Tang Shengxian, who had adjusted to his best condition, was very energetic at the moment, although it was one o'clock in the morning, and Tang Shengxian, who was fully armed, had already jumped from the window of his room. The other party didn't move, but Tang Shengxian felt that it was necessary for him to go to Yangxin Temple to ambush first.

Avoiding the large and small cameras on the street, Tang Shengxian came to this temple again, and the low Buddha wall only needed to be climbed over in one body, and it landed lightly like Garfield, and Tang Shengxian did not make a sound.

Dive in, succeed.

Only the plugged-in lanterns in the temple were still releasing light, and the rest of the temple was pitch black, basically all wooden structures, maybe it would be easier to make a fire, but Tang Shengxian felt that it was better to take action against the target alone.

Passing through the main hall from the side, Tang Shengxian came to the wing room at the back, and the target was in the third room, not moving, not knowing whether it was a real sleep or a fake sleep. But Tang Shengxian has already integrated his whole body into the shadow of the rockery, and at this moment it is lurking, and with the help of high technology, Tang Shengxian is perfectly hidden.

The time was neither long nor short, and if there was no movement at four o'clock, Tang Shengxian was ready to withdraw. Three hours, a normal incubation time for a good hunter.

Using Shunlai's laptop to surf the Internet, Tang Shengxian searched for what had happened in the surrounding area recently, and it seemed that a lot of plasters had died, although their country allowed the existence of the Black Society, but the common people still didn't like these "moths".

Although they do not loot the people's fat and cream on the surface, they do countless bad things behind the scenes, such as usury, violence, pornography and the most lucrative drug industry. These Tang Shengxian also have a certain understanding that because smuggling and carrying drugs in the country of plaster will not be punished by death, the problem of drug smuggling is becoming more and more serious, and there are not a few young people who have fallen for this.

So in connection with the death of these black and astringent societies, Tang Shengxian had some thoughts in his heart, maybe this monk is still an "angry youth", no, the angry youth will not dare to do it, and this monk is very suspicious and has killed many people.

Monks can kill, it seems that he is still a hard character, but he likes it the most. In addition, it seems that he is now being positioned as a black club, even if he doesn't admit it, things are getting more and more interesting.

Half an hour passed, Tang Shengxian was still staring at the red dot in his mind, and suddenly the red dot began to move, but the scope of activity was limited to this side room.

Finally ready to do it? Tang Shengxian moved his hands and feet in the smallest amount, after this monk came out, Tang Shengxian had to follow closely, maybe he could solve him if he had the opportunity today, but whether to do it or not depends on the specific situation to make a judgment.

Just when Tang Shengxian had prepared everything and was waiting for the monk to come out, the red dot suddenly disappeared from his mind.

What's going on? Is the system broken? Impossible!

"Guan ......" When Tang Shengxian just wanted to ask the housekeeper if this was the case, the scale of the map was reduced. The red dot reappeared, but it was already ten kilometers away.

Is this monk's ability to teleport? It is very likely, giving up the disguise, Tang Shengxian hurriedly chased after it, ten kilometers at once, it seems that only by flying a plane can he catch up,

Shang Ming's body walked out of the void at once, yes, his ability is teleportation, when he first found it, he was still sleeping in a daze, so abruptly from the wing room to the temple hall, lying on the floor in pajamas. When he came to his senses, he was quite surprised, and thought that someone was joking with him, but when he returned to his bed with a thought, he accepted the reality, and he had the ability to teleport.

After slowly experiencing and becoming familiar with this ability, Shang Ming also had a thought, he is no longer the same as before, he can do more things, although he doesn't like his current identity, but under the cover of this identity, he can do more things.

When he first sent a dagger into the chest of a lone black astringent like a god, he became obsessed with that feeling, to be a killer who doesn't want to be paid, to be a human scavenger, and to be a superhero in the dark.

Every Saturday night is the most drunken moment, and this moment is also quite refreshing for Shang Ming, because this is his time, his killingtime.

The distance from the target is ten kilometers and ten kilometers, and his ability to teleport ten kilometers at most one time, but there is no limit to the number of times.

"A'ni'ki (big brother), did you say that person would come this time?"

"Yaga, what do you say? Will it be useless for me to waste so much effort to spread the fake news? ”

"It's still a big brother."

"I don't know where the bastard came from, even the people of our new village group dare to kill."

"Big brother, a lot of people from other gangs have also died. Some of them were killed by a dozen people. ”

"You said, so this time we ambushed thirty-six brothers and brought twenty guns, has he been able to dodge so many bullets?"

"Yes, yes."

Wada Yongji is a cadre of the new village group, he is in charge of violence, some time ago, a lot of people died under his hands, under the pressure of the team leader, Yongji is also trying to find a way, through the investigation, he also knows that the other party is only one person, and the time to do it is every Saturday night. The target is the "arrogant" black club.,But it seems that the less arrogant ones have also been killed.。

Today's bureau is designed specifically for this mysterious man. The gangsters demanded his death. But they don't seem to understand that they are not facing ordinary people. This one is a bit melancholy.

Shang Ming is leaving Kyoto, he is going to the next city - Daban, the Chinese often say that rabbits do not eat the grass next to the nest, it is still very reasonable, with the help of superpowers he can go wherever he wants, so it doesn't matter if he turns the world upside down in Daban.

The Daoxiang Society and the Shinchon Group, which have been circulating among the common people recently, will discuss the division of forces at the Ajack Bar this Saturday. This news was only passed on in the Daban area, after all, these two were local gangs, but Shang Ming still knew the news.

Guns, he also has this kind of thing, especially from these senior members of the Black Society, they also thoughtfully installed a silencer for it, so that Shang Ming's "cleanup" efficiency is higher, after all, monks can't buy guns.

This time he brought two silenced pistols and four additional magazines. The model of the gun is Glock, Shang Ming didn't know how to use it at first, and almost collapsed himself, but under the guidance of the video tutorial, he shot the first person, and after that, it was much easier.

All he needs to do is suddenly appear in front of people and give them a shot, and no one can reflect under the teleportation plug-in.

THE DISTANCE OF MORE THAN 300 KILOMETERS MADE HIM INSTANTANEOUS THIRTY-FOUR TIMES, AND IT TOOK TEN MINUTES, IF HE HADN'T TAKEN OUT THE JIAN40 IN TIME, TANG SHENGXIAN WAS AFRAID THAT HE WOULD HAVE LOST IT LONG AGO, WHICH WAS FASTER THAN A FIGHTER JET. Teleporting five times can escape Tang Shengxian's detection range. Seeing that the other party stopped, Tang Shengxian also slowly landed not far away. didn't let the plane go off, in case he ran away, Tang Shengxian could still keep up.

He wanted to see what this little monk wanted to do.

Ajack's Bar is still quite famous in the underground world, Shang Ming has heard of it, but in his heart he disdains it, it's just a big rat's nest. He can clean it up alone.

In the middle of summer, a man with a cap and a mask walked over slowly, letting the rain hit him, how wrong he looked.

Indeed, Shang Ming, who has superpowers, does not need to be careful, and it is better to teleport directly if there is danger.

It's a little different from before, this bar doesn't have a janitor, if not, there won't be it, and he's ready to walk into this bar. But when his feet just stepped up the first step:

"Bang la la~~" More than thirty people rushed out of the shadows and wrapped around the door of the bar.

In the telescope, Tang Shengxian saw all this clearly, and he also wanted to see what kind of effect would occur when teleportation met ordinary humans.

"Is that what you've been killing?"

…………

Shang Ming never said anything about these, he just pulled out the two pistols from his waist, and at this moment, the muzzle of his guns drooped.

"Click~Boom~" The guns in the hands of the people around him tightened.

"Put the gun down." As soon as Yongji finished speaking, the other party disappeared, what? Before the brain could react, a gust of wind blew from behind,

"Poof~~" This small cadre of the new village group will never be able to close his eyes.

Everyone only saw a vague shadow behind Yongji's eldest brother, and after a while, the shadow reappeared behind a little brother directly opposite Yongji's body.

"Poof~~" the second.

Shang Ming is like an elegant grim reaper, shooting and shooting, harvesting these sinful souls one after another.

The younger brothers felt that their more than twenty years of cognition had been shattered, and they began to shoot in chaos, hoping to kill this monster indiscriminately.

Rather than the insulting word monster, Shang Ming prefers to use the word hero and the word hero to flaunt himself. So when he heard someone shouting the word "monster", he was in a bad mood, and Shang Ming didn't shoot at this person, but just stabbed him in the liver with a dagger, and he wanted him to die slowly and painfully.

The whole battle ended quickly, Shang Ming fired the last bullet, the red-hot bullet casings drew a beautiful arc and fell into the small pond after the rain, a trace of green smoke rose, thirty-six complete corpses were lying on the ground, blood and rain blended together, the scene was very eerie.

This is the biggest business of the year. He was very satisfied with this.

Killing people is much more interesting than chanting sutras and reciting Buddha, and he still kills bad people, so the sense of achievement is even higher, the Buddha said to purify sentient beings, then killing, is his way of purifying these people.

Although there is no enemy left, Shang Ming still changed the magazine of the pistol, he has to clean up the battlefield, and he threw the people he killed before directly into the alley, but this time the number seems to be a bit much, he must deal with it, and he can't let the Metropolitan Police Department's gang of rice buckets describe themselves as extremely vicious gangsters.

In addition, these guns and ammunition are not bad. But as he bent down, a figure appeared ten meters away.

"Papapa~~" The man clapped his hands and said:

"It's wonderful!" (To be continued.) )