"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"

There were a few more crisp bone cracking sounds, and the calf bones of the right foot of five or six young men with broken arms were broken by the darkness of the night. And the huge anti-shock force of the night shook back a few steps, and the whole fist was slightly numb.

But the terrifying thing is that five or six teenagers with broken arms also completely ignored their broken arms and legs, and jumped towards the night with one foot with an expressionless face.

"It really doesn't hurt." The night sighed slightly, these three people were monsters, there was no feeling of pain, no fear, no feelings. This kind of deadly monster is the most terrifying.

The boy on the right came with a punch, and the night flashed sideways. The boy on the left kicked at the same time, and there were also punches and kicks in front and back, and he couldn't dodge in the night, so he could only jump up and jump into the air.

The night turned over again in the air, stepped on the legs of the two of them, and with the help of the strength in the feet, directly twisted the young man's head, and then swept towards the broken arm young man who fell behind like an arrow.

The boy with the broken arm also reacted quickly and struck the night with his only left fist, but the night made another movement in midair, grabbed his left arm, and threw his body back, already falling behind the boy with the broken arm. Then grab his head with the fastest movement and twist it to the side with all the force.

"Click!" After a loud sound, the boy with the severed arm lay limply on the ground, his face facing behind his back. Staring, dead and dead.

The other teenagers rushed over with expressionless faces, and the night quickly kicked one of them in the calf, blocking the kick he was about to kick, blocking the kick he was about to kick out, blocking the leg with his right arm, and the other kicking out the kick, bending sideways, dodging a punch from the other teenager, and at the same time punching him in the chest.

The teenager quickly retracted his hand and stopped it on his chest, blocking the night fighter. With the help of him grabbing the fulcrum of his fighter, the night jumped sharply and kicked his feet on him. At the same time, the other two teenagers who were blocked by the night kicked again, and the night had no strength to dodge at all.

After three muffled sounds, the night and the two retreated at the same time.

The four of them collided together, and for a while their fists and feet were bare and shadows, and the wind in the room was whirring.

A moment after the battle, the night once again hit the boy with a broken rib, and the other man also broke the bone of his left hand. In the last one, he also broke three ribs, his entire right arm was broken, and the calf bone of his left leg was also cracked.

The battle situation can be said to be the overwhelming advantage of the night, and in the face of the night that hides most of the strength, these biochemical second-generation warriors are still so vulnerable.

All three of them were hurt to a certain extent, but there was no reaction on the faces of these three people.

But they also reached the limit, after seizing the opportunity, the night directly lifted a girl, and then held the young man's neck with both hands, threw it back hard, and directly threw the young man to death.

The other two teenagers, one of whom was kicked in the head by the night, was simply kicked to death. The last one died tragically after being beaten by the night and being inhuman.

“………”

In this battle, most of the strength of the night was not used, and only a small part of the strength was used to easily solve the second generation of biochemical warriors that Dr. Sato was proud of.

Of course, this loss can be said to be insignificant for the extremely powerful Black Dragon Group, and the power of the night, no matter how strong it is, is impossible to confront a huge organization in a frontal situation.

However, the night dared to swagger in the city of modern humans, and naturally had a hole card in his hand that was enough for the flop.

After that, the night casually handed over the corpse of a second-generation biochemical warrior to the professional technology maniac, and the night involuntarily came to the place he had always wanted to go.

Dark, who had never really seen the world, decided to take a trip to the seaside. After many hours of swimming in the sea, I finally decided to go ashore.

The lonely figure, wet and dripping water all over his body, stepped on a series of lonely footprints on the beach step by step.

This beach is very dirty and messy, full of garbage and shells washed up by the sea, no one comes to clean it, and of course no one comes here to play, so I choose to be here at night.

Of course, there are still a few people who come here once in a while, as there are no marine intestines on this beach.

He hid in a corner that was not easily noticed, put his travel bag aside, and sat quietly with his hands on his knees. Let the sea breeze blow through his soaked body, as if he was a lifeless wood sculpture, he just squatted on the mud and sand.

After about four or five hours, it was getting dark, and I looked at my clothes. The clothes were already a little dry, and the hair of the people who had soaked in the sea was dried by the sea breeze and condensed piece by piece, looking like they hadn't washed their hair for a long time.

The night came out of the corner, and the traffic on the road was not lively, and he was like a wandering beggar, dressed in shabby clothes, and his hair seemed to have not been washed for a long time, and he lowered his head and passed through the crowd. Like a prodigal son who has no roots and has no roots.

Fortunately, the clothes on the night have dried slightly, otherwise the addition of a wet outfit will definitely attract a large group of onlookers as if it has just been fished out of the water.

Except for the "tearing" long knife, the staff, and a large crystal, there was nothing else on the night's body, and of course there was no money to take a taxi. If you want to steal a car, there are still too many people. So the night has to continue to wait, until it is the dead of night, until the pedestrians on the street have fallen asleep.

I heard the sound of a guitar in my ears, and it was someone playing and singing a guitar on the side of the road. Sad, desolate, and for some reason, the night was immediately drawn to its beautiful, bleak tone when it heard the guitar.

He turned his head to see a young girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old, a little beautiful, dressed in simple clothes, and a pair of whitish jeans underneath, leaning against the wall by the side of the road, bowing her head and playing the old-looking acoustic guitar in her hand. At her heels sat a hat with a few coins scattered inside.

The night walked up to her, stopped and listened quietly, the girl raised her head slightly and glanced at him, threw a smile and continued to bow her head and play the guitar. She spoke softly, and her melodious singing voice echoed with the sound of the guitar. Maybe she plays and sings very well, or maybe the girl's voice is sweeter, attracting more and more onlookers.

After singing a song. The audience applauded, and many even threw coins or bills into their hats.

The girl played and sang song after song, and the audience who stopped changed wave after wave, but there was only one person, who never stood still, and did not want to lose money in his hat. He just stood quietly. Listen quietly.

After an hour of playing and singing, the girl finally stopped, she set her guitar first, crouched down and picked up the coins in her hat one by one, and put them all in her pocket. Then she stood up and nodded to the night with a smile. With a hat in one hand and a guitar in the other, he slowly walked towards the sea of people.

The night also turned around and walked in a different direction than her. Suddenly, there was a coquettish cry behind him, and the acoustic guitar fell to the ground. There was a dull sound.

The night slowly turned back and saw that the girl who was playing the guitar had been pushed to the ground, and in front of her stood three people with dyed hair and tattoos on their arms. It should be a gangster young man.

One of the thugs squatted down and reached out to pinch the girl's chin, but the girl crawled back in fright, and then turned to the passers-by for help, but no one stopped to help her.

Even the people who stopped to watch the excitement immediately turned their heads to the side when they saw the girl's eyes on them. Then as if he didn't know anything, he turned and left.

"Don't look at it." The thug reached out and pinched the girl's chin and straightened her head, and the girl lifted her head and escaped with her chin and looked at the thug with a frightened expression.

The corners of the gangster's mouth turned up slightly, and he said with a different meaning: "Do you know who is covering it here?" ”

The girl looked at him with some panicked eyes. But he still held back and didn't say a word, and shook his head gently.

The smile on the gangster's face became even stronger, and he said, "Do you know that you have to pay protection money to make money on this street?" ”

The girl still shook her head.

The thug stretched out a hand, rubbed his thumb, index finger and middle finger together and said, "Know how?" ”

The girl clutched her hands in her pockets and looked at him with an unwilling expression.

The thug stood up with a sneer and said, "It's okay, Yedu, Che Ziji, take her away, and teach her what to do." ”

The other two young men behind the thugs leaned over with a strange smile on their faces

The girl looked at the three thugs with a frightened expression, and her body couldn't help but crawl back, but the two thugs, one dyed green and the other dyed blonde, still got closer and closer. She could almost already foresee her outcome.

Suddenly, the girl's back hit something, like a pair of legs.

She looked up slightly, and saw a very delicate face, but his hair was clumped into clumps, as if dirty. But his eyes were clear, he couldn't see any variegation, and he was calm, like a pool of calm lake without ripples.

He was looking down at her, but he couldn't see his thoughts in his eyes.

By the way, it's him. Just now, this person had been standing by and listening to her play and sing, but he had not lost a single coin.

She didn't mind if he didn't give money, and he should look like a fallen person, such a person usually has no money.

So she also nodded to him politely to thank him, because he was the only one who heard from the beginning to the end, and she was a little moved, after all, it was difficult to find a soulmate. Unexpectedly, when she was killed, he still stood behind her and did not leave, the girl didn't know what to do, on the one hand, she hoped that this person could come forward to help her, and on the other hand, she was worried that she would implicate the innocent him.