"Why do I always think you're a little familiar......" Jiang Huai looked at Wang Yang, always feeling that he had seen this person somewhere.

"It doesn't matter, because you're going to die at my hands!" Wang Yang suddenly burst out, and rushed towards the man with a hideous face, like a human-shaped cannonball.

"So fast!" Jiang Huai's pupils shrank, and before he could react, Wang Yang had already come to him.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, JAC flew upside down and hit the wall, the dust was flying, and the wall behind it cracked.

"The strength is not bad!" Jiang Huai spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest, and stared at Wang Yang opposite.

Wang Yang didn't say a word, and he couldn't be merciful to these people at all, so he rushed over again and threw a punch violently.

However, this punch did not come to the touch of hitting the person, it was blocked in the air by a pair of pitch-black palms, Jiang Huai's eyes flashed with cold light, and he violently opened Wang Yang's fist and swept his leg down.

Wang Yang's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground, Jiang Huai immediately turned over and sat on him, grabbed Wang Yang's hands to the back, and jokingly said: "But the fighting skills are too poor!" ”

This time, Wang Yang finally met his opponent, and his simple tricks were instantly recognized by the other party.

"I really can't understand how you can make them helpless with your skills." Jiang Huai held down Wang Yang's hands tightly, and his hands kept increasing his strength: "It can only show that they are too weak, and it seems that they have to change partners." ”

Jiang Huai said to himself, Wang Yang didn't say a word, his mind was spinning quickly at this time, thinking about the various ways to break free at the moment, although that guy kept trying, but this didn't hurt him much, he was not an ordinary person's body.

"Little mouse, you lost......" Jiang Huai lowered his head and said close to Wang Yang's ear.

Here's your chance!

Wang Yang's eyes flashed, and he slammed into Jiang Huai, who was leaning on his ear, and his head hit his hair with a crisp sound, Jiang Huai's eyes suddenly flashed, and the strength in his hand suddenly loosened.

And how could Wang Yang let go of this opportunity, immediately broke free of his hand, turned over and rode on top of him, his face was hideous, and he choked his neck.

"Uh......"

Jiang Huai's face turned red, his eyes began to be bloodshot, and a feeling of dizziness hit, he tried to pull the gloves on his hands, and finally took off the gloves when his consciousness was about to collapse.

Suddenly, his whole face turned pale, and his whole body turned miserable white, and two hands covered with corpse spots grabbed Wang Yang's hands.

"What!?"

Wang Yang's pupils shrank, his hands were unconscious, and a cold and piercing feeling spread throughout his body, and the white guy under him looked like a terrible ghost at this moment.

He hurriedly let go of his hands, broke free of the miserable white hands, and retreated more than ten meters, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, staring at the person lying on the ground in the distance.

At this time, the major stood up stiffly, without any bending of his body, and looked at Wang Yang with a miserable white face and showed a weird smile: "Little mouse, I haven't been so embarrassed for a long time!" ”

"Those hands are not your ......" Wang Yang looked at his hands full of corpse spots, his face was solemn, and the skin on his body was completely different from the rest of his body.

"These cold thoughts are really a little uncomfortable......" Jiang Huai said to himself, his pale head shaking slightly.

Then he suddenly rushed towards Wang Yang, Wang Yang's face tightened, and he was a little afraid of his hands covered with corpse spots, and ran upstairs.

"Hide, little mouse!" Jiang Huai's voice echoed throughout the building, not like a living person.

Wang Yang didn't stop at this time, ran to the roof of the building in one breath, locked the door, it seems that he still underestimates these people too much, no wonder Lao Zheng has no way to take them, even if it is not a matter of rights, ordinary people have no way to take them.

At this time in Building No. 1, Xiuying and a man in black stood face to face, neither of them spoke, and it could be seen from Xiuying's solemn expression that the man in black opposite was obviously not an ordinary character.

The man in black was wearing a pair of sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes, but he was the first to move and rushed towards Xiuying, blood spilling from his pitch-black suit.

For the first time, such a solemn expression appeared on Xiuying's face, she bowed slightly, the sharp nails in her hands glowing coldly, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

In a few breaths, the man in black rushed to Xiuying with the yin wind, and his bloody hands pinched Xiuying's neck, Xiuying reacted very quickly, and suddenly lowered his head and pierced the body of the man in black with a pair of sharp claws.

But her pale face frowned, for the sensation coming from her nails was strange, as if she had been pierced in water.

At this moment, the bloody hands of the man in black grabbed Xiuying's neck, and there was no expression on his face

Feeling.

A look of pain flashed across Suyoung's face, and the bloody hands were embedded in her skin, swimming around her body, her long nails seemed to be stuck in the man's body, unable to move.

As the man's movements became bigger and bigger, Xiuying relented, broke her nails violently, broke free from the black-clothed man's control, and took a few steps back, her ten fingers were bloody and blurry.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then continued to rush towards her, Xiuying screamed, and long nails regrew on her bloody ten fingers, which were extremely sharp.

Swinging wildly at the man in black who rushed over, the clothes on the man in black were torn to the ground, and countless blood marks gushed out of his body.

Xiuying saw the man's true face clearly, there was a huge blood hole in his chest, and the blood in it shook slightly, flowing to the whole body, and the wounds where it flowed automatically healed.

It was clear that the blood was the source of the black-clad man's abilities.

At this time, Wang Yang, who was on the top of Building No. 3, stared at the iron door, and the footsteps in the corridor were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped behind the iron door.

"Poof—"

A crisp sound came, and a pair of miserable white hands covered with corpse spots penetrated through, and then with a loud bang, the hands directly opened the iron door, and Jiang Huai's miserable white face leaked out from behind the door: "I found you!" ”

Wang Yang held the horn key on his neck, no matter how good his physical fitness was in the face of supernatural power, he could still fight if he had a mountain axe, at least that thing had some restraint on all evils, but now he could only rely on this key.

"Obviously I succeeded once!" Wang Yang's face was sweating like rain, holding the horn key tightly, recalling the feeling he had when he was in Xudu.

And Jiang Huai, whose face was pale, was already about to come to him, but he deliberately slowed down, like a hunter playing with his prey, trying to find an expression of fear and despair on Wang Yang's face.

Wang Yang closed his eyes tightly, holding the key and recalling his feelings that day, and all the sounds around him disappeared.

"Hurry up!" He was anxious, but the key in his hand did not react at all, and it was cold and piercing.

Suddenly, the picture of that time flashed in his mind, and suddenly his mouth suddenly opened, and his eyes opened suddenly, and at this time, Jiang Huai's miserable white face was only a few centimeters away from him.