the blood puddle on the ground with his back backwards, grabbed the free-falling sword hilt with his palm, and turned over with his left hand, and the sword light swung into a piece.

"Companion brother dei!" The drum beat is high.

Sword fighting motherframe! The night fires are on fire!

Li Yan's eyes were full of flesh and blood, and he stood up lightly, and there were two evil men in front of him, tearing the thighs and arms of the black ashigaru samurai in their hands until the two samurai were no longer human.

The three of them stood in a T-shape, speechless for a moment.

The drum beat in the Walkman slowly lowered down, and the cowbell rang, just like a giant striding forward, and the drum beat was surging again!

Li Yan took a deep breath, and the two evil men rushed in unison.

The man in the Walkman snorted.

"Magnet~"

……

Round beads of blood dripped down.

Li Yan was half-kneeling, and there were stumps and broken bones all over his body. He wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up, unable to hide the fatigue all over his body.

But around, there was not a single living corpse still standing.

And the repressive church in front of him has become a piece of [????? ].

The Walkman rustled.

"Well, brother, what do you think. How well do I sing? ”