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The leader sneered and said, "Mr. Policeman, are you so capable?" What a surprise I was!! ”

Wei Qing propped up his body and got up from the ground, "Don't be too happy!" "Trying his best to calm the aching internal organs, he stretched out his cicada wings, "Eat me with a sword-" He sighed and rushed to the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。 しwxs520。 Lewen Novel

He didn't lunge either, just stabbed the tip of his sword into the opponent's chest.

The area of the chest and the sword is very large, so he chose to be here. As for the opponent's vital point, he didn't have such an accurate grasp of the hit, so he directly ignored the past.

The leader of the mafia, seeing that the opponent stabbed with a sword, even showed a disdainful look, carelessly, and slashed at the cicada's wings with a sword

'Keng-'

The two swords collide, creating sparks.

But I saw that when the cross sword touched the cicada's wings, it was split in two and fell to the ground.

The leader was taken aback, and it was too late to dodge

There was a thud, and the leader's shirt was cut through a gap, revealing his skin.

It turned out that Wei Qing changed his stabbing to flirting in time and spared his opponent's life.

After one move, both sides stop attacking.

The leader looked down at the remnant sword in his hand, and then at the tear on his clothes, and his heart was palpitating and frightened, "What kind of sword are you?" Laser sword? ”

The body of the cicada wing is thin, almost transparent. And, in the dark night, there is a faint blue glow.

Wei Qing didn't answer, and directly announced the results: "You lost!" ”

"What-!!" The leader was obviously even more surprised by the result, "I lost??? ”

"Humph!" Wei Qing snorted coldly and said, "If it weren't for the mercy of my subordinates, you would already be a dead corpse." Don't you want to throw in the towel? ”

The leader didn't want to admit defeat, and shouted in a deep voice: "What kind of sword are you using?" ”

Wei Qing said: "You don't care what sword I use, the result of the fact is - you lose!" ”

The leader shook his head and vetoed, "I'm not convinced!" If you have the guts, we don't use weapons, let's fight again. As he spoke, he threw away the remnant sword in his hand, and wanted to fight Wei Qing with his bare hands.

However, Wei Qing did not intend to drop the cicada wings. "Alas!" sighed to himself and said: "Some people, even if they can't win, they can afford to lose" In his words, there was cynicism.

was ridiculed in front of his subordinates, and the leader's face turned blue and white, "What did you say?" ”

"How~" Wei Qing spread his hands and pursed his lips, "Could it be that what I said is not right?" ”

The leader endured the humiliation and shouted, "Do you dare to fight me again?" None of us use weapons. If you win, I'm at your disposal. ”

"No, no, no-" Wei Qing shook his head repeatedly, "You've already lost, you can replace someone else." "If he can have the strength of the Night Hunter, he may choose to fight the opponent with his bare hands. But the reality is that he doesn't have that kind of strength, and all he can rely on is the indestructible power of the cicada wings.

The leader withdrew from the field in disgrace. With a wave of each hand, he motioned for his men to fight

Two even bigger mafias walked out of the field.

These two mafias are very large, and they are a whole head taller than Wei Qing. It is estimated that the height is not under two meters. As for the weight, it should be twice as much as Wei Qing.

Wei Qing, his stature is considered medium in China; But in France, it can only be described as a skinny little man.

Europeans are tall and have an absolute superiority in power.

If Wei Qing fought them with his bare hands, it is estimated that the chance of winning should be zero.

The two big mafias sandwiched Wei Qing in the middle, and they wanted to attack back and forth, so that Wei Qing could be attacked on his back.

Wei Qing was not ambiguous, and he did not answer. Suddenly, he raised his cicada wings and pounced on one of them

The man took the chain in his hand and struck it off on his head.

Wei Qing, with a low figure, raised his cicada wings to block the top of his head, "Broken-"

Sure enough, the iron chain collided with the cicada's wings, and the sound broke into two.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Qing once again stretched out the cicada wings, and with a send, he pierced the big man.

At this moment, another big mafia also attacked. The big man wielded a machete, which was about a foot long

Feeling the wind behind him, Wei Qing dodged out.

said that the big man had been working hard to cut Wei Qing, but he didn't want to, so he slashed at his companion's neck

The other miserable big man was originally stabbed by Wei Qingyi's sword, and now he was slashed in the neck by his companions. Immediately, the head drooped, and it almost lost its head, leaving only a little skin to connect the head to the body

Wei Qing, while flashing out, with the advantage of the length of the weapon, waved his backarm. Only a clear sound of flesh was heard, and the remaining big men were also shaved off their heads.

In this way, the two big men, who were originally aggressive, lost their heads in the blink of an eye.

They may have an absolute advantage in strength, but they don't have the advantage of agility. Even his IQ is the same as that of a beast.

After winning two games in a row and injuring three people in a row, Wei Qing's murderous intent began to spread, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Mafia gangsters, which of you still dares to step forward and lead death?!" In the violent voice, his black eyes also turned blood red little by little.

This fully shows that he has lost himself!

The cicada's wings are bloodthirsty and can devour the mind of the bearer.

Although Wei Qing has always been able to effectively control the cicada wings, in the end, the blood blinded his pure heart, which eventually led to the cicada wings being turned against the guest.

His mind was swallowed up by the cicada wings, and his soul was dominated by the cicada wings.

This scene, just like Qin Lina before, was swallowed by the cicada wings because of blood and anger.

This scene frightened the mafia members present! They showed their weapons, but no one dared to step forward.

They were terrified!

Where have they ever seen such a bloody and strange scene, that is, blackmail, extortion, contraband, smuggling, stealing, etc., what they usually do!!

"Hey, hey, hey" Wei Qing, who had lost his mind, let out a terrifying laugh from his mouth, and his face, which was originally very amiable and cute, became very hideous, as if he was a demon from hell. "Today, someone has provoked my surname Wei, you, don't even think about escaping"

In a horrible laugh, he bared his teeth and rushed into the crowd

Cicada Wing controlled Wei Qing's body, exerting his potential to the extreme, and his speed and strength were more than tripled! It's like using the addition of biochemical drugs.

"Ahh

"Uh-"

"Uh-"

The cicada's wings flew and turned into pieces of sword shadows. After the shadow of the sword passed, wails were everywhere, and the blood stains of the corpses flew everywhere

The leader was so frightened that he hurriedly fled, "Shoot, quick"

His shouting stopped abruptly.

Just as he was about to flee with the engine car, Wei Qing rushed to the front and flew with a sword, splitting the car in half.

After experiencing the baptism of blood, more than half of the mafia was killed and wounded, and even the green-haired old wheat who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic died in a daze under the blade of the cicada's wings.

However, they eventually reacted; The remainder of the engine car, scattered and fled, and at the same time, opened fire

'Smack, smack, smack'

Crisp gunfire rang out in the suburbs outside Paris.

A bullet hit Wei Qing's thigh, but he continued to rush and kill as if he was unconscious

Several mafiosi were caught up by Wei Qing because they ran too slowly, and they were all split in half with their cars.

After a period of chase, the scene finally calmed down.

Of the more than a dozen mafios, only a few escaped, and the rest remained in place

A mafia who was not yet dead let out a painful moan from his mouth, Wei Qing stepped forward and helped him get rid of the pain, "Mafia thugs, I send you to God!" ”

At this point, the lesson is over.

The duel came to an end, and only many corpses and broken arms slipped down from the battlefield, as well as Wei Qing, who was seriously injured but unaware.

After a fight, his body has been soaked in blood, and he can't tell which is the mafia and which is his own.

Standing on top of the corpse, it is like a god of death descending on the earth.

The cold wind was howling, the blood was filled, and the cicada wings were still trembling and humming.

The bitter cold wind blew on his face, blowing away the violent breath in his eyes!

Little by little, my mind recovered, and the scene just now lingered between reality and dreams, and I couldn't tell whether it was reality or dreams. "What the hell did I do!!

The blood and corpses at his feet unmistakably showed him that this was not a dream, but a reality.

As the cold wind blows, the breath of the cicada's wings dissipates, and his soul regains control of his body.

The bullet holes in his body began to attack, and a sharp pain quickly enveloped his heart

After a hurried examination, it was found that he had been shot in each leg and one in his left arm. Fortunately, none of these are critical and not fatal enough in a short period of time. However, if he is not cured, he will still die.

In this unaccompanied, penniless moment, in this bloody moment, every wound on his body can cost him his life.

No one can help him! He has no relatives, who can help him?

He doesn't have any money, and the doctors won't treat him!

He has blood on his body, he still has weapons in his possession, and the gendarmes will not help him! Maybe we'll shoot him if we're the first to catch him

Moving his legs that were about to break, he walked as fast as a snail into the depths of the night.

He was tired. Although Cicada Wing controls his body, it consumes his physical strength; Now, he is a little overdrawn. If it weren't for the desire to survive, he might lie down on the spot and get some sleep

He told himself, 'Don't sleep!' Wei Qing, no setbacks can defeat you, you must persevere, it is best to find a pet clinic'

He could not stay here, and if he stayed too long, he would be arrested by the gendarmes and might be sentenced to execution. Only by leaving as soon as possible will the gendarmes not catch him; The support that the mafia may have won't find him. Of course, it would be even better if you could find a pet clinic!

A pet clinic is like a hospital, the difference is that one is for animals and the other is for humans. In addition, medical equipment is universal, such as basic hemostatic drugs, surgical tools, and so on.

If you can find a pet clinic, you have found hope for survival.

But, provided that the owner of the clinic does not inform the gendarmerie; And don't refuse treatment.

Perhaps, after finding a clinic, he should control the owner of the clinic at the first time to avoid complications

The fantasy situation is very happy, but the reality is cruel.

I don't know how far I went, maybe a thousand meters, maybe five thousand meters; Or maybe just walk a hundred meters. Finally, he could no longer resist the stupor, and fell to the ground.

There was an intimate contact between his cheeks and the cold ground, and the coolness of the extremely irritating skin made him a little sober.

I felt that I had left the main battlefield, so I was relieved to deal with the bullet holes on my body. He sat down in a wheat field, bandaging his wounds with the help of the light of a distant city. He had no surgical mouth and could not remove the warhead, so he could only tear a strip of cloth from his clothes and tie it tightly to achieve the purpose of seeing blood.

He had no anesthetic, and the severe pain made him faint several times.

He has no antiseptics, and if the wound becomes infected, he will stop his life activity in just a few hours.

However, his troubles are far from over!

Footsteps could be heard in the distance.

A small group of mafia legionnaires found him one step ahead of the gendarmes

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