Wang Shixian retracted his fist from the ground and slowly straightened his body, the bleeding wound on his head was not as serious as it looked, it was just a skin injury, the rain poured on his head, mixed with blood, making his already small eyes half-squinted, leaning forward, staring at Okamoto in front of him who kept coughing up blood, his eyebrows were stuck together with blood, like two bladed knives drawn on his forehead with a thick pen, and there was a touch of red floating on his already soaked clothes, as if he had put a burning cloak on him! What really bothered him was that after the violent attack just now, with the huge consumption of his body, his eyes had already been doubled, and a wave of exhaustion poured into his mind, fortunately, his mental strength had improved, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago.

The injection injected into the body is not a poison, but a narcotic drug that acts directly on the nerves, and the bright spot in the sea of knowledge is running around in the sea of knowledge at the same time as it rotates at high speed, resisting the invasion of a black hole-like sense of powerlessness, Wang Shixian knows that he can't hold on for long, even if he is given a little more strength just now, he has the confidence to kill Okamoto on the spot, it's a pity! Wang Shixian laughed in a low voice, the laughter became louder and louder, the bravery buried in the depths of the blood under the appearance of the Han Sven became more and more boiling, Okamoto's expression became more and more solemn, the umbrella of the girl passing by fell to the ground, her hands desperately covered her ears, and the laughter that came from it was not loud but unhindered into her brain, making her scream and fall to the ground and roll a few times before fainting.

Blood flowed out of Wang Shixian's mouth, the bitten tongue nerve continued to stimulate his brain, and the cold light bursting out of the bloodshot eyes covered Hiroshi Okamoto's body!

Looking at the demon god-like Wang Shixian, although embarrassed but still felt that the victory was in his hands, Okamoto Hiroshi trembled for the first time in his heart, at this time it was the right choice to temporarily avoid the edge, but the dignity of the Yamato national samurai made Okamoto not move his legs, the other party had been plotted to have such a fighting spirit, and what reason did he have to retreat, a fierce aura arose, Okamoto squeezed distracting thoughts out of his mind, and rushed towards Wang Shixian with a wild scream.

The two sides collided together without any tricks, palm after palm, a mist rose on Wang Shixian's head, and with each palm he took a step forward, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth with each step forward, and it seemed that he could hear the sound of the meridians in his body tearing inch by inch! Okamoto kept roaring, but the huge force from a pair of fleshy palms on the opposite side made him retreat step by step, I don't know how many palms he finally knelt on the ground, his mouth let out a low roar, the internal organs in his body have been displaced and broken, and the blood can no longer be spurted out of his mouth, and what he spit out is the fragments of his organs, Okamoto realized that his life has come to an end, and he seems to have heard his beloved girl singing "Straw Hat Song" in his ear When he said goodbye to him, his mind came up with the appearance of his parents waving to him, it was that he had just left the house to go to school, he was sweating profusely when he was young, he only wore crotch pants to practice martial arts, the master was so young at that time, and he was so high-spirited when he stood in the white tiger hall of the new three-person group! He could no longer feel the existence of his arms, and the sharp pain in his five internal organs, farewell! His consciousness slowly fell into the dark .......

Wang Shixian gasped violently, the fatigue that he had never felt before continued to invade him, his upper eyelids were like falling golden boulders, and even the torn meridians in his body were no longer important, he just wanted to fall to the ground and never get up again, he saw Okamoto's open eyes staring blankly at the sky, and stretched out his hand full of blood trembling slightly to close it, "Heaven, let's go!" While the words were still drifting in the wind and rain, Wang Shixian disappeared into the rain curtain in a few flashes.

Looking at the picture from the skynet, Fu Yuhua and Gu Shi were silent for a long time, Liu Dong let go of the mouse and turned around and asked, "Team leader, do you want to notify the police?"

"No!" Fu Yuhua and Gu Shi said in unison. Fu Yuhua glanced at Gu Shi in surprise, Gu Shi didn't seem to pay attention to the eyes that came over, just looked at the corpse of Okamoto lying on the ground on the screen, the blood had already been smeared, and there were two or three people surrounding him.

"Notify the person to clean it up. Fu Yuhua sighed and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Liu Dong picked up the mouse and clicked the call button on the screen and passed the command down.

Du Chun was sitting in a coffee shop on the side of the road, drinking coffee while looking at the rain outside through the glass, there was a sudden muffled sound outside, a scene that happened below made him unforgettable for life, with the continuous flashing of two black shadows in the heavy rain, the canopy on the bus stop instantly burst open, scattered in the rain, professional habits made him quickly take out his mobile phone without thinking and open the live broadcast to himself, in addition to his own big head on the mobile phone screen, a demon god next to him was standing in the rain, the lightning in the distant sky continued to tear open the black curtain of the sky, Du Chun, who should have been gushing, opened his mouth but could only keep swallowing saliva, his eyes were sucked and could not be movedImmediately after that, the demon god and the opponent in the screen collided together, Du Chun felt that the mobile phone in his hand could feel the vibration caused by the impact, and kept trembling, eleven palms later, the demon god knocked the opponent to his knees in the rain! After thirteen palms, the opponent lay flat on the ground with his hands raised! The demon god closed the opponent's eyes and disappeared ......into the screen in an instant.

Du Chun trembled and kept emphasizing to the camera: "This is not acting! This is not acting! This is really not acting!" Ignoring the crazy flashing subtitles on the screen, he grabbed the door with his mobile phone and rushed out, the heavy rain instantly poured him into a soup chicken, he bypassed the girl lying on the side of the road, and came to the corpse that was motionless on the ground, the blood washed down from the corpse, rose and fell in the rain, and finally merged into a thin stream and floated into the sewer, Du Chun looked at it in a daze, and there were two people around him who were also dumbfounded, until five or six people in black appeared on the street, moved the body, and snatched his mobile phone, he desperately wanted to take it back, but as soon as he touched the other party's cold gaze, he retreated in a daze。

The bus stop became empty again, a bus stopped, the door opened, jumped down a few people, looked around in surprise, and then got into the rain with an umbrella, Du Chun frantically rushed into the coffee shop, snatched the mobile phone of the waiter who was still lying on the window and looked out, and boarded his live broadcast number, and then saw that there was no trace of the content of the live broadcast just now, did he have a dream? Du Chun returned the mobile phone in despair and sat down on the chair in despair.

"The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. The willows on the branches blow less, and there is no grass at the end of the world. Swing inside the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed. Tang Youyou was cooking in the kitchen while chanting bitter love poems, and suddenly there was a cracking sound of glass on the balcony outside, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the sound of wind and rain blowing into the room, and the exclamation of Jiang Li in the living room, he quickly turned off the fire and got out of the kitchen, and what caught his eye was Jiang Li's hasty face, she was sitting on the ground on the balcony and holding Wang Shixian who was covered in blood! The door of the master bedroom opened, and the figure of Zheng Tingjian flashed in the living room, he took Wang Shixian from Jiang Li's arms, put it on the ground in the living room, and instructed Tang Youyou who rushed over: " Hold on!" Then he sat cross-legged behind Wang Shixian, and kept clicking on the big hole on Wang Shixian's back several times with both hands.