There was a strong smell of blood on the first floor of the coffee house, and the breath of death covered Yang Tian's whole body, and the hairs on his whole body had stood up because of excitement, and the person in front of him was so familiar. It's just that the familiar face is covered under a hideous mask, and a pair of black eyes are fixed on his face.

"Jun" Yang Tian didn't finish speaking, the knife light shook his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, his arm had been cut, and his body deviated slightly from its original position. Otherwise, the knife would have stabbed him in the chest, not just through his arm.

The person in front of him is not Yang Jun, he is just a devil who occupies Yang Jun's body, a ghost marquis!

It's about the mask with the green fangs, you can still feel it in the dark, and the ghostly aura emitted by the four sharp fangs is not comparable to Yang Jun's ghost hands.

The black palm stretched out and rested on the headless corpse standing still, Yang Tian's eyes began to fill with green aura, and it looked a little flickering. His eyes glowing with a faint green light looked at everything that happened in front of him in horror, Yang Jun's ghost hand churned with thick black gas, and the breath wrapped around the headless corpse, and a scorched smell came to his face.

Yang Tian's eyes widened as he watched the completely dried headless corpse fall, the scorching smell made him clench his mouth and nose, he had never seen Yang Jun do such a thing with his ghost hands. It should be said that he was terrified of using his ghost hand like this.

"Hum" The hall on the first floor instantly became noisy, Yang Tian was taken aback, he looked around in horror, those paper figures sitting on the sofa actually came to life.

Their bodies were shaking, their mouths were still vaguely unaware of what they were shouting, and the whole café immediately looked like a vegetable market. It's just that Yang Tiango doesn't think this is a good thing, Yang Jun, who has become a ghost marquis, is still standing in front of him, but he strangely didn't move, just deadlocked.

Suddenly, an obese figure sitting next to him rushed towards Yang Tian, and a fat palm directly slapped hard, and Yang Tian crossed his fists with both hands to make a block. The fleshy palm slapped on his arm, I don't know if it was too much force, or if the fat figure's body was already in tatters.

There was a "crackling" sound, and Yang Tian took a few steps back because of the strength of the other party, his hands were numb, but his face was splashed with a lot of soft things. Take a closer look, it was the meat on the fat man's hand in front of him, his hand was already full of holes, and the rotten meat on his hand was shaken off with the hard slap just now.

Because of the proximity, Yang Tian could see the white bones exposed by the fat man's fingers, especially his fat belly, which looked a bit like pieces were put together, even if he was standing, they were shaking in different directions.

The fat man didn't seem to have as many thoughts as him, and he didn't care how much meat he had just dropped with one blow, so he just stopped and died at Yang Tian. That posture plus that tonnage, if there is a Mount Tai pressing, it is estimated that Yang Tian will fall to the ground, but fortunately, the other party is too fat to fly.

Misfortune is not a single line, this sentence is always true, just when Yang Tian was struggling to deal with the fat man in front of him, a group of people had already surrounded him, and he didn't need to look at it to know that these people were all the way to the fat man in front of him.

Yang Tian is under attack at this time, and there is an even more terrifying character waiting for him not far away, now that he is so chaotic, he has already lost the figure of the ghost marquis, and I don't know when he will suddenly appear for a sneak attack.

More and more zombie-like guys surrounded him, no matter how much Yang Tian could fight, he couldn't defeat so many people. The fat man's bloody and fleshy hand slammed towards him again, and the sound of breaking the air sounded behind him at the same time, and a benevolent brother was even more ruthless, directly biting Yang Tian's calf.

As soon as he finished saying this, he found that there was a more fierce one, and he rushed over with his head down, still with his mouth open, to see that the posture was aimed at his crotch and rushed over. It's okay, if he is bitten, he may become the last eunuch in China.

"If you don't help, I'll hang up, alas, I'll go. Lao Tzu is a man, don't bite my chest. Yang Tian scolded, slamming a cup on the table, and the fat man bore the brunt of his attack. The cup was smashed down, and he tore off his hair and scalp by the way.

Some of the flesh and blood that had already turned white appeared in front of Yang Tian, and the two jade hands in his body stretched out, picked up the two guys who bit on his chest and threw them directly to other places.

Yang Tian, who felt relaxed, kicked away the fat man in front of him, turned his head and wanted to look at Bai Xue, but saw that Bai Xue was stunned there and didn't dare to move anymore. Behind her, the ghost marquis was already standing there, and in the darkness he could only see his mask glowing with blue light, and a black hand tightly pinched Bai Xue's neck.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Tian panicked all of a sudden, seeing Bai Xue being choked by the neck, he himself felt that his breathing was already short, and he was a little out of breath.

The ghost marquis didn't move, just looked at Yang Tian quietly. Bai Xue showed a painful expression because of the black palm, and she could see that the snow-like skin on her neck was turning black and red, which was a sign that only appeared after being burned.

Yang Tian didn't dare to move, but this didn't mean that he could stand there unharmed, and those who had fallen down pounced again, drowning him in one fell swoop. A small piece of flesh had been bitten off his thigh, and the warm current was flowing down his thigh, and the injured leg was no longer able to stand because of the pain. There were still many rotten flesh guys on their bodies, and they opened their mouths like madmen and bit Yang Tian's body, just like seeing delicious food.

"Uh-huh~" A muffled snort, it was Bai Xue's voice, there was a bright knife inserted in her left button, and the position of the handle was still holding a hand that was pushing the knife into Bai Xue's body.

Bai Xue's appearance was very painful, I don't know if it was because she had a heart with him, under the stab of the knife, she was injured, although there was no blood flowing out, but Yang Tian could feel it. His heart was aching faintly, and the pain from there was already slowly stimulating his cranial nerves.

"I'll kill you~" Yang Tian didn't know why he shouted this sentence, the body on the other side was Yang Jun, and only that mask was his enemy. But at that moment, his heart seemed to be wrapped in something, and a strange thought that did not belong to him entered his heart, and then it was conveyed to his mouth and cried out.

At that moment, Yang Tian seemed to sense that he was exuding a dangerous aura, and the people around him who were biting him all stopped moving, even the white snow in front of him. A pair of eyes turned blood red, no whites, and the whole eye glowed red.

Yang Tiandu didn't know what was going on, and the people around him screamed in horror and let go of his body, and rushed towards the ghost marquis on the opposite side. Bai Xue also completely changed her appearance, no longer afraid of the coercion of the ghost marquis, a pair of jade hands directly held the black ghost hand, a light smoke rose, obviously Bai Xue's hand had been burned by the ghost hand. But she didn't care about it completely, as if she didn't feel anything, and twisted the ghost marquis's hand hard.

Yang Tian, who was standing on the opposite side, was stunned, the current situation was completely unexpected, but what was even more terrifying was that next, he found that his body could not be controlled by himself.

Not only that, but there was an extra voice in his head, and that voice was exactly the same as his own. The voice is saying: Kill him!

Yang Tian's scalp was numb, and he didn't give instructions in his mind to move his body, but his body acted, and he was like a bystander at this time. Quietly watching his body emit bursts of pale green aura, it was in stark contrast to Yang Jun's black resentment.

One black and one green quickly collided, and the two flames collided together, and the black resentment had a slight upper hand, which made Yang Tian move a little slowly.

At this time, those people who looked like zombies had already surrounded Yang Jun in the middle, the knife flashed, and one arm flew out. Of course, these guys who are already dead people naturally don't feel pain, and let his flesh and blood fly and his limbs fall out of order, he still rushes forward vigorously.

Yang Tian is different, looking at the broken corpses all over the ground, he can't bear to vomit anymore, but his current body is not at his disposal, even if it is uncomfortable, he can only feel the churning of his five organs.

A black spherical object flew over, and Yang Tian blasted it over with a punch, and the fist mixed with green breath was as hard as a hammer, and it burst the flying sphere with one blow. But after exploding, I found that it was a round human head, and at this time, the brain was flying with flesh and blood, and the hair was still hanging on his fist, and the flesh mud fell down the hair to the floor.

The ghost marquis has completely eliminated all the zombies, and Bai Xue was also blasted aside by a head he carried, and the ghost marquis at this time is really no different from a bloody god of war. His whole body was stained bright red with blood, and the thick smell of blood mixed with the breath of death came to his face, and he still carried two heads in his hands, which looked like they were pulled out of the necks of those people, and the lower end of the head was connected with half of the vertebrae.

Such a bloody scene made Yang Tian almost want to close his eyes and flee with his head down. However, his body slowly moved forward and leaned towards the ghost marquis, and the ghost marquis also walked over with a tacit understanding.

The shoes made a "zig" sound when they stepped on the flesh and blood all over the ground, and the slippery feeling made Yang Tian sick for a while, but it was human flesh, not dirt.

Suddenly, his body accelerated, flashed over the two heads flying on the opposite side, and a fist full of green aura slammed over, and it was the black left hand that came at him. The black resentment that swirled around it formed the head of a beast that looked like the mask on his face.

Four white fangs, still dripping with black liquid

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