"Ahh

The big man screamed, waving his hands and feet in the air.

It's terrifying, and although he's good at kung fu, he's never played with a bird.

When he fell, Jiang Yan reached out and grabbed him and gently threw him to the ground.

After the test just now, he had an idea of the power of his explosion, and if I struck him hard, he thought, I might kill him.

In fact, even though he slammed it very lightly, the big man snorted, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Jiang Yan leaned over and dodged a beautiful but slow high whip kick, then he grabbed the big man's foot and neck and gently pulled it back.

With the blessing of the explosive force, the two-hundred-pound man was as light as a loaf of bread, Jiang Yan grabbed his feet and neck, and made a big circle around the top of his head, like throwing a rope from a horse.

So the big man turned into a humanoid weapon, and after a few heavy muffled sounds, the rest of the big men were all knocked away by the humanoid weapon, and the weapon itself passed out.

In this way, the seven big men were like a coin thrown into the sea, and they did not even make a splash.

He Dao's hands were trembling, and the scene in front of him was not at all logical.

It's not scientific! He roared in his heart, no one can be so powerful, he can throw a strong man of two hundred catties up five or six meters, and he can use them like a humanoid weapon!

Suddenly, he thought of some urban legend he had heard from his powerful father.

What kind of person is he? When He Dao thought of this, his heart jumped violently.

In this way, as soon as this thought came to mind, it immediately grew irrepressibly savagely.

"The person behind him, his hands and eyes are up to the sky, and his energy is endless," He Dao thought of what happened to him, "is it his master?" ”

Those people in urban legends also carry the ancient knowledge inheritance system of this country, using the identities of "master" and "apprentice".

Yes, if you weren't that kind of person, how could you be so powerful?

He Dao's heart was beating wildly, and fear grabbed him.

"He's actually a cultivator," he thought to himself, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, "Then how can I get revenge?" ”

Two powerful forces surged into He Dao's heart at the same time, and they were fighting fiercely.

One of them is fear, the other is a desire for revenge.

At this moment, seven big men lay on the ground and hummed, and the place seemed to have become a slaughterhouse.

"What the hell is going on here......" Jiang Yan stood in place, looking at the seven fat pigs on the ground, raised his hands again, and looked at him uneasily, "I seem to have become a superhuman ......."

Just like Ye Gong Haolong, many people fantasize that they have superpowers, but when this ability suddenly comes, they are overwhelmed and confused.

Speaking of which, he should be happy at the moment.

After all, he defeated seven strong men with his bare hands, and this record is really brilliant, and there are few people in the ages, which can be called the evil of ancient times.

At the same time, he also saved his life, thwarted He Dao's poisonous plan, and by the way, he made a big splash in front of Li Xiaoran.

This is a situation that many people have fantasized about and been inspired by!

However, Jiang Yan did not. On the contrary, he felt a heavy weight in his heart, as if he had pressed a big stone.

Why? He thought about it and immediately found the source.

It's because of Li Xiaoran, he thought, she lied to me.

The anger rose, and Jiang Yan felt that the real flame rose from his chest, using love as dry firewood, burning his internal organs with a sharp pain!

This anger had been suppressed before, suppressed by the shock of He Dao's appearance, and the fear of death.

"What the old uncle said is right," Jiang Yan thought of the old hunter's words, "the most poisonous woman's heart, what she said last night was all to lie to me, just to let me die!" ”

When this anger was blazing, he even ignored the existence of He Dao.

From last night to now, all kinds of dangers experienced along the way have surfaced in my heart one by one and become the fuel of this anger.

If half an hour ago, how happy he was, then at this moment he has the same anger and pain.

The rage ignited his eyes, and his pupils turned an eerie scarlet color again.

Li Xiaoran was still immersed in Jiang Yangu's evil momentum, and when she saw this scarlet and Jiang Yan's angry face, she was immediately taken aback.

"You ......" She glanced at Jiang Yan, and said in a trembling voice, "How did you become like this?" ”

She originally meant to ask Jiang Yan about the changes in her eyes, but Jiang Yan didn't know the changes in her eyes.

Therefore, to his ears, this sentence is undoubtedly an accusation and question.

"How did I get like this?" Laughing angrily, Jiang Yan sneered and glared at Li Xiaoran, "It's not all because of you?" ”

Yes, if I became a monster, he thought, it was because of her! Because look for that Epiphany!

"I'm sorry ......" Li Xiaoran said in a trembling voice, she felt scared, her scarlet eyes were too terrifying.

He was like a monster, she thought, I better stay away from him and never say a word to him again.

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, it immediately had a fierce conflict with the Euepiphany in his hand.

The Euepiphany released a rich fragrance, which reminded Li Xiaoran of what the man in the distance had paid for her.

Oh my God, tears are falling, I fell in love with a monster, Li Xiaoran thought to himself, his heart hurt like a knife, and he can't wait to eat me now.

"Sure enough," At this time, He Dao spoke, and his voice was trembling, "Are you those people......"

He looked at Jiang Yan's scarlet eyes, and the guess in his heart was confirmed.

"What did you say?" Jiang Yan's heart jumped, and his gaze turned to He Dao, "Who do you say I am?" What do those people mean? ”

"Pretending to be stupid," He Dao said, "You have been pretending to be stupid, and you still say that there is no one behind you ......"

His tone was very resentful, and his eyes seemed to have thousands of flying knives, about to break Jiang Yan's body into pieces.

However, he was very scared in his heart, because with those scarlet eyes, he really looked like a monster, he thought.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yan was keenly aware that the other party might know something, about this situation that happened to him at the moment, "Tell me, who those people are." ”

He walked towards him, wanting to understand.

For some reason, his anger at He Dao should have been surging like the Yangtze River, but in fact it was almost nothing.

He Dao took away his promotion opportunity and designed Li Xiaoran to lie to him, all of which made him painful, but he couldn't raise his anger against He Dao.

Perhaps, even he didn't realize that when he knew He Dao's identity and what had happened, he felt sorry for his mistake, and he felt sympathy for the cold and violent oppression He Dao suffered due to his disfigurement.

Because he grew up in an orphanage, he has a strong empathy for people who are oppressed by cold violence.

So at this moment, he really just wanted to ask for clarification, and he didn't have the idea of retaliating against him.

If he asked, he would give He Dao a warning and leave, as if nothing had happened.

However, in He Dao's eyes, everything is different.

He came, this monster, He Dao secretly thought, he would eat me alive, because I robbed him of his promotion, because I deliberately designed to hurt him.

He didn't think he was at fault, he just felt fear, as if a tiger was coming towards him, his calves were shaking, and his instinctive reaction kept him from moving.

The power of fear has prevailed for the time being, and if it continues, things may be better.

However, as Jiang Yan got closer and closer to him, that face gradually became clearer.

This face was something He Dao had often remembered for countless days and nights, and as long as he thought of it, he felt pain and hatred.

Now, as the faces became clearer and the unforgettable hatred became more unforgettable, they surged and immediately occupied He Dao's entire heart.

He got closer, He Dao thought to himself, this distance, he could hit the torso.

Let's give it a go, even if he's a youkai, I'm going to kill him, or I'll break down.

He reached out to his waist, took out a pistol, aimed it at Jiang Yan and pulled the trigger.

All this happened so quickly that Jiang Yan couldn't dodge at all, and his ability to see everything slowly didn't take effect.

"Bang!"

The pistol was not equipped with a depressor, the bullet shattered the air, and the sound of the shot was loud.

It was only at this time, when Jiang Yan realized the danger, that the speed of the bullet began to slow down.

However, at such a close distance, even if that ability took effect, he wouldn't have time to dodge.

At this moment, in his eyes, a brass-colored bullet rushed towards him at a relatively fast speed.

If the speed of movement of a strong man is that of a snail, then the speed of a bullet is that of a mosquito, much faster, but you can still catch it.

So Jiang Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to grab this bullet.

At this time, he was surprised to find that his movements could not keep up with his consciousness.

He wanted to quickly raise his hand to grab the bullet, but the truth was, he was slow.

So, halfway up his arm, and when his fingers were just open, the bullet had already crashed into his chest.

The intense pain numbed his nerves, and for a moment, the clear voice in his ears dimmed.

In the gloom, he heard two more gunshots.

"Bang."

"Bang."

He Dao fired two more shots, and at such a close distance, all the bullets did not enter Jiang Yan's chest.

The kinetic energy of the bullet was too great, as if it had been hit by an elephant, and Jiang Yan fell straight down.

"Ah, I'm dead." Jiang Yan was lying on the ground, and a thought flashed through his mind.

It doesn't matter if he dies, he thinks of Li Xiaoran's deception, and thinks that he has walked all the way like a fool, and if he dies, he will not be deceived, and he will not be in pain and anger.

No one is not afraid of death, but why do people commit suicide?

Because he was burdened with enormous, indissolvable pain, death was less terrible when he found that death could dissolve it.

Of course, no matter what, people should not end their precious lives, because there are so many more worthwhile things in the world.

"I was shot three times," Jiang Yan continued, "and the bullet hit me in the chest, and I guess I've been cut in two now." ”

"It's clean when I'm dead, at least I won't be deceived, and hopefully in the next life," he continued, "the world is kinder to me, and I'm less irritable." ”

"No, no," he remembered something, "Old Dean, Jiang Xingruo, Dafan Erhao Xiaofeng, they are still waiting for me in the orphanage!" God, if I die here, they must be very sad. ”

"It hurts, I'm going to die," he felt a little sad when he thought of the orphanage, but it couldn't help it, "but why is there a warm current swimming in my chest?" ”

Wait, I'm supposed to be dead, why am I still thinking about this?

Jiang Yan realized something, and then he moved his fingers and twisted his neck again.

He didn't feel anything unusual, as if everything in his body was still running, even the pain in his chest cavity was also dissolved by the warm current.

"I'm not going to be able to stand up, am I?" He thought, and then, he stood up, "Damn, I've been shot three times!" Right in the chest! Are you supposed to be an anti-Japanese hero? ”

When Jiang Yan fell, He Dao breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, it seems that he has not yet reached the point of urban legend, he thought to himself.

In the urban legends that my father occasionally mentioned, those people were really elusive, flying away, and almost omnipotent.

He blew out the muzzle of the green smoke and a cruel smile appeared on his face. I'm going to walk over and put two feet on his chest, he thought, and then he walked over.

"No!" It was only at this time that Li Xiaoran reacted, she stared blankly at Jiang Yan who fell to the ground, at the bloodstains on his chest, and then, she roared at He Dao, "What did you do, you madman!" ”

"Shut up!" He Dao pointed the muzzle of the gun at her, "Otherwise, I'll get you a shot too." ”

Li Xiaoran trembled, what should I do? She asked herself, call the police? Hit 120? Then she saw Jiang Yan stand up.

He actually stood up, Li Xiaoran thought, she felt that her entire worldview had collapsed, and her whole person was cracked.

Before that morning, she thought that no one could win seven strong men with his bare hands, and that if anyone was struck in the chest by three bullets, he would surely die.

Before Jiang Yan stood up, He Dao approached him, and he saw that Jiang Yan's fingers moved and his head twisted.

He Dao was really startled, but he was relieved immediately.

He still has a breath of air, that's all, can't turn over the big waves, he told himself.

He walked up to Jiang Yan and wanted to stretch out his foot and stomp on his chest, and happily scolded two cruel words that he had prepared for a long time.

He trembled with excitement, and his long-cherished wish for many years was fulfilled today.

Then Jiang Yan stood up, standing up straight like a zombie.

At this time, He Dao stretched out his foot, he wanted to step on Jiang Yan's chest, but Jiang Yan stood up, and this kick fell on the pole of his leg.

Jiang Yan looked down, and there was a bruise on the pole of his leg.

"You kicked too hard," Jiang Yan said, looking at He Dao, "kicked my legs blue." ”

"Wow......"

He Dao retreated again and again, this guy is really a monster, he didn't die after being shot three times, he thought.

He was a ruthless and resolute man, and the situation at this time did not allow him to think too much, so he went to draw his gun again.

I see how you can get a few shots.

But this time it was different, Jiang Yan couldn't let him shoot.