"My benefactor actually robbed the money that should have belonged to me??" "Yes, that's right, they took away what should have belonged to you, and those are yours, and they were taken away by these rich people." The voice continued to bewitch.

inciting Wang An's hatred of the rich, exacerbating the balance of his inner imbalance, and secretly continuing to affect his thinking, making him unable to continue to think normally, making his thinking biased in a strange direction.

At this moment, a discordant voice came, interrupting Wang An's thinking, "Why are you kid standing in the middle of the road, blocking the uncle's way!" "A yellow-haired thug with a pair of black beach pants and a cross-legged dragon tattooed on his leg.

The upper body is dressed casually, with his arms exposed, perhaps to show his insignificant strength, his ears are pierced, his hair is dyed yellow, his tone is not very kind, he seems to be blocked in the middle of the road, and he is in a bad mood.

Wang An looked at Xiao Huangmao, his pupils contracted, and the buzzing voice in his ears echoed, "That person's mouth keeps moving, what is he talking about?" I can't hear anything clearly. The voice continued to echo in the mind, amplifying, interfering with the flow of thoughts.

"What are you looking at??" Huang Mao saw Wang An looking at him, and asked with bad intentions, his tone was full of provocation, in line with the idea that more is better than less, the pedestrians around him scattered even more, leaving a large space for the two of them.

Looking at it from time to time, the yellow-haired gangsters and their group looked looking for trouble, and there were a lot of people watching the excitement, but no one dared to come forward to help Wang Anming.

can't help but sigh, Gao Wei and the others sat quite far away, but they saw the crowd gathering from a distance, they didn't know what was going on, he didn't care very much, Gao Wei was not a Pacific police, and he was not so wide.

If something happens, there will naturally be a police uncle in charge, not the player.

"What are you looking at?" Rushing forward, Huang Mao asked provocatively with the strength of the crowd, not caring about the eyes of the crowd at all, as a professional gangster in this area, he likes this kind of behavior of harassing others on the "turf".

If you ask him what is the fun, maybe he doesn't know it himself, but he is just used to doing it, and from time to time there are shouts from the crowd, playful and laughing, "Fight, why don't you fight?" ”

"That young man in society, can you do something? Worthy of your profession! Someone said, with a smile on the corner of his face, which made people feel vulgar.

What's more, I took out my mobile phone and started recording, people's nature is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and some people have become indifferent.

At the same time, people also don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, and they don't have a fire at home, but they like to watch the flames rise, and even fill the flames with firewood, just to satisfy their own low-level tastes.

Gao Wei listened to all this, silently picked up a bunch of mutton, and ate it, but his legs kept shaking, as if he wanted to do something.

Seeing that no one stopped him, and some people wanted to continue watching, Huang Mao had a kind of grandstanding entertainment mentality, only to see him walk forward with a big grin, stretch out his fingers, and his fingertips almost poked Wang An's nose.

"I'm asking you! What the hell are you looking at? The spit stars splashed everywhere, spraying straight on Wang An's face and clothes, he didn't react to this, in his heart, Wang An was still entangled, and the values formed in more than ten years.

The same voice as the mystery in my mind was in conflict and confrontation, "I can't hurt my benefactor, her money is also earned by herself, and what she earns through labor is what she deserves." ”

The voice of the mystery is instilling another set of diametrically opposed theories, "The reason why people like us live at the bottom of society is because these guys who are lucky enough to get to the top and steal the wealth that belongs to us, they are moths." ”

The fierce voice, amplified and echoed in his head, took up all of his hearing, "He is still talking?" What exactly is he talking about? I can't hear you! The yellow-haired scolding words were full of humming noises in his ears.

Wang Anming's mood began to be upset, "He's so noisy, so annoying!" I was thinking that he didn't know anything! The inner thought went towards the darkness, "Then shut him up!" The voice of the mystery roared excitedly, and he had become the only voice that Wang Anming could hear clearly in his mind.

Consciousness was blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, on the night market street under the neon lights, Wang An stood in the middle of the road, the crimson eyeball in his left eye rotated wildly, showing a strange chaos, there were no rules at all, Huang Mao's words, Wang An did not respond.

"Smack." A crisp sound broke out in the air, and then Huang Mao flew out upside down, lying on the ground, unconscious, "Ding Ding Ding", several crackles on something hit by an unknown object in a row.

Resounding under the clear night sky, everyone around stopped what they were doing, the diners stopped enjoying the food, the restaurant stopped cooking, and everyone looked at the place where Wang Anming was.

The thug felt that his ears were roaring, his brain was confused, and his blood was full, as if someone was doing a water and land dojo, his cheeks were painful, and he was swollen high, as if he was hanging from a huge iron block, and no matter how hard he tried on his neck, he couldn't lift his head.

The crowd of onlookers watched as Xiao Huang Mao lay on the ground, crimson blood stained the soil of the green belt, his head twisted in a strange direction, his neck twisted, his teeth missing, his body temperature continued to drop, and his vertebrae were broken and stabbed out of his body.

The face was swollen and high, like a twisted pig's head, "What a strong smell of blood." "The high risk can feel that the Blood Fighting Technique has gained a new controllable resource, which means that a large amount of blood has appeared.

Next to him, the uncle who was making fried pho at the food stall looked at the place where the sound came from, it was the iron pot he was holding in his hand, there was some burnt pho in the iron pot, and three broken teeth were lying in the center of the charred pho, which was very conspicuous.

How much force is it to use your teeth to pop out the three-point white mark of the iron pot? And part of the surface iron sheet has been scraped off, and the uncle doesn't know it, fear and shock appear on his face at the same time.

"Ah, murder!!" I don't know who shouted this, and all the onlookers scattered in all directions, like the tide receding, and quickly dispersed, leaving behind a few thugs sitting on the ground in fear, and they looked at the corpses of their dead comrades in horror.

Their teeth chattered, their bodies trembled, and the timid were already frightened into incontinence, and the conscientious diners saw this, dropped a few bills, and then left quickly.

The other part chose to run away, as if joining a carnival, got a valid reason not to pay, and found an excuse of force majeure to convince themselves and reduce the guilt in their hearts.

The scene becomes very eerie, in the middle of the road is a warm corpse with a twisted dead face, a few thugs who can't move out of fear, a "person" who seems to have killed someone, surrounded by overturned, messy tables, chairs, and food.

A man looked at his palm, smiling strangely, his left eye was a crimson eyeball, spinning wildly, making the man show unimaginable madness, suddenly, Wang An looked in the direction where Jiang Shiyi was, and the four of them looked at each other.

That gaze looked straight at Jiang Shiyi, yes, she could be sure that she was not looking at others, she was looking at herself, very precisely, Jiang Shiyi subconsciously touched the camouflage mask on her face, and made sure that she had brought it.

Immediately afterwards, she looked at Wang An again, and her eyes met again, which made her feel a little flustered in her heart, "Gao Wei, he seems to be looking at me, no, he is looking at me!" She said horrified.

Something surprising happened, the effect of the camouflage mask would be invalid, Gao Wei's expression suddenly became solemn, he looked in the direction of Wang An, and secretly thought in his heart: "It's not good, I didn't bring the equipment out this time." ”

"The only thing that can be around is the Crimson Ring and the Super Light Wave Energy Blade, but fortunately I brought the Wave Energy Blade out." Otherwise, today's events may really be hanging, and I looked around.

Gao Wei found that people had already fled in all directions, or watched from a distance, and those who still dared to sit in place were the only ones left at the player's table and the table next door, and the people at both tables seemed to be at ease and didn't care about all this.

After a short assessment of his own combat power, Gao Wei thinks that it should not be a problem to deal with the current scene, although the armor is a little shortage, but if the opponent is directly killed, what problems will exist?

In the hand under the desktop, he took out his mobile phone, and quietly dialed the emergency number that contacted the commander-in-chief, and after connecting, Gao Wei did not speak, but secretly pressed 111, indicating that he had encountered an emergency and applied for support.

Lang Daojun, who was still in the aftermath of the Zhang family's house, had a bad premonition in his heart when he saw that it was a high-risk call, and sure enough, when he saw the emergency code of 111, the whole person fell into a bad state.

"What the hell, what the hell, what's the situation, why is it so unpeaceful today?" How could he encounter something difficult to deal with again, and what happened, this guy is the reincarnation of a Grim Reaper schoolboy?

is similar to the commander-in-chief's thoughts, Gao Wei is also thinking about the direction of things, today is really not right, first Zhang Qing was killed and killed, and now he has encountered such a thing, the power shown by that person is obviously inhuman power.

It's unheard of to slap someone to death, and that person is not a player, how can he have such superhuman power? While he was thinking, Jiang Shiyi was also watching, she narrowed her eyes, and finally saw the man's face clearly.

"Oh my God, it's that robber, why is he here, shouldn't he be in the hospital, paying his wife for treatment?" She exclaimed, a little confused.