The undead toad sent Haicheng Ying back to a safe place to heal, and followed the clue to chase the wind leopard. He and the wind leopard belong to the same period of people, in terms of time, when he became famous, the wind leopard was at least a little kid, and he dared to do a black hand against him, this revenge cannot but be avenged.

In the blink of an eye, all the people in this place were evacuated, the people of the four major cities in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and the people of the three summits, adding up to more than 20,000, as Haicheng responded to an order, all disappeared into the night, leaving Guo Zifeng's body slowly cold, accompanied by Jin Feng and the mountain wind.

The three giants of the poor Three Summits are famous, and in such a dark night, the death is unknown.

Everyday bathhouse. It belongs to an altar in Dongcheng District, because of the low price and the business is booming. Today the door was open, but there was not a single guest to be seen, and a regular customer walked in a little strangely, and smelled a strange smell at the door. In order to kill the virus, the bathhouse will spray disinfectant all year round, and the people who come to bathe here are all men, and all kinds of smells are mixed together, which is sour and refreshing, and it is very strong. People who care about personal hygiene will never go here.

The smell that regular customers smell now is definitely different from what it used to be. Stepping through the door, the smell inside was even stronger, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something terrible was about to happen, and his pace slowed down. He came to the bathhouse every day, he was very familiar, he wouldn't get lost with his eyes closed, and when he stepped into the bathhouse, the whole person froze instantly, his face became pale for a moment, and he only felt his stomach churning, and he almost vomited out the overnight meal.

The mist in the bathhouse was steaming, and the water that had been kept at 60 degrees all year round was boiling, gurgling and bubbling, and dozens of corpses rose and fell with the boiling water, and the blood stained the water red, making the whole pool seem to be stained with rouge, and the steaming mist was also pink.

The corpse was half-cooked, and the smell of blood, sweat, sulfur, and soda mixed together, no wonder it smelled so strange.

"Murder—" The regular customer stumbled out of the bathhouse, screaming all the way, his face full of fear.

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Must earn mahjong parlor.

The name is very festive, but who earns it is up to the benevolent. In the past, the lively mahjong parlor is still lively tonight, but the sound of mahjong collision on weekdays has become the sound of knives entering the flesh, the most common watermelon knife, this moment turned into the sickle of death, a piece of knife light like snowflakes, each piece of knife light shines, accompanied by a wisp of blood, are accompanied by a harvest of life.

The people in the mahjong parlor absolutely couldn't believe that there were people who dared to move the intestines covered by the three summits, and they were all killed. The last man fell in a pool of blood, and the mahjong parlor fell silent.

The three men covered in blood silently threw away the watermelon knife that was already covered with collapses, turned to leave, and carefully observed, their steps were surprisingly consistent, and the distance of each step seemed to have been measured.

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Peter Pan, this nickname is obviously ironic for people who mix with the underworld. He originally accepted it gladly, he is only 21 years old this year, and he still has a pure land in his heart. The adoring and admiring eyes of the girls in the hair salon, the girls who washed and shuffled and the girls who soaked their feet fascinated him, and he enjoyed the feeling very much. Relying on the identity of Guo Zifeng's godson at the Three Summits, Peter Pan does some chivalrous and righteous things from time to time, everyone looks at Guo Zifeng's face, often as long as he comes forward, there is basically nothing that cannot be done, and all this has changed tonight

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Whew-whew-whew-

To be able to be called a flying man, even if with irony, at least proves that his speed is okay. Peter Pan has always been proud of this, but now, he finds that it is not enough, far from enough, and this speed is too slow. He had been on the run for half an hour, and the pursuit behind him had not stopped.

The air in his lungs seemed to be burning, and his legs were filled with lead, and they were not as heavy as his own. He always thought that he could run for four hours straight, which was his previous record, and never thought that under the desperate effort, he would almost be unable to hold on for only half an hour. But he had to persevere, because once he stopped, it was death.

A scream caught Peter Pan's attention, he didn't want to see it, after all, he himself was running for his life, how could he have the energy to meddle in things. Maybe it was a little chivalry in his heart, or maybe it was the curiosity of the young man, that made him turn his head and take a look in his busy schedule, and it was this glance that made him like falling into an ice cellar, and his legs running at high speed suddenly stopped, and the effect of inertia made him almost fly out, and he was in a hurry to re-stabilize his body, and his whole body was cold.

What did he see, he saw Yu Yong, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, who was smashed in the head by the old wolf's fist, and his brain was overflowing.

There are three deputy directors of the Public Security Bureau, and Cheng Yong belongs to the weak one, and he speaks less in the Public Security Bureau. However, this is only the case. Peter Pan is the core of the three summits, coupled with Guo Zifeng's identity as his godson, he knows more information than ordinary cores, and he vaguely understands that it is Cheng Yong who is covering the three summits, not Lu Kaiming, the director of the Public Security Bureau on the surface.

Yu Yong is Mayor Hai Chengying's absolute confidant. At this moment, he was killed, which is not crushed by a bombshell exploding, and the wind and waves will drown many people.

Peter Pan felt that this place could not stay, and ran wildly again, and his brain turned. The old wolf is just the boss of a hunter corps, there are quite a few of them, but after all, he has no base, he is rootless, why dare he do such a rebellious thing, doesn't he know Mayor Hai's methods? Before he could come up with an answer, he caught a glimpse of a group of people blocking the intersection in front of him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly braked.

"It's over!"

More than fifty people, staring at him viciously, in the dark night, their eyes shining red seemed to be about to eat people. These people exude a characteristic evil aura. Peter Pan knows that this is an aura produced after killing too many zombies, and only the Hunter Corps has it. Suddenly, he had a doubt, although he was a figure in the Central City, he knew in his heart that he was largely relying on Guo Zifeng's name, and in the eyes of people of the level of the old wolf, he was afraid that he would not come to power. A person who does not come to power, how can he mobilize the people?

"No, these people are not targeting me!" Peter Pan had just come to this conclusion when more than fifty people rushed over with a shout.

"Oops, it's dead." Peter Pan gritted his teeth and twitched two iron rods that were more than three feet long, one large and one small, the big one was 13.8 pounds and the light one was 5.6 pounds. Normal against the enemy, he uses a 5.6-pound iron rod, and only a 13.8-pound iron rod will be used when he encounters a powerful opponent.

The distance of dozens of meters came in a flash, Peter Pan's right hand was raised high, and when the power of the accumulated peak poured out, a figure that was extremely fast shot into the crowd, and the screams sounded like a tide, and the figure moved in the crowd like a ghost, more than fifty people, and none of them could touch his clothes, and every time he moved, there was one

Even two people flew out.

Bang!

A big man fell at his feet, a palm print on his chest, three inches deep, the big man's body twitched, blood couldn't stop spilling out of his mouth, and in less than three seconds, his legs stood up, and he didn't move at all.

Peter Pan looked up in shock, the battle was over, more than fifty people, either dead or wounded, all lying on the ground, there was only one person still standing on the field, that is, the mysterious person, at this time, he saw the face of this person clearly.

"Fan Shuai!"

Peter Pan never dreamed that the person who inadvertently saved his life turned out to be Fan Shuai, Fan Shuai is the boss of Nancheng, and he has a hostile relationship with the three summits in the central government.

"Fan Shuai, you dare!" The anger in the eyes of the old wolf, who came one step late, almost burned, and more than fifty elites died like this.

Fan Shuai coughed suddenly, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face instantly turned pale. Fan Shuai wiped it with his sleeve casually, looked at the old wolf, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, "You dare to drip in the muddy waters this time, you are really tired, it seems that the goshawk has given up on you." ”

The old wolf was shaken, and the goshawk had already made it clear that he was not allowed to enter the city, but he couldn't help it, but he was uneasy, so he just brought five hundred people, and the large army responded outside the city. Fan Shuai's words were like a knife tearing the place he wanted to cover, and in an instant, he felt a strong uneasiness.

With a clenched fist, he was going to kill Fan Shuai, Fan Shuai was already injured, this was the best time to kill him, and suddenly an extremely terrible crisis appeared from behind him, this crisis came so violently that he clearly smelled the smell of death, and with all his strength, his fists blasted out of his back.

Snort –

The tip of a knife pierced through the back and out of the chest, and in an instant, the old wolf felt like a punctured balloon, and his whole body strength flowed like a tide. This is almost impossible, even if his heart is crushed at his level, he can still hold on for a few seconds, or even a few minutes, and the advantage brought by this strength suddenly loses its effect.

"People are so decrepit that they dare to call old wolves...... cough......" The wind leopard coughed as he wiped the blood from the blade of the knife on the old wolf's clothes.

"Why?" The old wolf didn't even notice when the enemy who was supposed to be behind him appeared in the front, but he didn't have time to think about it, he just wanted to know, why did this person kill him, he didn't know this person at all.

"The second child said that when he met someone who dared to use 'wolf' as a nickname, he would kill them all...... Cough...... The second child doesn't know where to hide, but I saw it, and I can't assume that I didn't see it...... Cough...... This guy is really heavy, and the toad is too insidious, so he actually attacked ...... cough ......" The wind leopard kept coughing up blood, but his face was quite proud, and he didn't know what he was happy about.

The old wolf never dreamed that he would kill himself for this reason, in this world, there are more than 10 million people who use 'wolf' as a nickname, do he have to kill them one by one? As soon as his legs went limp, he fell, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't blink to death.

Fan Shuai squinted and stared at the wind leopard, the old wolf didn't know the wind leopard, but he did. The wind leopard is low-key, but in the four cities of the southeast, the northwest and the northwest, everyone knows each other, and it is useless to hide it deeply.

Feng Leopard didn't care about him, and walked up to Peter Pan with a smile: "Little Fei'er, now that your father is hanging, do you want to consider being my apprentice?" ”

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