Tang Xiaotai looked at the girl lying on the bed, and then looked at Luo Gu, "You know I'm a policeman."

"Know", Luo Gu seemed to be telling an extremely ordinary thing, quietly wiping his knife.

"I can't let a murderer go unpunished".

"You want to catch me", Luo Gu was still wiping the blade, and there was only memory in his eyes.

"I don't know, you saved that girl and killed someone?"

"Hmm"

"You go, don't appear in front of my eyes again, or I'll catch you", Tang Xiaotai released his clenched fists.

"Okay, I'll go. You take care of her". After saying that, Luo Gu hid the knife in his pants and walked out slowly.

It was late at night, and Rogu walked through the streets. Cold night, bustling people. He's just a passerby walking here. He has emotions like fire, like he saved the girl without thinking.

Except for the blades, which have two blades at the top, the rest of the knives only have one blade. The back of the knife means to guard. Leave only your sharpness to the enemy.

He walked down the street and didn't know where to go. The demon's voice sounded again, "Look, my brother, how lonely he is, he forgot his cute and handsome brother Demon, so heartbreaking" The demon was sobbing, like a little girl, who was told by her parents not to cry, but she couldn't suppress it.

"Are you idle?"

The demon quickly stopped crying, and replied, "Aren't you talking nonsense? I am not idle to talk to you? But my dear brother, are you going to walk the streets all night? Do you want to preach on foot? Find a place to sleep. ”

One of the thugs crashed into Rogu and was bounced to the ground. "Dead guy, you don't walk long", he took out a machete from the newspaper in his hand, "Give Lao Tzu a far death, Lao Tzu is still busy cutting people", he looked at the gangsters underground in silence, the gangsters were suppressed by his momentum, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

The thug thought to himself, "What kind of person is this, his eyes are so cold, he puts his hand in his arms, it doesn't mean that he wants to smoke a gun, only those crazy criminal maniacs will do this", the thug's sweat dripped down the clothes on his shoulders, he didn't wipe the sweat, the knife in his hand was his last hope.

Luo Gu thought for a moment, pulled out the hand in his arms, and turned sideways to indicate that you should go.

The thug took the newspaper that had fallen to the ground (with a knife wrapped in it) in his arms and got up. Walking out of the alley, the thug could feel the gaze behind him still on him, the most aggressive gaze he had ever seen, even his hairs standing on end. After turning a corner, the thug looked back, and the man was finally out of sight.

The gangster's clothes were bloody, and he also had a little injury on his body, hugging his brother next to him, "What do I say, we are invincible, go, go back, we have to let this land know a few of us sooner or later."

They bought some wine at the supermarket and went back to the base camp. Talking in the base camp, the horses of that house, the Marseille of tomorrow.

"I'll tell you, I met a pervert today, and that cold eyes are scary," the thug said, sipping his wine.

One of the gangsters with dyed yellow hair said, "Big brother, do you remember the gang that fought with us the other day?"

"What's the matter, what did those brutes do?"

"Their heads are dead today, and the death is extremely tragic, it can be said that they were cut in half, their intestines and brains flowed all over the ground, and one person was pierced through the heart, and died a miserable death." The yellow-haired thug said.

"So let's be gangsters, come out and do less angry things, otherwise we will be like them. ”

"The eldest brother is right, according to people, they were killed by a man with a knife when they used force on a young girl, and that person's eyes were also cold."

When the thug heard this, he remembered which person in the alley had cold eyes.

The gangsters had no idea that the person they were discussing was smiling at them in the dark. He was behind them.

"Now, it's time for you to go, it's coming at 12 o'clock at midnight, and the people you killed will turn into magic patterns and cover your body", Rogu took a deep look at the few people in the room and turned to leave.

"Wow, my dear brother, I have to tell you, the upper body of the magic tattoo hurts. It felt like the skin of my whole body burned by a fire, and for half an hour, it hurt constantly, tsk."

Rogu arrived at a dock and found a hidden place.

He looked at the moon in the sea and sighed that it is often not time that passes, but generations of people. How many people have not yet fulfilled their dreams, turned into dust and returned to the earth.

When 12 o'clock finally came, black magic patterns appeared on his body, and he seemed to be asleep. In the dream, he saw the two men he had killed, arrogant, fangs and claws, flying towards him, and he slashed with his sword. Every time they were beheaded, their bodies blurred a point.

The ethereal ingredient turned into black smoke and drifted towards his body, finally melting into his body. After only five or six swings, they completely dissipated.

Rogu woke up and thought about the tattoos on his body, "Can the magic pattern disappear?"

"After surviving the pain, you can naturally control these tattoos, and the disappearance and appearance are all in your thoughts. Let's take a look at what's the catch?"

"Wow, wow, wow, this time you have enough money for the ticket to go back, sacrifice them, it is enough for you to go back to the original world, don't worry that you won't be able to replenish your life because you can't go back. But my dear brother, you still need to sacrifice something to replenish your ridiculous lifespan, and I don't want to return to earth in four years."

Luo Gu didn't listen to the demon's voice anymore, and sat down quietly cross-legged, waiting for the demon tattoo to come up.

Suddenly, Luo Gu clenched his fists and put the magic tattoo on his upper body. The pain was not only like being burned, but countless bees were pricking his skin.

"My dear brother, if you feel pain, why don't you scream, you scream, no one comes, hey, you run to the wrong set!

Rogu gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Get out." The sweat on his forehead had already become beads, and it fell and smashed on the ground of the dock. The bones were already creaking, and Rogu still didn't make a sound.

In his mind, he kept telling himself, "The body is the ship, the spirit is the sail, and the spirit is the sail, and he will face all difficulties with an indomitable spirit."

"Big brother, there is someone here, will he see the deal we just made", said the man in the black hat, "I'd rather kill the mistake than let him go, and solve him".

"Big brother, isn't this person a fool, he actually practiced cross-legged here, did he think he was a hero?

"It's so interesting, I'll come and take a look," the man in the black hat said, "Really, do you say that his sweating profusely is due to cultivation, or is he scared by us."

"Big brother, do you want to solve him," the younger brother next to him suggested.

"No, I haven't seen such an interesting thing in a long time, let's see how long he can load", after speaking, he took the gun and put it on Rogu's head.

There was more sweat on Rogu's head, and several people laughed more wildly. Half an hour has finally passed, and the magic pattern has been finished.

Rogu didn't open his eyes because he had a gun against his head. He runs the exercises to his five senses to feel the position of the people around him. Suddenly, he took the memory, staggered, and dodged the gun against his forehead.

His hand did not stop, he swung straight forward, the knife slashed diagonally through the neck of the man in the black hat, and Rogu kicked his corpse to the left with his right foot and hit the two of them, and stomped to the right, the knife slashed from above, splitting the man.

At this point, only the last two people remained, Luo Gu's legs exerted force, waist relay, and his hands were slashed horizontally, and came to the side of the two who had just gotten up, ending their lives.

"Wow, my dear brother has just finished wearing the magic pattern, and someone has come to deliver the food, look around here, this is simply a feast for the eyes, bright, like a lover's red rose, I can see it, I can't help myself. I'm trembling all over, this is a knife."

Rogu opened his eyes and looked around. Went to the parking lot on the dock, brought a couple of gas tanks, took a lighter out of the corpse, and lit the dock. The firelight danced behind him.

"You have two magic patterns now, and it will constantly strengthen your body and make you a real man, hehe, but two magic patterns can give you up to twice the physical fitness of a person, and of course add your current physique. You're 3 times more physically fit, oh course and its lifespan, but if you go back, these magic patterns will be sacrificed, and you'll become an ordinary person, hey. Don't worry about it now, you'll have 4 more magic tattoos on your upper body tonight, hahaha, my good brother, you're really good."

"Shut up, it's time for us to go," Rogu said.

At dawn, Luo Gu came to the glass again, waiting for Tang Xiaotai's fateful drug dealer.

"My good brother, you killed six people, and you are not afraid that the police will arrest you if you appear here like this? The demon kept muttering in his mind, "It's a shame, it's not a shame."

"There's no surveillance, there's no fingerprints in those days, and it takes a few days for them to find me, or they can't find my head at all," Rogu said, looking at the glass.

"Oh my God. But, my dear brother, you stand here like a piece of wood, you don't have a face, I still have a face," the demon kept muttering.

The drug dealer finally appeared, followed by Mong Kok Mitaka.