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Now there's a little more blood.

Everyone's pupils contracted, like a chicken choked by the neck, staring blankly at the fat man who had been pierced in the ground and died directly.

It was only after a while that the screams and yelling suddenly erupted.

"You're bold, you're ...... Don't come here, you dare to kill me, my brother will never let you go, who are you?"

Young Master Liu, who had a sharp mouth and a long face, was already frightened and kept retreating.

The thin man was already paralyzed on the ground, and the feces and urine were pouring out.

Jiang Cheng walked over and kicked the thin man directly in the temple.

This kick is too fast, but there are still many people in the world who can avoid it, but this thin man can't.

He didn't even snort and fell to the ground and died.

It didn't look like anything was going on, but soon the skin on his face was full of blood.

Jiang Cheng's kick directly shattered his brain, all the blood vessels burst, and now the blood was accumulated in his skin, and soon the skin became blue-black.

There is no excessive discourse.

When Jiang Cheng killed people, he always didn't like to talk much.

If you talk too much, you will be soft-hearted, hesitate, and give the enemy an opportunity.

No matter who he killed, even if he killed a half-dead old man, he didn't want to give the other party a chance.

He's like a good killer, but he's not a killer, it's just that when he's killing, he's alert like a killer.

Young Master Liu couldn't escape, and he was grabbed by Jiang Cheng's neck like a chicken.

This one grab, it seems that anyone can dodge it, but Young Master Liu can't, watching Jiang Cheng's palm grab his neck, as if he has given up all resistance.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, but he simply can't.

When Jiang Cheng made a move, his palm seemed to encompass all the directions where he could escape, and it carried an unparalleled spiritual momentum, as if this palm covered the sky and the earth.

In heaven and on earth, he has nowhere to run.

Jiang Cheng is now proficient in his fists and fingers, and his every move is integrated into the true meaning of the pile's law and martial arts, and his spiritual power is even more powerful and condensed.

If he makes a move, he will inevitably carry an impact of spiritual momentum.

This is the difference between a master and an ordinary good player, ********, not only to deal a physical blow to the enemy, but also to cause a psychological impact.

A punch gives people the illusion that it is like an elephant crashing into it in anger, and that kind of momentum is different from ordinary people's boxing.

"I ...... My brother is ......."

Young Master Liu seemed to want to make a final struggle.

But it was clear that he was delusional.

Don't say it's him, it's that Liu Dagui is really here now, Jiang Cheng said that he would kill it, and he wouldn't frown.

"Click"!

The neck was directly choked, and Young Master Liu was like a chicken with a wilted head, easily strangled to death by Jiang Cheng.

The sound and touch of the palm crushing the bones made Jiang Cheng like it very much.

Sometimes the sound of a palm crushing an enemy's bones is clearer than the sound of a sword plunging into an enemy's flesh.

"You...... Are you here to save us?"

The girl had been stripped naked, and was tied to a wooden frame with the beautiful woman, who seemed to see something, and her eyes could not help but show a trace of hatred and fear.

The corners of Jiang Cheng's cold mouth were tightly pursed, and he was pursed tightly.

The two women in front of them are just powerless women, and even if they let go, they don't seem to be too threatening.

But he has always liked to cut grass and eradicate roots.

This time was no exception.

That's why he's here.

The girl seemed to sense that something was wrong, and fear flashed in her big bright eyes.

"You ......"

Her lips moved.

Jiang Cheng had already made a sudden move at this moment.

The scarlet five fingers that exuded a bloody aura were like iron hooks, and they suddenly plunged into the heart of the beautiful woman.

It was easy to release it and insert it into the tofu, and he pinched a heart that was still beating and exploded.

"Yes, I'm here to save you, and it's better to die at my hands than to be insulted, isn't it?"

Jiang Cheng smiled coldly, the hatred in the beautiful woman's eyes had turned into resentment, she opened her mouth wide and wanted to breathe, but in the end she said a few words, with the afterglow of her last life.

"Rao...... Spare me......"

She died of rage, and the words didn't seem to be finished.

She is already dead, what do you need others to forgive her?

Jiang Cheng understood that this woman wanted him to spare her daughter.

Jiang Cheng's gaze turned to the girl.

The girl froze.

Tears fell big and big, but they cried silently.

Jiang Cheng killed her mother right in front of her, shouldn't she scream hysterically and struggle?

But she didn't, her eyes no longer radiated a beautiful color, full of hatred, anger, and murderous intent.

She stared at Jiang Cheng and bit her lip stubbornly, if her eyes could kill, then Jiang Cheng didn't know how many times she had died.

An unparalleled force that sustained her weak body, the power of hatred.

If she had the chance, she would definitely kill Jiang Cheng.

"Well, if there is no hatred, then there will be no enemies, but unfortunately, I was not your enemy before. But sometimes, a person's one thought can become an enemy.

With your death, pay tribute to Mr. Wang, and let you go to the underworld to be reunited......

Revenge, hehehe, wanting to live to kill me is actually a more painful thing than death.

Because you will never have that chance, and you will never want to be my enemy. ”

Jiang Cheng lowered his head, and suddenly grabbed the girl's heart with another claw.

After all, he was inevitably affected by emotions, and he had a moment of soft-heartedness, otherwise he wouldn't have talked so much nonsense.

But he will never be swayed by emotions in his most rational judgments.

The power of hatred is unimaginable, he will not give anyone a chance, and he is unwilling to let the tiger return to the mountain easily.

Killing, killing, in fact, sometimes, killing still makes people feel tired.

Jiang Cheng is not a real demon yet, and he sometimes feels tired.

He is also only in a stage of "casualness".

The real devil can at least do it as he pleases.

Follow one's heart.

Do what you want to do.

But that requires a lot of strength.

He doesn't have that kind of strength right now.

Leaving the prison, the corpses in this place will naturally be taken care of.

Jiang Cheng returned to the pavilion of Haizi Lake, he grabbed the narrow knife and danced wildly, swinging the knife wildly outside the pavilion.

The sound of knives mixed with the sound of the wind is terrifying to the ears of people.

Unconsciously, he had entered a state of enchantment.

The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and there was an indescribable demonic nature affecting his sanity.

A vast wave of fluctuation faintly spread from his body.

The more the knife danced, the more urgent it became.

The blood and qi in the body are rushing, and the internal force is even more involuntarily and frantically running, wandering and impacting in the meridians of the major acupoints.

In the pavilion, Xu Yuantao had already discovered Jiang Cheng's arrival, but at this moment, he noticed that something was wrong.

Jiang Cheng's state didn't seem to be practicing knives, his expression looked a little hideous, this was not like practicing knives, but like entering a magic barrier.

(To be continued.) )