Yuan thought that this was the end of the matter, but immediately felt that something was wrong.

Yuan Cheng suddenly found that his fist could not be retracted, as if it was wrapped in something, and it was difficult to pull it out, Yuan Cheng pulled it out hard, but it still had no effect.

Yuan Chengding looked at it, only to realize that the white policeman was staring at him expressionlessly, although he was shot through the chest, not only did he not have serious injuries, death and other related "symptoms", but also the wound did not shed any blood, etc., it was really strange!

In Yuan Cheng's stunned eyes, the policeman's right hand turned into a sharp knife and stabbed at him. Yuan Cheng seemed to want to dodge, but at this time, his right arm couldn't be taken out! Unless he immediately cut off his entire arm, there seemed to be no other way.

However, he did not carry any sharp weapons. And time waits for no one! The enemy's attack is not slow, the speed is fast and accurate, and there is not much time for Yuan Cheng to resist!

No matter how hard he struggled and tried, Ke Yuancheng still did not break free from the restraints of his arms, and it was difficult for his body to dodge attacks in a limited space. Eventually, the young policeman's sharp knife pierced Won Sung in the chest, and then cut off Won Sung Di's head with a single sword, and blood gushed out, staining the entire interior of the car red.

The head is gone, and the person is dead, and he can't die anymore.

After determining that the target was absolute death, the young white policeman withdrew the knife on his arm and turned it back into his right arm, but the entire arm was stained with donated blood, and the blood was still dripping down.

The white cop threw Won-sung's body onto the co-pilot and threw his head in the back seat at random. Then he pulled the door of the car, ignored the smell of blood and blood stains around him, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away quickly.

Along the way, the white policeman drove the car with a blank face and drove towards a certain place. After driving for about half an hour, the car drove to a deserted place.

It was deserted, except for a dilapidated house not far away, with curtains on the windows, but it seemed to be inhabited. When he heard the sound of the car, the man opened the curtains and looked out, then walked out of the room and walked in the direction where the car was parked.

The white policeman got out of the car, carried Yuan Cheng's body on his shoulder, and held Yuan Cheng's wide-eyed, seemingly dead head in his left hand. Slowly walked towards the mysterious man who had already walked out of the room.

The mysterious man was a thin man, wrapped in a gray fur coat, with long gray hair scattered over his shoulders in a chaotic manner, and a strange bronze mask on his face, his entire face was obscured, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes full of hatred. The one who came was the masked man who was malicious to Yuan Cheng for some unknown reason in the airport waiting room.

As he walked, the masked man asked, "My loyal servant, has that abominable human been killed by you?" ”

The white man replied with a blank face, and his voice was a little stiff: "Yes, my master!"

The masked man walked quickly to the white policeman, took Yuan Cheng's head, looked at the dead eyes, and laughed happily: "Hahaha, damn humans, a bunch of treacherous hypocrites, haha, as long as I, Olibus, are alive, I will one day destroy your human race and destroy you." As long as there is one person in our round-eared tribe, you human race will never think about it, and we round-eared people will not give up. ”

And on a large tree not far away, there is a person hiding in the shadow of the trunk, a pair of eyes staring at everything below, and quietly listening to the target's words.

Olipbius's maniacal laughter continued as if he was snarling, laughing and talking to himself: "More than 10 million! are all dead, we just want to live well with the world, we have never thought of fighting for anything, and we will not go against any difficulties of your big men." No matter how hard and tired we are, we can still endure it, because we just want to live. But why, why have you deprived us of the right to live? ”

"We are very weak, but we are also countless living beings! Why kill us, destroy us Yuan'er people. Is it because we want to resist, but it is your fault, in order to satisfy the selfish desires of your group of beasts, we work day and night, and countless people die in natural and man-made disasters every day. We also want to be free, and we don't want our race to live like slaves forever, we just want to live freely. Why? Why is Heaven so unfair? I hate it!"

"And the Terrans, who you promised to help us, to help us be reborn at the hands of those demons. But why? Why didn't you come that day, and you just watched and watched our people die one by one at the hands of the Heavenly Ninja Clan, and those beasts, though they were all hateful, could not be relieved of their hatred, and were the culprits who killed our people. ”

"But what about you human race, why should you be treacherous, why don't you come! If it weren't for your promise, we Yuan'er wouldn't be willing to take the risk. But you have abandoned us in the end, you hateful human beings who deserve to die. I'll never forgive you, I hate you so much!"

Olibis laughed and laughed, and began to cry again, tears flowing involuntarily, and tears flowed down his face. He couldn't help but think of that day 10 years ago.

More than 10 million Yuaner people were brutally killed by the Tiannin tribe, and the corpses became mountains and seas, as far as the eye could see, and blood donations gathered into rivers, which have not dried up until now. There, on Tennin Island, every piece of land there is stained with the blood of our people, and the bones of our people are buried under every piece of land.

Although, there are some lucky clansmen who are lucky enough to escape. However, the family circle of the round-eared tribe has disappeared, and the whole race has died in name only.

Oribis still vaguely heard the screams of his people before they died, the screams of despair, the angry scolding of the heavens, the resentment of the human race, and the curse of the heavenly ninja. The countless ghosts have never been able to dissipate, and their faces of resentment and hatred are still reflected in their minds, and their eyes are difficult to look at, and they will never forget them.

"The human race, the heavenly ninja clan, the demon world! Hehe, everything is not over yet, the blood debt is only paid by blood, the blood of our people will not be shed in vain, they will not die in vain. None of you can escape, you wait, no one can escape, hehe! My people are still waiting for you under the Nine Springs, they are very lonely, you all have to go down and kneel down for them to repent!"

After a long time, Olibis suddenly stopped laughing and crying, and put Won Sungji's head at his feet. He got up slowly, and slowly untied the black turban wrapped around his head with his right hand, revealing a pair of unusual ears, big round ears.

It is because of these ears that they are called the "round-eared people", a race that closely resembles the human race. Except for the ears, the rest of the characteristics are indistinguishable from those of the Terran race. A very weak race, a race that has now been wiped out.