Chapter 390: Sucking Blood, Splitting Corpses! (1st Update)
At this time, Brother Ji and the old gangster also understood it.
It turned out that it wasn't their boss Brother Xiong who killed someone, but someone else came to the door!
It's just that there are only a few people on the other side, and there are forty or fifty people on the side of the Black Bear Gang. Why is it as pitiful and trembling as a chick?
And...... Why do these troublemakers still come with coffins?
"Brother Fu, it seems that we can't go to Brother Xiong today?"
The old thug asked cautiously.
As a result, Master Xiong gave him a slap: "Shhh Don't make a fuss, don't make a noise. β
Fu Yang told the two very seriously: "No matter what happens later, you two must not come out and run around." Just stay here! β
"Mmmm, we all listen to Brother Fu."
The two nodded like chickens pecking rice.
"Dead fat cat, these should be Pantheist guys, right?"
"Hmm...... Look at this silly middle two dress and momentum, it should be, right? is still carrying a coffin, pretending to be something! β
A man and a cat spit out a groove, closely watching the movement in the clearing in front of them.
Fu Yang was still thinking that he would ask Brother Xiong, the boss of the Black Bear Gang, about what orders Wei Wei had asked him to carry out, but he didn't dare to let the demons of the Pantheon Sect kill him......
At the same time, in the open space ahead.
Four or five black-robed men wearing hoods were staring at the crowd in front of them with cold and cruel eyes.
"Who of you here has a small wooden sign in pure black? Hand it over, or ...... I'll kill them one by one! β
A black-robed man at the forefront, speaking in a hoarse voice, like a crow in a grave at night.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the smell of rotting corpses.
The members of the Black Bear Gang, who were already afraid, all trembled and slowly retreated, pushing and shoving, very panicked.
"Master, we haven't seen what you said, really not!"
"Yes! All we want is money. Who's going to pay attention to any little black wooden sign......"
"Master, you just let us go."
These underground gangsters, who usually act as powerful as a fortune, are like poor chicks at this time, and even their voices are trembling.
He looked at a tall, strong middle-aged man with a black bear tattooed on half of his face in the middle of the crowd.
Obviously, that is the leader of the Black Bear Gang, Brother Xiong!
He said in a sullen voice: "You are so arrogant, you still kill people at every turn. Aren't you afraid of the police, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the law? β
When Fu Yang heard this, he felt ridiculous and wanted to laugh.
An organization whose own existence is illegal actually asks others if they are afraid of the police and the law?
Sure enough, the black-robed man with his back to them seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed wildly.
"The law? Sanction? Giggles, I'll show you what this sanction is! β
He suddenly stretched out a black club-like object in his handβa black human thigh bone! The top is smooth and moist, a bit like the texture of jade, and it is estimated that it should be an evil magic weapon.
Refining magic weapons from human bones?
Fu Yang was stunned.
Xiong Ye lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "That is a section of the thigh bone of a Dan Dao and a Daoist of one vein, which should be the peak realm of the Inner Dan One Vein and Three Jars of True Beings!" This kind of Taoist priest has bones as white as jade, and the bones can indeed be used to refine magic weapons. But this is an absolute evil law, and the use of this magic weapon must be a great traitor! β
Dan Dao is a vein, divided into inner Dan and outer Dan.
Wai Dan is a Taoist priest who alchemy in ancient times, using various secret methods to refine pills and improve various abilities.
Neidan cultivates oneself and cultivates one's body as an elixir. This kind of Inner Dan Taoist priest has a very strong body. The strength is extremely great, the speed is extremely fast, and when it reaches the realm of profoundness, the blood and veins all over the body are like rivers rolling, and the bones are as white as jade!
In fact, the Laoshan Taoist Wujian that Fu Yang once encountered was a Neidan Taoist, but his cultivation was not high because he was young......
But he said that the black-robed man stretched out the black human bone magic weapon in his hand, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"The next sacrifice is yours!"
Pointing at a frightened young gangster, he immediately seemed to be pinched tightly by an invisible hand, and then lifted it up directly!
Suspended in the air.
"Help, help, hoho ho ......"
The mournful creature had a low, pitiful cry for help in his throat, but it was of no use.
Go!
The black-robed man with the evil weapon of human bones pointed at the coffin next to him with the lid open, and the young thug flew towards it.
It hasn't landed in the coffin yet, it's just flying in the air.
Suddenly, the brush !!
A pair of black, thin, stiff hands suddenly stretched out from the coffin.
The nails of these hands were as black as ink and as sharp as knives. Flashing with a creepy glow. And the palm, dry, is simply skinny.
The cloth of the clothes on the arms is obviously similar to the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty!
The sad gang member fell down screaming in fear.
Poof!
A dull sound piercing flesh rang out.
He just landed on the two hands that were straight and outstretched, and he was directly pierced in the heart. It's like a meat skewer that was penetrated by the hand in the coffin!
"Ahh!!h
The terrible screams resounded throughout the abandoned old steel factory.
Then under the shocked gazes of Fu Yang and Xiong Ye, the body of this gang member who had been worn with "meat skewers" quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye......
It's as if all the blood in the body has been sucked dry!
Eventually, it shrunk to the size of a child about five or six years old.
The ghost hands in the coffin shook again, and they turned into dry pieces of human flesh, scattered in all directions.
Many of them fell into the trembling crowd on the other side. Frightened again, a terrible scream came one after another.
Fu Yang and Xiong Ye both gasped.
At the same time, Xiong Ye also heard a slight sound of water behind him......
"Grass! Didn't you two keep quiet? What's going on? β
The dead fat cat scolded and looked back.
I saw that the crotch of Brother Ji and the old gangster behind him was wet, and there was a large pool of yellow smelly liquid on the ground directly below.
It turned out that these two guys were actually scared when they saw the scene of the "ghost hand" sticking out of the coffin just now sucking blood and splitting people's corpses!
It's really scared to pee......
"Uh, the guts are really small!"
Xiong Ye complained, and he no longer criticized the two of them as ordinary people. (1st Update)