The gray streets stink, and two huge garbage stations are located at opposite ends of the street, like two fortresses, blocking the entrance and exit of the street.

This street is the dirtiest street in the entire Yuan City, and the mottled and old streets are full of potholes and dirty puddles, rotten and smelly vegetable leaves, and waste paper full of dirty water......

On both sides of the street are dense and chaotic bungalows, like holes in honeycombs, densely packed, with dense lines crisscrossing overhead, many of which have peeled off and are covered with dust.

Wang Yan stood on this street, staring ahead in a daze, as if he had lost his ability to move.

His fists clenched, trembling faintly.

At the other end of the street, several military vehicles were parked in front of a dilapidated house that was almost crumbling, and a cordon had been set up around it.

Many neighbors gathered around and pointed at the house.

"Oh, what's wrong with Old Chen, how can you say that death is death? Two days ago, I went grocery shopping, and he greeted me with a smile."

"Who said it wasn't, Old Chen Tou left too suddenly......

"Is he sick with something, why does the corpse look so scary......

"Who knows, we'd better stay away from here, and it would be bad if it really was some kind of contagion......

Neighbors were talking, and a man in uniform crossed the cordon and walked towards the crowd: "Which of you knows Chen Wei's relatives?"

"Relatives? Where does Old Chen still have relatives, he has a son, who has been dead for many years, and his wife has been dead for many years, and he usually lives alone."

A neighbor replied.

The man sighed when he heard this, got back into the cordon, and said to a middle-aged man who was also wearing a uniform, "Chief, this old man is alone and has no relatives."

"There's no way, I checked just now, this old man is a soldier's family, since he has no family, notify the rest of the military department and let others clean it up."

The leader lit a cigarette, took a puff, glanced at the corpse covered with a white cloth on the ground, and frowned again: "By the way, notify the people of the epidemic prevention department again and ask them to come over, this old man's death is too miserable, it looks like he has some kind of disease, and he can't figure out what kind of infectious disease it is." Alright, there's nothing to do with our arrest division here, let's get ready to close the team."

Nowadays, with the development of the martial arts era, the era of martial arts practice by the whole people, as the body of the human race becomes stronger and stronger, there are few large-scale diseases.

Under this premise, once a disease appears, its danger level is bound to be far greater than any disease before the Martial Arts Era, and it is very likely to cause a disaster.

Everyone in the arrest department attached great importance to this, and one person had already picked up his mobile phone and began to contact the people of the epidemic prevention department.

The leader took a long breath of smoke, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and turned around and was about to leave, when he saw a slender young man, stepping on the dirty street, walking in this direction step by step.

"What do you do?"

A staff member of the Arrest Division stepped forward to stop: "The Arrest Division is handling the case, and now it is forbidden for idle people to enter here."

However, the young man did not hear it, and still walked towards the cordon step by step.

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said?"

The staff member reached out and wanted to push Wang Ember away, but as soon as his hand touched Wang Ember, his face changed.

This boy who walked towards the cordon step by step was like a wild bull, and his strength was amazing to the extreme.

The seemingly slender and thin body was surging with incomparably powerful force, and the staff pushed him, but instead of making the boy take a step back, he stumbled and almost fell into the sewage on the side of the road.

"What are you doing?!"

The staff member glared angrily at Wang Yan, and the rest of the arrest department on the field, who were originally packing up their things and preparing to leave, also got up in an uproar and surrounded them with an unkind expression.

The leader of the crowd, the middle-aged man, narrowed his eyes, touched the back of his waist with one hand, and stared at Wang Yan.

As long as there is something wrong with Wang Yan, he will do it without hesitation.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

However, under the gaze of one unkind gaze, Wang Yan was unconscious.

Step by step, he walked into the cordon and crouched down in front of the white cloth.

"What do you want to do? You can't destroy the scene!"

A staff member of the Arrest Division shouted and tried to step forward, but was stopped by the leader.

The latter squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Yan's back.

He stretched out his hand, his palm trembled a little, and he took several deep breaths, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and suddenly lifted the white cloth.

A familiar old figure lay on the ground covered with sewage, his eyes closed, and his flesh and blood were shriveled as if they had been sucked dry by something.

Lifeless.

The originally kind old face was now like some kind of treacherous monster depicted in a comic, covered in dense pink sarcomas.

It's like some kind of weird mycelium, spreading out on it, and it makes people feel like they're getting sick.

Not only on the face, but also on the hands, as well as on the ankles that come out, there is also the same dense pink sarcoma covering.

This is a rather terrifying picture, which is completely opposite to the corpse of the giant view, but it has the thriller visual impact of the giant view.

The moment the covering cloth was lifted, the neighbors who were watching around subconsciously let out an exclamation and took a few steps back.

Even the staff of the Arrest Division, who had already seen the horrific appearance of the corpse under the corpse covering, had a few people unconsciously take two steps back.

However, the boy who was squatting on the ground seemed to be oblivious to such a terrifying picture in front of him.

He slowly stretched out his palm and gently covered his face with red sarcoma.

This kind of action made the head of the arrest division jump in his eyelids: "Boy, are you a relative of this old man? I advise you not to touch his body, which is probably suffering from some kind of infectious disease......

Wang Yan ignored his words.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

He spoke softly, and a soft green light spread in his downward palm.

The dense pink sarcoma melted quickly like snow under the sun, and the pink receded like a tide, gradually revealing the shriveled skin that was originally covered in pink.

After a few minutes, the pink sarcoma all over the place completely subsided, and none of them were visible.

The onlookers were all surprised, and even the head of the arresting division showed surprise in his eyes at this time.

Looking at the corpse of Uncle Chen, who had changed back to his original appearance, Wang Yan slowly got up.

He was not able to save Uncle Chen before he was alive, at least, he was able to let Uncle Chen go decently.

"I'll avenge you."

His voice was low.

"Boy, what the hell is going on? Why is it that when you touch the pink sarcoma with your hand, all the sarcomas disappear?"

The head of the Arrest Division was keenly aware that something was wrong.

The pink sarcoma on the corpse was not even visible to those of them who often dealt with various homicides, and suspected that it was some kind of infectious disease.

Why did this young man, with a touch of his hand, make those sarcomas dissipate?

The leader even began to wonder if this red sarcoma was some kind of virus created by this young man?

Wang Yan ignored him, but turned around, his gaze like a sharp sword, and quickly locked onto a figure in the crowd.

It was a boy wearing the uniform of Yuancheng No. 1 Middle School, who was standing in the crowd at this time, looking in this direction, and the eyes under the glasses were full of indifference.

Noticing Wang Yan's gaze, the boy was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a grim smile on his face slowly expanded.

He swaggered around, carrying his school bag, and was about to turn away.

"Hey, boy, who the hell are you, and what was going on just now?"

The leader strode towards Wang Ember with a wary face, put one hand on his waist, and tried to force Wang Ember to ask what was going on.

However, he heard a cold voice to himself.

"Do you want to run away from such sins?"

"Run? What ...... escape?"

The head was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the boy in front of him.

I saw that the boy's eyes had become extremely cold at some point, and there was an astonishing killing intent spreading out of his body, as if it was a cold wind blowing out of the Nine Hells.

The awe of killing intent actually made this battle-hardened leader subconsciously shudder.

After working in the Arrest Department for so many years, he led the people of the Arrest Division to arrest many fugitives who were full of evil, including many murderous demons.

However, he had never felt such a chilling, such a compelling killing intent.

What's more, such an amazing killing intent still emanates from such a teenager who looks like he is only a teenager!

"Not good!"

After a short period of shock, the leader reacted violently, and reached out to grab Wang Yan.

However, it was still a step too late.

Suddenly there was a loud explosion on the dirty and dilapidated streets.

The leader's hand grabbed an empty space.

"Stay with us!"

The murderous sound, like a dry thunder in the clear sky, was deafening, and suddenly resounded in the air.

Suddenly, two footprints exploded on the asphalt-paved street, and a figure rose into the air between countless small stones splashing.

The slightly dim sunlight seemed to put a layer of scale armor on this figure, and he was like a demon god descending from the sky, and smashed his fist at the crowd, the boy wearing the uniform of Yuancheng No. 1 Middle School who was about to turn away.

The air roared, and countless ripples like essence filled the air, and the power of this punch was so powerful!

In the crowd, the boy with the schoolbag on his back suddenly turned around, and the cold smile on his face turned into a thick look of horror in an instant.